A/N- You might not like this one. If you don't like Alex, then I suggest you get away from all breakable things immediately. Enjoy!
Mitch's P.O.V
----------------"Bye, Mitch! I'm going out!" It's the same excuse everyday. He'll leave at around 7:30 in the evening and I won't see him until 10:00 the next morning.
I don't know where he goes, but it's obviously somewhere he wants to be everyday. We haven't slept together since December, the day after Christmas to be exact. It's April now.
I guess I'll be alone tonight.
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"Mitch, I'm home!" I saw him come through the doorway. "Welcome back, stranger," I mumbled. "What?" he asked. "Nothing," I said and put on a fake smile.
"If I'm allowed to ask, where do you go everyday? I miss you," I said. "The same place I go all the time," he replied. That didn't really answer my question. "Oh," I said quietly. He nodded and sat down on the couch. "Are you gonna stay home today?" I asked timidly. Scott laughed sarcastically, "Of course not. I'm sorry, Mitch, you know I can't."
I sighed. "But I don't even know where you go!"
"It's none of your business!" he yelled.
"I deserve to know where you go!"
"Drop it, Mitchell!"
"No!"
"Fine!" He got up and walked out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him.
I looked out of the window and saw him get into his car. I ran down the stairs, got into my car, and followed him. Like I said earlier, I deserve to know. He pulled into a driveway. A tall, muscular, blonde man came out of the house. Scott ran into his arms and immediately started kissing.
I gasped and ran into the car. I drove home. How could he!?
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He walked in the room and started walking upstairs.
"Scott, stop," I said. He stopped and looked towards me. "Yes?"
"What is that?" I asked, pointing to a small bruise on his neck. "Nothing."
"Where were you?" He rolled his eyes, "I already said that this isn't your business." He continued walking away. "Why are you cheating on me!?" He turned around immediately, "You followed me!?"
"YES!"
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?"
"WHY ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME," I snapped.
"MAYBE BECAUSE ALEX IS BETTER THAN YOU!"
That hurt. I put my face in my hands and ran to my room. "Mitch, no! Wait!"
I didn't open the door. "Leave!" He sighed, "I'm sorry, Mitch."
And he left.
A/N- Part 2?
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