Regret.

Fourteen

     Mitch's POV

   As we drove to the studio, Bella's breath picked up.

  "Bella," I said, taking her hand in mine, "It'll be okay."

  She didn't reply. She just nodded.

  "What if I get Scott in trouble? What if I get you in trouble? Marcus will come after you!" She exclaimed, burying her face in her hands.

  "Bella, calm down. You won't get us in trouble, and we'll handle Marcus." I reassured her.

  "No, Mitch. He'll come after you. He told me he would. He said that he wanted me and you in his hands. We need to leave here," She sobbed.

  "He won't find us on tour, I promise." 

  "He won't give up on me, Mitch. He won't give up on me, or you, and eventually he'll figure out about me and Scott and he'll want to get him, too. That'll be my fault." She said quietly.

  "We'll figure this out," I told her as we pulled into the parking lot of the studio.

   Bella's POV

  My heart was racing as we pulled into the studio. I shouldn't be as nervous as I am. I mean, it's just opening up to people. I need to stop freaking out.

  "You ready?" Mitch asked me as I unbuckled my seat belt. 

  "Yeah," I breathed and opened the door.

   I got out of the car and walked to the door of the studio. When I got inside, I was greeted by Scott.

  "Thank god you're okay," He mumbled as he pulled me into a hug. I immediately calmed down and felt safe for a second. 

  "Did he touch you? I swear to god if he did I'll-" "Scott," I said cutting him off, "I'm okay."

  "It just scared me to death, Bella. I don't want anyone hurting you." He said with worry clear in his voice.

   "But he didn't!" I told him. "I'm right here. He just said awful things to me, and I won't freak out as much when we leave for tour."

  "What did he say to you?" Scott asked me as Mitch walked in the studio.

  "He wants me back. And he wants Mitch, too." I explained and Scott's jaw clenched.

   "I won't let that happen, Bella. I promised to keep you safe, and I don't care what happens to me, as long as you're okay." He said and looked me straight in the eye.

  "Are we gonna tell the rest," I asked him. "Mitch already knows." I looked back at Mitch who was holding Aphrodite. I smiled at the fact that she liked him so much.

  "We need to." He said sadly.

  "Scott, don't stress over Marcus." I said as I pulled him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his head in my neck. 

  "We need to tell them," I said, patting his back.

  "Okay," He replied with a deep breath and took my hand, walking me back to the room that the rest of Pentatonix was in.

  "Hey, guys." Everyone said in unison. 

  "Hey!" I said cheerily and Scott's eyes widened. 

  "We left Mitch in the lobby, I'd better go get him." Scott told me, trying to make an excuse to leave.

  "No, Scott. He's watching Aphrodite. It's fine." I said through my teeth.

  He nodded and sat down beside Avi on the couch, and I sat in front of him.