Sorry, I Love You!

34. Why? Why? Why?

Song of the chapter//  Dreamer by Ozzy Osbourne

Abigail Devon's POV.....

"Hey, what are you thinking, beautiful?" Scot asked me, taking a seat beside me in the hospital couch, in Julie's room. She was currently sleeping, Chris had gone to talk with her doctors, Jed and Selena left about ten minutes ago hence leaving only me and Scot to take care of Julie until Chris returned.

"Nothing." I lied, not wanting to dwell on the matter.

"You know you are a terrible liar."

"I am just worried about Eugene." I finally gave in. I knew how persistent he could be if he wanted so might as well let it all out. "He isn't answering his phone. It's not like him to not answer my calls, you know. And, he didn't even come here when he told me he was leaving for the hospital."

Scot's face fell in disappointment after hearing my reason and I felt a tad bit guilty, remembering his proposal. I knew he was still hung upon me but I love Eugene and I had made it clear to him. I shouldn't be discussing this with him out of all people but I needed someone to tell and he was asking as well.

"I am sorry. I know I shouldn't be telling you all this..."

He shook his head, smiling reassuringly at me. "Don't worry, I am fine. You don't have to feel guilty about it. We are friends first, remember." He said with an easy-going smile. "Talking about Eugene, I am sure he will come around. He might be busy with stuffs. Don't worry about him."

I nodded my head, still unconvinced. I was having a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was wrong. I could only hope that whatever this feeling was, it's not related to Eugene.

Chris returned after a while and told us to retire for the day as Julie wasn't about to wake up any time soon. I put the blankets properly around her before grabbing my purse. Seeing it was already dark, Scot was my ride back home as Eugene wasn't around.

I went up to Chris before leaving. "Take care, Chris and don't hesitate to call me if anything happens, ok."

He nodded with a grateful smile but it quickly slipped off his face replaced by a small frown as he eyed me curiously like he was thinking something difficult and contemplating whether to tell me or not. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, shaking his head but in actual it seemed like he was shaking off the idea that recently entered his mind.

I had grown to known him quite well now so I could tell what's going on with him and right now he was in a dilemma and the reason was not Julie.

"What?" I asked, concerned.

"Nothing." He said then as an afterthought quickly added. "Take care, Abigail. If you ever need anything or any friendly advice, you know where to find me." He said with an utter sincerity. Despite the warm feeling I felt from his kind words, I couldn't help but think that he was hiding something and that something was definitely not something I wanted to know so I let it slide.

"Ok." I replied, engulfing him in a quick hug before making my way out of the hospital.

The ride back home was silent. I wasn't up in the mood to make small talks and Scot didn't make any effort too, knowing my off-mood. He knew me too well to know when to give me space.

For some unknown reason, Chris's words stuck on my mind, completely taking residence inside my head. I knew there was an underlining message to what he said and which I failed to grasp. What was he trying to say? The way he looked at me, it was different from his usual looks he gave me. Something was definitely wrong. I could sense it.