The Fab Five- Pentagonix

Chapter 25- Scott

Scott’s P.O.V.

I had just gotten home from dropping Mark off at Rebecca’s house. He said he needed to clear things up a bit, which I don’t mind because I didn’t need him at my house for what was about to happen. As soon as the front door shut my dad started screaming at me. He said things like “HOW COULD YOU BE SO STUPID,” “WHY HIM,” “ARE YOU SURE IT’S YOURS,” “WHAT HAPPENED WITH HAILY.”  I froze. I had been walking up the stairs, well more like stomping, as he threw these words at me. That last one, I lost it. I ran up the remaining stairs, slammed and locked the door. I collapsed in the floor within two feet of the door. The tears were falling like a waterfall. I hadn’t thought about Haily since that day. Now that my stupid father mentioned it, questions about her, memories about us, everything I tried so hard to forget, came flooding back. My dad was right. How could I be so stupid? Why did I have to drink that night? Why can’t I remember what happened that night? How could I do this to Haily? She was my everything. Am I sure the baby is mine? No, but it doesn’t matter, because I’ve spent the last month falling in love with the baby. The thought of it not being mine, sickened me a little, but Mark wouldn’t do that right? I’ll have to ask him. I looked over at the clock, 6:00. I stood up and walked to my bed. I climbed in and decided I was going to go to sleep. I needed to stop thinking, stop crying. I closed my eyes. BRRRRRRIINNNNNG!!! My eyes shot open. I was asleep for literally ten minutes. I looked up at the device that caused that obnoxious noise. Rebecca was calling me. That’s odd…

“Hello?” I said tiredly.

“Scott…Mark…baby…come to hospital…now” Click.

I only heard part of what she was saying before she hung up. I had heard enough to jump straight up. I already had tears in my eyes as I ran down the stairs.

“DAD! I NEED YOU TO TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL!” I screamed.

Dad opened his mouth to say something, but as soon as he saw the state I was in he closed it. We hopped in the car and he started driving. That was the longest ride I’ve ever taken anywhere. He pulled up at the front instead of parking, which I knew was his way of saying “You’re on your own.” I hopped out and ran to the front desk.

“Mark…Howell” I choked out.

“Room 223.”

I ran, but stopped at the scene in front of me. Rebecca was sitting in a chair in the waiting room rocking back and forth. Alyssa, Vivian, and Claire were all trying to calm her down. I got nervous and looked at the room in front of me. I saw Mark laying in a hospital bed, tears streaming down his face. My eyes traced the rest of his body, but stopped when they reached his now flat stomach. I collapsed to my knees, expecting to hit the hard tile floor. I landed in a small frames embrace. The smell of vanilla and mint filled my nostrils.

“Shhhh, it’s okay…it’s gonna be okay. I’ve got you, it’s okay.” A little voice cooed into my ear. Small circles were being rubbed on my back and I was being slightly rocked back and forth.

“I’m so sorry” I croaked. I wrapped my arms around her small waist. “So sorry.” I cried harder.

“Shhh, its okay.” She whispered, trying to calm me down.

“What happened?” I asked nervously. She grabbed my shoulders and slightly pushed away from my embrace, so that she was looking me square in the eyes.

“He’s gone.” She said in a hushed tone, tears brimming her eyes.

“He…?” I knew what this meant. She nodded her head, her lip quivering ever so slightly. “Little Jerry.” I stated sadly. “My baby boy is gone.” I sobbed into her shoulder. She cried too.

“You need to talk to him. There’s something you need to know.” I nodded and let go of her, missing her body heat almost instantly. I cautiously walked into the room.

“W-What h-happened…” I nervously spoke.

 “He’s gone.”

“My bab-” I started only to be cut off.

“- No. My baby.”

“W-What!?”

“Scott… he wasn’t yours… that night, you refused me, you never cheated on Haily, you never even touched me. You didn’t know that, and I knew I could convince you that it was yours. You were the better option of a father. I’m so sorry.” He finished. I shook my head, tears spilling from my eyes.

“No… No… why… How could you…” I screamed.

“I’m sorry.” I opened the door and slammed it, not caring how loud it was. I marched down the hall, tears fogging my vision. How could I believe him? How could I let him come and tear me and Haily apart? My dad and I apart? I kept walking until I saw a storage closet. I walked inside and cried, screamed. The door opened and I expected it to be a doctor or a cop. I turned around and was met by a muscular man with messy hair. He scooped me up and put me in a chair back inside the waiting room. I looked up and into my father’s sorrowful eyes. He was here, my dad came.

“Dad, I don’t know what to do anymore.”

“You need to talk to someone.” I knew exactly what that meant. There was only one person I could talk to about this. I nodded and stood up. I walked over to the beautiful brunette sitting next to her friends. She looked like as much of a mess as I did. I grabbed her hand and pulled her aside.

“I don’t understand why you’re so sad.” I stated.

“Seeing you like that broke my heart.”

“But why? After everything I’ve put you through.” I said confused.

“Because,” she started, “Because I love you.”

A/N

Heyyyyyyooooo! So that was absolutely depressing. I cried a little… I apologize if it was a little short, but thank you for reading. Be sure to vote or comment and even add to your library. Love y’all! Byeeeee

-H