My Twisted Life (Scömìche)

Chapter 2: Mitch Opens Up

Scott looked down at his feet. "But what's your reason?" Mitch sat down on the edge of the bed again.

"That's not important." His voice was full of cries threatening to escape .

"Why won't you tell me? Is it something I did?"

Mitch was confused. Why would he think that? "No, of course not!"

Scott felt a tear run down his face. "Then tell me..." His voice was quiet.

"I can't... it would ruin everything... you would leave me and I don't know what I'd do without you."

Scott didn't know what to do. "Mitch, I would never leave you, you're my best friend!"

Mitch's heart sank. The words echoed in his mind. That's the problem, he loved Scott. He wanted him. "Yes you would..."

"Mitch don't do this to yourself! You know I would never leave you. I care too much to be going anywhere."

Mitch smiled slightly maybe he does car e a lot but he can't hurt him. "Then you care enough to forget this ever happened."

Scott looked down. "Okay, for you. But promise me you'll stop."

Mitch's frown deepened "I'll try."

Mitch walked forward and hugged Scott. They made their way into the living room.

"I need to go shopping." Scott said.

"Okay, hurry back. And don't forget about my cuddles later!" Scott smiled "Okay I won't" He closed the door.

Mitch POV
I sat in silence thinking. After almost 5 years he finally found out that I cut. I mean, he knows I did in middle school but he thought I stopped. I wore long sleeves every day so he wouldn't see them. Do I even have to bother anymore? No. Then I started thinking about him. Scott. He's perfect. I know I can't have him. He belongs to someone else. Alex. I hate him with a passion. He doesn't even treat Scott with respect. He treats him like trash, bossing him around. I could treat him so much better than he ever could. I love him more that Alex ever could. I imagined his blue eyes burning into my soul. His lips are perfect for kissing. Oh, what I would do for just a little kiss from him. I felt a tear run down my face. I need him. I picked up my phone and texted him.
--texts--
Mitchy: I need you...
Scotty: What's wrong?
Mitchy: Just come home...
Scotty: Be there in 5
--reality--
I sat my phone down on the couch. I'm gonna tell him about my depression. Except for why. He's the reason. I'm not gonna hurt him like that. I just can't take it anymore. I need someone to help me. Tears started to pour. The door clicked open and Scott walked in.

"What's wrong?!" he asked.

"Sit." He sat down and I stood. I walked into our room and got my diary. I don't think I can say it. He'll just have to read it. I marked the pages I wanted him to read and walked back in. Handing him the diary I sat down beside him.

"Only read the marked pages." You know, the ones that don't have him it.
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