Ice Cold | ✓

bea comes back

I woke up in a room full of white, feeling like trash. Am I in heaven? I looked around, but then I saw the beds next to me and the needle going into my arm. The hospital.

I ripped the needle off, not caring what would happen, and walked to the room which I presumed was the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and the events of yesterday came rushing back into my head. The guns, the gang, me killing Jimmy, and James. My face formed a frown as I thought of him. Was he still here? Did he still care?

I had washed my face, and was sitting on the bed reading a book that was in one of the drawers in the room when the door opened. The nurse walked in and dropped the plate she was holding in her hands. I smiled at her, as if to say I was sorry that I scared her. A few moments later, it hit me. First of all, I was supposed to be sleeping and the nurse probably thought I was a crazy. Second, I smiled. It was not a smile that didn't reach my eyes or even a smirk, but I had smiled.

"You scared the hell out of me!" She said while laughing at how shocked she was. She was in her late 40's and had a caring smile on her face. "What on earth are you doing up?" She asked me while picking the plate up. "Oh I woke and I was bored so I decided to read this book that was in the cabinet." I said, flipping the book around and looking at the cover again. "Oh dear, you shouldn't have gotten out of bed like that, you could've gotten hurt." She said genuinely. And then slapped her forehead and said, "I should call the doctor.

And before I could say anything, she ran out the door.

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James was confused, for several reasons. He had seen Bea kill a man yesterday, and yet, the love he had for her forced him to save her from the burning warehouse. James was sitting outside of the hospital, cigarette in his hands, sulking in the corner where he couldn't be seen. The burning cigarette made him think of when him and Bea were together, how she would always tell him that they were no good for him. James couldn't help it though, he had been undercover for the longest time, until Jimmy came along, as if he had rose from the dead, and asked him to help him do something very important. Of course, he had to obey, since Jimmy had once been his gang leader, even though James thought that he had been freed from that when Bea's gang had killed everyone from our gang.

Little did James know, that important meant that he was going to be meeting the love of his life once again, because of the same man that had torn them apart. James didn't know why Bea had left him all those years ago, he just knew that he had been betrayed. He knew from the beginning that this little affair that they had would never turn out well, but it had just happened. He didn't understand that even after Bea had broken his heart so many years ago, he was still very much in love with her. James hadn't been able to get her out of his head since that night. He had seen the way her cold, grey eyes had flashed with love and regret when she looked at him right before killing Jimmy.

James was supposed to be disgusted with her, for killing Jimmy, but honestly he wasn't. Jimmy was thankful that that man was finally gone. He knew that he had killed Bea's brother, he was a heartless man which perhaps is why he was so good at what he did. He deserved what he got, and he knew now, that he would love Bea no matter what tried to come in between them. James was going to get her back, no matter if he killed himself doing it. And with this thought, he threw the cigarette behind him, and opened the doors to the hospital, climbed up the stairs getting ready to face his love, like he had done so many times already in the past ten hours.

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I was sitting in my hospital bed waiting for the time to pass by so I could be out of here already. The doctor had come by already to give me one last check. He said that I only had a few burns on my skin, nothing else, and that I would be able to go home by this afternoon. After the doctors had left, Sean, Kacey, Kaleb, and Jack had all rushed into the room, despite the nurses' efforts to stop them, and surrounded my bed with flowers, teddy bears, balloons, and candies. Kacey was in tears, and she had thanked me over and over again for coming to save her with the gang, who she had learned about while waiting for me to wake up. There was still a few things that I was concerned about, and I had stopped Sean from going out of the room to get some things straight first. "Hey Sean?," I asked softly. "Yeah, is something wrong Bea?" He asked me, the dark circles under his eyes showing under the light. "I have some questions." I said, suddenly finding interest in my tattered hospital sheets.

Sean sat down on my bed and smiled, "Go ahead." So I did. "What happened to Natalya?" I asked him, my eyes flashing with anger at that traitor bitch. "S--She died in the warehouse during the fire." He said to me, looking at the floor. My eyes widened and I suddenly felt like crying. What's wrong with you, she hurt you Bea, why are you feeling remorse for her? Then I realized that Natalya was once my best friend, and that I did love her very much, no matter how much she might've hurt me, she didn't deserve to die like that. She was just a teenager who was on the chase, stuck into a place she never should've stepped into. She was just like me, and I had a feeling that we could've fixed things if she was still here. And with that last thought, a tear slipped out of my eyes and everything came crashing down. There was a tightening in my chest and the walls that I had spent so much time building came crashing down, and all of my memories starting from when I joined the gang came rushing to me. At that moment, I realized how fucked up my life was, and the tears came one after one. Sean grabbed my hand and wiped my tears away, understanding that I didn't need a hug right now, but just some comfort. Soon, I calmed down and realized that there was mo point of crying now, but there was something else. I felt different, as if everything in the past was now the past and a new page of my life was being created. I felt happier than ever now, laying here in my hospital bed, and realizing that everything was over now.

That was until the room door creaked open. Thinking it was just one of the doctors coming for a checkup, which I really didn't want right now, I lifted the sheets on top of me and shut my eyes, pretending to be asleep. I heard soft footsteps and then someone sat down in the seat beside my bed. The person grabbed my hand and started moving their thumb across my thumb. My heart started racing. It couldn't be who I thought it was. I then realized that I hadn't asked Sean about who had saved me and if it really was who I saw at the warehouse. But now, as I felt his hand move a strand of my hair out of my face, I knew that what I had assumed was right. He was really here, and my heart was on overdrive, as if it knew that it's other half was close. There were tingles all over my body from just one thing he had done. He lifted my hand up to his lips and kissed it. I gasped and opened my eyes, seeing familiar stone grey eyes, silver hair, and a perfect jawline. He was still as beautiful as ever. James.