Scömíche One Shots

A Year Without You

Dedicated to flygirl1
Ok, so this is for a one-shot contest, so, let's get started!

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February 14, 2015

Today marks the first day in a year without you Scott. I don't think it'll be easy, but I'll try and make it. For you. I know you probably don't want to see me ever again. I don't deserve to see you. I screwed up. Bad. I didn't mean to kiss him. I was drunk, but that's not an excuse for what I did. I shouldn't have been near Travis. Everyone makes mistakes though.

~Mitch

February 22, 2015

I already feel insane, and it hasn't even been ten days. I'm pathetic, aren't I? I relyed on you for so long that it's hard for me to function without you. I miss your smiles. The way you laughed. I miss kissing you. But I just had to mess up.

I should write more. It'll make things easier.

Oh, wait. I have something. I saw you with Alex. You looked so happy. Happier than when you were with me.

Did I bring you down, Scott? If I did you could have told me. I would have changed.

You did spend a lot of time with Alex. Were you cheating on me Scotty?

If you were, why'd you get so mad at me? You were doing it to.

~Mitch

March 3, 2015

It is so hard without you, Scott.

I cry all the time. I've given up on eating. I only get up to get medicine.

You did this to me. It is your fault. Not mine.

I didn't want this. I messed up. You were actually cheating.

I loved you Scott. I still love you.

This is only the beginning too. I still need to be alive for months.

I want to be able to turn twenty-three before I die. That is my goal.

I also want to be there for when you turn twenty-four. I need to be alive until September 16. That is so far.

I don't know if I can make it Scotty. I want to make it.

I will not make it.

~Mitch

March 15, 2015

I'm insane.

I'm crazy.

I have been for a year. When you met Alex...

It is his fault too. He made me mad. You loved him.

I was so hurt, and you didn't know.

You left me Scott.

I love you.

~Mitch

April 13, 2015

I cannot do this.

I cannot stay.

I have nowhere to go. Kirstie kicked me out.

You lied to her. You said things about me.

I know you did.

People on Twitter are worried. They do not know where I am. I do not either.

Tell them I am gone. For me?

If they know I no longer exist, they will not worry.

If they even care. They might not.

They might pretend just because of Scömìche. That still exists to me.

Our ship name.

I always loved the way it was different than others.

It was more special than Scolex. It was more thought through.

It was not just two names put together. It was perfect.

  ~Mitch

July 4, 2015

Twenty days.

Twenty day until my birthday.

Then I can go.

I am so excited.

~Mitch

July 10, 2015

The days are going by so slow.

I want to be gone.

I am ugly now. I always was.

People notice me on the streets. They ask why I am not with you or Pentatonix.

I do not answer.

They say I have let myself go.

I tell them I know.

I hide a lot now. I hide anywhere I can.

I am hiding in a bush right now.

I have been through a lot.

I was beat. I was raped.

But that is what happens I suppose.

I miss you. I want you to come back to me.

I love you.

~Mitch

July 23, 2015

One day. One day.

I can leave in one day.

I can go. I can be free.

Will I go. I will be free. I cannot wait.

I will always love and want you.

~Mitch

July 24, 2015

I am finally free.

Goodbye, Scott.

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I hope I did good. Probably not. Anyways. Love y'all! Stay fcute!