You know i make you wanna scream..

The nurse helped me have a shower, and I was just back in bed and feeling clean, when Zacky came in. He had a bag in each hand.
'Hey. You look a bit better.' he smiled, as he put the bags down on the table that had one arm, so I could have it over my bed.
'I feel it.' I sighed. 'I just had a shower.'
'Good. Where's Matt?' Zacky frowned, looking at the empty chair to the right of me.

'I insisted he went home and cleaned himself up, instead of worrying about me.' I rolled my eyes. 'He'll probably be back in about an hour, though, knowing him.'
Zacky sighed, 'Yeah, even though you're okay now, he's still undeniably worried about you. When I got the call from him in the ambulance, I thought you were actually dead.' he shivered lightly. 'It was terrifying, to say the least.' Zacky took a thermo flask out of the bag, some napkins, a spoon, a bowl, a bottle of water and a glass. He laid it out on the table and pushed it towards me.
'Bon apetit.' he smiled.
'Thank you so much, Zacky. So what actually happened after Matt found me? I forgot to ask him.' I put a spoonful of the soup into my mouth, and nearly moaned in delight. It was delicious.

'Got it from your favourite place, the Bistro.' he winked. 'Well, I got a phonecall about 5 pm, and it was Matt, so I answered it, and he could barely speak he was panicking so much. All I could make out was 'Can you meet me in OC Hospital, Eleanor's unconscious'.. so I dropped what I was doing, and literally nearly killed myself getting to the hospital as fast as I could.' he sighed, 'When I got to the hospital, you were conscious because they gave you a shot of adrenalin. You could barely speak, though, cos of all the medication they had given you. You were in a bad way. They thought you were bleeding internally at one stage, but then they realised that you had, um.. lost your little girl when you started losing a huge amount of blood from the um, nether regions..' he blushed slightly.

I felt a lump in my throat but tried my hardest not to cry. 'I was by Matt's side for all of it. They then approached him and told him they would have to..take out the baby, that they really had no choice.. honestly, El, in all the years I've known Matt, I have never seen him cry the way he did. He bawled like a child. It broke my heart. At this stage, you were literally comatose from all the medication, so they brought you up to this gynaecology ward, and..they did it. You were then brought out, and down to the ward you're in now.' he said, sighing.
'What happened to Isabelle? How did Matt get her away from me?' I frowned, confused.

'Well,' Zacky said, 'Matt told me when he found her attacking you in the hall, he pushed her out the front door and she smacked her head off the concrete, but after that, she fled. Obviously, the police got involved as the attack kind of looked like a domestic, even though they knew it wasn't. They caught her anyway, and she was in custody until yesterday. I'm not sure what's happening now.'
'Has she contacted you?' I said, angry at just the thought of her. She was the one who was responsible for me losing my baby.
'No, and she's lucky she hasn't.' Zacky spat. 'I want her dead just as much as everyone else does. Her being my ex doesn't change anything. What she did was psychotic, malevolent, life ruining and horrible. I heard one of your best friends is going to kill her, and I'm not joking. Like, literally, murder her.'

'Not before I do.' I growled. I was going to get Isabelle, and I was going to make her feel such pain, she wished she was dead. I was going to make her feel how I felt when she was attacking me, and how much pain I felt now, emotionally and psychically. I would stop at nothing. For Aimee Tegan, for Matt, for me.
'El, you're in a fragile state. You can't try to kill people like this. Leave it to your friend.' Zacky put his hand on my arm, trying to calm me.
'I am going to watch her writhe in pain, and I am going to be the one who inflicted that pain on her, you watch me, Zacky, I will.' I growled staring straight ahead. 'Maybe not today, not tomorrow, not the next, but it will happen.'

Notes

just a little filler :3
so what way should Isabelle die then? mwahahah