What Secrets Lie Behind Baby Blue Eyes-- A Ben Bruce/ Asking Alexandria Fic

If Trust is What Makes us, Then What Breaks Us?

I woke up in a hospital bed, freezing, uncomfortable, surrounded by tubes and wires and the incessant beeping which originally was my cause to wake.

"Zora? Zora hey baby." Michael, my boyfriend was acting odd, really clingy to be precise.

"What the hell happened, why am I in the hospital?" My throat was incredibly dry.

"You overdosed on OxyContin and heroin." He murmured in concern.

I sucked in a deep breath, "Did I lose the baby?" He shook his head, his black hair looked incredibly messy, but it didn't bother me.

"They were shocked you didn't, your heart had stopped on the way here, Ben and I were alternating shifts, you were out for a few days." I reached my hand out to touch his hand that rested on the side rail of the bed.

"Ben was here? You should call him, I wanna talk with him for a bit. Ooh these are pretty." I went from serious adult to a young child at the sight of all of the flowers in the room, especially the bouquet of red roses on bedside table, "Did you get me these?" His fingers were twined with mine.

"No, Ben did, he got a bouquet for every day you didn't wake up, fourteen of them in total." I frowned in disappointment, "He brought these this morning, he would stay with you in the mornings and I nights, I curled up with you and sang to the baby..." He was boring me, yeah yeah he was a great boyfriend.

"Michael, will you call Ben please?" I had to stop his rambling and pee, "and somehow tell someone I need to piss." There was no way in hell I was going to piss in a bag like an invalid.

"Nurse." He yelled out the door.

"Hello how may I hel- Michael Vampire and Zora Cassells in one room, what do you need?" She clearly was a fan and she didn't look much older than me.

"I need to piss but not in a damn bag, I wanna get up and move around." She was stunned, "I've been awake for ten minutes fort he first time in four days..."

"Alright we can get the catheter out right now." She murmured going to wash her hands and put on gloves.

"Michael I may have had sex with you but please... Leave the room, I don't need you to see this, and while your out there give Ben a call."

He got up and left the room while the nurse did her thing, "So you two are together?"

"Yeah, we have been for almost a month, he's really a sweetheart." I slid off the edge of the bed when she was done my legs supporting me enough to get me to the toilet to relieve myself.

"You're pregnant!?" She squealed, she must have been reading my chart. I left the bathroom chuckling.

"Yeah, it's hell, don't ever get pregnant." I looked down at my tummy which was slightly poking out.

"How far along?" I shrugged.

"I don't know, I just found out six days ago, but I already have a tiny bit of belly, I probably should see a obstetrician." She nodded.

"We could get one down here, just relax for a bit, you're still recovering from your overdose." she murmured.

"I know." I murmured sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Zora, Ben's on his way, he's bringing your brother." I smiled.

"I'm going to need to get cleaned up."

"Alright."

"We can get one down here for you." I lay back in the bed staring at the ceiling, counting the number of times the bright flourescent bulb would fluctuate in brightness.

"Hey sleepy." I heard a familiar voice chime- Ben. For some reason he was able to make me smile.

"Hi Ben." I got up, hugging him tightly, he smiled.

"You've got a bit of a bump there." he whispered placing his hand on my flat but growing abdomen.

I felt an odd warmth when he touched me, it was friendly, pleasant and almost wanting.

I blinked seeing a woman in the doorway in pink scrubs, her frizzy red hair was definitely fitting, "Zora Cassells?"

"That is me." I smiled.

"I'm Doctor Roberts." she murmured, "Which one of you is the father?" I shook my head causing her to frown, "Honey how far along are you?"

"I don't know, but if it's a month or more then it's probably not his..." I pointed at Michael, "Then it could be Cam..." I whispered.

"Alright we're gonna do a sonogram, which may make those two uncomfortable." The OB chimed.

"They're fine." She propped my feet up in stirrups and went to her business with the sonogram, which was incredibly uncomfortable. I smiled watching the screen.

"See that there? That's your baby, and your baby looks at least six weeks." I bit my lip, six weeks? I had known for sixteen days and five weeks before that I had gotten with Chris, Ben, Ronnie, Angelo and Ghost.

"Um, is there any way you could give me an exact number of weeks and maybe a date of when I could have concieved the baby?"

"No, late october is all I could say based on the developent of the baby."

"Not early november?"

"Nope. Maybe the first of november, but not much later than that." She murmured.

That really narrowed it down to Chris, Ben and Ronnie.

I looked at Ben, then at Michael.

"Zora I'm gonna go home for a while, you can chat with your likely baby daddy." Michael suddenly was acting like a prick?

"Michael, I thought you would be more supportive." I blinked, sitting up.

"Yeah that was when I at least had a chance to be the father, I'm out, I'll see you whenever, we're done." I sat there, stunned.

"Michael, I thought we had an agreement.."

"Heh, fuck that, later." he murmured leaving the room.

I pulled my knees into my chest, I don't know how I could fare as a single Mom, I felt a sudden flood of emotions overcome me and the tears began to flow.

"Zora, I'm here." Ben whispered, "Shh it's okay." He wrapped his arms around me, which made me have a slight flashback of him trying to force me to stay.

"Ben, Ben stop please." I pulled away.

"Zo." he let me go, "I was drunk that night, really drunk, I've been sober since, I thought that-if I could keep you, I would never have to worry about stuff like this." He looked like hell, "Zo I wanted to make things up to you..." He was crying.

"Please stop crying." I swung my legs over the edge of the bed holding his head in my lap, "I don't need this heaviness in my life right now, you're forgiven Ben, granted you really hurt me when you called me a whore and I'm still hurting." I ran my fingers through his curly brown locks.

"Stay with me..." He whispered, "Come live with me, you don't have to be mine, I have a spare bedroom and I live closer to the hospital." He looked up at me, his eyes glistening from crying.

"I'll stay with you..." I wanted to take him back badly, but I still felt like he needed to earn my trust back, what these next few months would hold I could never guess, with a kid on the way, living with my ex and going on tour, I didn't know if I was going to break, but what I did know is that I was going to have to grow up and stop being a kid, not for me, but for my baby.