Regret.

Four (by one direction)

  GROUPCHAT:
Bella's POV
   This groupchat is so weird. Our conversations are serious sometimes, and I felt like this would be a serious one. Mitch hasn't joined the group chat, but is continuously texting me things like an apology or a paragraph about how much he missed me.

   Scott: belllllaaaa

  Me: scoooootttt

  Avriel: why are we doing thiiissssss

  Kirstie: I have no damn clue.

  Scott: We need to have serious time.

  Me: what about, scooter

  Kevin: yeah, what about scooter?

  Me: 🖕🏼

  Kevin: hey, be nice.

  Scott: we need to talk about the situation with mitch.

Me: scott, please no.

Kirstie: i think we should, too. he's been really depressed lately.

Me: Kirstie, have you seen the scars on my wrists? he hurt me, and thats all there is to talk about. he had his chance and he blew it.

Me: and scott, please don't make a kelly clarkson reference.

Scott: awhhhh

Kirstie: I know that you're pissed at him. I would be, too. but you need to atleast tell him you're okay.

Me: then i would be lying. if you want to make me be civil with him, i'm not gonna lie to him. that won't get us anywhere.

Scott: what scars?

Me: mitch caused me to try and kill myself. he caused me to think about whether or not i should wake up the next day. i have cuts on my wrists because of him, and on my thighs aswell.

Avriel: damn, bella. I'm sorry.

Me: no...don't apologize. it's not your fault..

Scott: I'm coming over to hug you.

Avriel: same.

Kirstie: i'm in.

Kevin: count me in!

Me: tbh, i really need that.

  About 30 minutes later, there was a knock at my door. I opened up to see Scott, Kevin, Kirstie and Avi. Scott pulled me into his arms, and the rest of them huddled around me.

  Mitch's POV
   "You fucking idiot, Mitch!" I said out loud. I wanted Bella to forgive me. I wanted to see her smile, and laugh, and I wanted to hug her. I wanted to have her listen to me. Not just read something over text, but actually look me in the eye and listen.
    I wanted to cut, really badly. At the same time, I wanted to stay strong for her, and the rest of the band. I wanted to stay strong for myself.
  
   Scott's POV
   Bella was broken. She was absolutely broken, and it hurt me physically to see her in so much pain. All I wanted to do was hold her and make everything okay.
   "Bella, I'm so sorry." I said, breaking the silence.
   "It's not your fault." She sniffled, "You have nothing to be sorry for."
    I pulled her into a hug.
   "Can we see them?" Avi said, his low voice booming around her apartment.
  "Avi, no, she doe-" "No," She said cutting me off, "You can see them."
    She rolled up the sleeves of her sweat shirt to reveal the hundreds of scars, some of them newer than others. I felt a lump form in my throat, but I held it back.
   "They aren't as bad as they were," She replied.
   "Have you done it recently?" Kevin asked her.
   She nodded, "Yesterday, on my thighs."
  I buried my face in my hands, trying to hide the fact that I was on the verge of crying a river.
   "Please, Scott. Don't be upset." She pleaded.
   "I can't help it, Bell." I said. I pulled her into my arms, careful not to touch her wrists to hard.
   "I think I'm gonna go check on Mitch." Kirstie said.
  "Yeah, I'll let you two have alone time. Call us if you need anything." Kevin said and Avi followed him. The three walked out the door.
 
   Bella's POV
    I've never felt safer somewhere other than Scotts arms. He made me feel protected, and I didn't want to leave them.
    "Please, please don't hurt yourself anymore, Bella. You're to beautiful and strong for you to do that to yourself." He said, rubbing his fingers up and down my wrists.
   "Scott, I'm not any of those things." I muttered.
   "Yes you are, Bella. You're all of that and more." He said with a smirk. God, Bella, stop falling for him.
   "Why the hell do I deserve you in my life." I asked.
  "I ask myself the same question about a lot of people, including you." He said and looked up at me, his eyes sparkled.
   Ugh, I wanted to kiss him, so so bad.
  He started leaning in, and I did the same. I felt his lips touch mine, and sparks flew. Our lips moved in sync, and I loved every second of it.
   He pulled back and I immediately craved his lips back on mine.
   "Shit, I'm...I'm sorry." He stuttered, his face red.
   "Scott, look at me." I said and he did. I kissed him again, and he blushed when I pulled back.
  "I love you, Bella."