"Hey?" my voice is uncertain. I don't know where this conversation will go, it could either be good, and we'll get over our little problem, or we can make things worse.
"Where are you?" he's mad.
"Do I have to say where I am?"
"Who do you love?"
"What? What do you mean, who do I love?" what hell does love have to do in this?
"Well you left Mexico to be by his side, and I'm here stranded." is he drunk?
"Are you drinking Michael?"
"No, are you?" he's drunk, there is no doubt about that. "I love you Bella. Why can't you see it? How many times do I have to tell you I love you?" his voice wavers. He better not start to cry. I can't hear or see people cry. And if he does, it'll just break me.
"How many times do I have to tell you to not go there?" I pause. " I don't know who I love, but I can tell you I love Chris as a brother. He's been here for me. Through thick and thin. Now it's my turn to be with him don't you think?" I wait for him to say something but he doesn't. "Not everything is about you Michael." He still doesn't say anything.
"Bye Bella." he hangs up. Did he just say bye for good or for a while? I would ask what he meant, but right now my main priority is Chris.
My phone rings again without looking down at it I answer it.
"Isabella." Nathan?
"Yes?" Why does he have my number? "Who gave you my number?" I ask.
"Nikki" he says. I should've known it was her.
"She's so dead." I murmur.
"Don't get mad at her, I kind of took her phone and got the number myself." Of course he did.
"What do you want Nathan?"
"How's Chris?" whoa.
"He's not getting any better. Why do you ask?" I'm not sure why he's asking. Not to be rude, but he shouldn't care.
"I'm worried about him, believe it or not. When Kevin told me you left I knew something had to be wrong. You don't just drop everything a leave." he knows me too well. And here I thought he didn't.
"Mmm."
"Do you need me there?" I want to say no, but I do need someone here other than Angie. If I know Angie, she's going to be all about business. She's going to be setting up interviews here and there. Just trying to get the most publicity as she can. It's all publicity to her, it's her job too, so I can't really complain about it.
"Bella do you need me there. I will be out as soon as I can get a jet ready. You know I'll always be here for you." he sounds so sincere. Tears begin to stream down my cheeks.
"Oh Nathan." I croak.
"Isabella don't cry baby. He's going to be ok."
"No he isn't! If only you could see him. He's bad. I don't know if he's going to wake up." my silent crying has now turned into loud sobbing.
"Bella I'm on way. I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Ok." I say in between sobs.
"I love you." he says then hangs up.
It's all going to be ok. He said he would be here soon. He's here when I need him, and Michael isn't. Instead of Michael being here with me, it's going to be Nathan. This doesn't make sense at all. Michael should be the one to be here with me. Does he really love me? Or is he just saying it to make me fall for him? Because I have. Like the dumbass that I am. I always fall for them. If someone is good at picking guys, it obviously isn't me.
Hours go by and I have no news on how Chris is doing. All I see are nurses coming and going. Shifts end, and begin, but no updates on him. It feels like I've been here for days, but when I look down at my phone it's only been a day and half. I close my eyes for a bit but, the squeak of the door wakes me.
"You actually came." I try to get up but my feet are weak.
"I said I was and here I am." he walks towards me.
"You look terrible." he smiles.
"I feel how I look." I look down at my thighs.
"Let me take you out for breakfast." He takes my hand in his.
"I can't leave him." Nathan's gaze goes from me to Chris and he shakes his head.
"How did it happen?"
"He got in a car accident." I try to hold my tears in. Nathan notices, and pulls me up. He wraps his arms around my shoulders.
"He's going to be ok Isabella. All we can do it pray he wakes up." He hugs me tighter to his chest.
"Now please let me get you some breakfast. And showered." He says rubbing my back.
"Do I smell bad?" I sniff.
"No of course not. It's just that you need to let your muscles relax. You're really tense." he then turns me around, and begins to rub my shoulders. He's right. I am tense. My head rolls back, as he continues to work my shoulders.
"Mm that feels good." I murmur.
"Come on lets go. I'm pretty sure you're staying at the same hotel I am."
"Since it's the only hotel in this town." I poke at his side.
We walk out of the room, and it hits me. How in the world did he get into this section of the hospital? I see no pass on him. How did he do it?
"Um Nathan. How did you make it to the room?" I ask as he head for the main door of the hospital wing.
"I kind of nagged Angie to let me use her pass." he smirks down at me.
"I see." I pause as he stands in the middle of a lonely hall. "Can we leave through the back?" I ask.
"You don't want to be seen with me?" his tone is hurt.
"It's not that. I just don't want to deal with the press." I can already hear the paps outside. And I really don't need them to be all over me.
"Ok we'll leave through the back." he begins to walk towards it. Silence takes over, and for once it's peaceful. I haven't gotten peace since I answered Angie's call. And I welcome it with open arms.
When we arrive at the hotel we have to go in through the back since it's also full of paps. Nathan walks me to my room, but doesn't walk in. He goes back to his room. I take a seat on the edge of my bed.
Everything was fine two days a go. What the hell happen in those two days? I still don't know how Chris got into the accident. No cops have showed up to talk to me. And Angie hasn't said anything either. It's all beginning to seem strange to me. Was it an accident? Or was it something else?
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AN: Sorry for the late update, but I had work so it got in the way. The next update will probs be on Friday, or Saturday. Comment, vote, or just be a ghost (Don't be a ghost though) .. Love ya xxxx
