The Missing Pieces

Conflict

A/N: Heyyy.

My chorus teacher is gonna kill me because my friends and I went into her room and flipped over all the chairs and apparently she's infuriated.

I did send her an apology email though but I'm stressed out.

Here's a chapter ily bye and Scott's outfit is above.

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*Mitch's POV*

Jerk.

He's a jerk.

I knew this wasn't gonna work out.

I knew he'd go crawling back to Alex.

When I saw them making out it was just confirmation.

Confirmation that I'm not good enough.

I'm awkward, quiet, suicidal, depressed...

The list goes on.

I lay down on my bed and just cry.

I've done a lot of that.

I'm weak.

Yeah, I have biceps.

I'm mentally weak.

I can't handle a little hate comment or someone yelling at me.

I seem to do that a lot.

I get a text from Kirstie.

Kirst ;): Rehearsal in ten at Avi's!

I groan and quickly reply. I pull on some shoes, wondering if Scott will show up.

I walk to Avi and Kevin's place, as it's just down the street.

I knock on the door.

"Come in!" A deep voice yells from inside.

I walk in to see Avi, Kevin, and Kirstie.

"Where's Scott? I texted him like five times." Asks Kirstie.

I don't know.

"What? You live together." Says Kirstie.

I know.

"If he doesn't show up he's gonna be in trouble. You guys have a performance later." Our manager, Jonathan says.

I nod.

About an hour later, Scott walks in. "Sorry I'm late."

He stumbles over to where we are.

Vodka.

I immediately smell the alcohol.

Jonathan sure is gonna kill him now.

"Ssssorry I'm late." He slurs.

"Scott...are you drunk?" Kevin asks, obviously already knowing the answer.

"What? No. I'm here for rehearsal. Let's sing!"

He starts to sing a note- terribly, might I add.

What do we do?

I don't know. Kevin signs.

Thank god we all know sign language. It helps when you're trying to gossip too.

"Put him in the guest bedroom." Avi says.

Kevin gets up and grabs his arm. "Come with me, Scott. We're gonna go back here for a little bit. Just take a little nap. Are you tired?"

Thank goodness he's so sensible.