Regret.

Three

   Bella's POV
    It's been a couple of hours since I've left the hospital. Ashleigh hasn't left my
side, and Mitch hasn't left my mind. I'm not ready for him yet, but I want him in my life again.
    "Bella, do you want to go and get some coffee?" Ashleigh asked me, her eyes glued to her phone screen.
   "Sure," I replied, "Can you get me my leggings?"
   "Yeah, I'll be back in a second." She said and walked out of the room.
   I sat in silence for a moment, until it was broken by an annoying buzz coming from Ashleigh's phone. At first instinct, I picked it up and looked at the screen.
   
   Mitch🍓:
   tell her I love her, okay?

   My heart dropped and I threw the phone off the bed. I burst into tears, feeling guilty for some reason. The amount of hate I had for him was indescribable, but so was the amount of love. I had to push him away, so that's what I'll do.
    "Here, queen!" Ashleigh said as she threw my leggings at me.
   "Thanks," I muttered and shuffled into my bathroom to change.
   I slipped on the leggings and put a sweatshirt over my tee. I threw my uggs on and put my hair up into a messy bun. I walked out of the bathroom and grabbed my phone off the bed.
   "Why's my phone on the ground?" Ashleigh asked me.
   "I guess it fell off the bed," I muttered, "Let's go, yeah?"
    I pulled her up and we walked out of my house.
   "Are we driving or walking?" She asked me when we got outside.
   "I feel like walking," I said.
   "You're not gonna pass out?" She said worriedly. 
   "No, Ash. I'm over that. Let's go." I demanded, my voice sounded like a five year olds.
   "Alright, babe." She giggled, "Calm down."
    We walked and talked for a bit until we got to Starbucks. We walked in the door and I sat down at a table. Ashleigh went to get our drinks. I didn't notice until now that Ashleigh had left her phone on the table, along with her other things like keys and her wallet.
   *buzz*
  I immediately got anxious. I looked down and played with the sleeve of my sweatshirt.
   "You good, Bells?" Ashleigh asked me when she sat down.
   "Perfect!" I said cheerily and faked a smile. I took a sip of my coffee and looked at my phone.
   "Bella, can I give Scott your number?" Ashleigh asked me out of nowhere. I've always kind of had a thing for Scott.
   "Yeah, sure. You can give it to the rest of them, too." I said with a grin.
   "Even Mitch?" She asked.
  "As long as he knows I won't reply." I giggled, "I'll let him talk to me, and I'll read his messages, but I have no interest what-so-ever of talking to him."
   "Well, I guess thats a start." Ashleigh laughed. I grinned and sipped at my drink. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.
   "Have you sent them my number yet?" I asked anxiously.
   "Yup!" She replied, popping the 'p.'
   My stomach dropped and I reluctantly grabbed my phone.
  
   Unknown:
    Hey, Bell! It's Scottie.

  "Well, Scott didn't wait to text me." I giggled as I typed my reply.
 
   Me:
  Hey, Scoot.

  "Cool! You ready?" She asked.
  "Yea-" I got cut off by my phone buzzing again. I expected it to be from Scott, and it was, plus the rest of Pentatonix.

    Scoot: Groupchattttt

   Avriel: okayyyyy

  Kirstie: why scott

  Kevin: yeah, why?

  Mitch: alright queens, i don't need people blowing up my phone.

  "Ashleigh," I said flustered.
  "Mm." She mumbled and looked up at me.
  "Scott put me in a group chat with literally everyone in PTX." I said, anxiety filled my voice.
  "Well, say something so they know you're not dead." She laughed. Hesitantly, I grabbed my phone and started typing.

   Me: a groupchat? really? thanks, scott.

  My phone started blowing up.

Scott: Anytime! 😉

Kirstie: who dat?

  Me: i-g-g-y

  Mitch: cute, but really! tell meeee! mommys getting intrigued.

I laughed at Mitch's comment as Ashleigh and I walked out the door.
   "Whatcha lookin at, babe?" She asked me.
   "This groupchat. I regret replying." I said, honestly.

  Avriel: wait, is that Bella?

  Mitch: .....

  Me: is it, lumberjack?

  Avriel: yep. definitely bella.

  Me: ding ding!

  Scott: I'm surprised you replied.

  Me: that makes two of us, scotty.

  Mitch has left the groupchat

Me: well, shit.

Kevin: watch your mouth!

Me: kevin, just because you went to yale doesn't mean you can talk.

Kirstie: damnnnnnnn

Scott: ^^

  Avriel: I want coffee.

   "Hey, queen." Ashleigh said when we got home.
   "Yeah?" I replied.
   "You and Scott?"
   "He wouldn't ever like me, Ash." My heart dropped a little as I said that. I know that we just met, but I felt like I could trust him, and the rest of the band more than I could Mitch.

Soooooo, next chapter will be dedicated to texts in the gc bc why not?