The Bac, The Benj, and the Merome

Tricks: Alone Time

A/N: So Angel, once again, cannot write ((grooooooooaaaaans)) and I feel terrible that we take longer to write chapters now than we did when we first started so I'ma write a long chapter to make it up to you guys! Sadly, under the circumstances it is possible I'll be the only one writing for a while. (I can practically hear you all crying)

Enough talk! Enjoy!

Kandy's POV (I didn't want to write this hhh)

I watched Mex walked up to me while I leaned against the garage door, waiting for her to make her way up here. Mitch drove away and I struggled to keep myself from crying again. "Hello," She said quietly, after stopping a few feet away from me. "Hey," I replied softly. I stared at her, but she refused to look me in the eyes. We stood like that for a while; all was still. We remained silent. "I'm sorry," She finally said, looking away. I stared at her, my confusion breaking its way through my mask. "Why?" I asked, pushing myself off of the garage door to take a step forward. "I shouldn't have done that," She said, her voice cracking when she spoke.

I recoiled as if she slapped me, not bothering to cover my hurt. Why shouldn't she have done it? Did she not mean it? I refused to let myself cry. Jumping to conclusions would get us no where. "Why?" I asked, pulling my mask back on. "I didn't want to scare you," She told me, her voice breaking again. I laughed, the sound making her jump and look back at me. "Scare me?" I asked, smiling weakly. "You didn't scare me, I was just surprised. I didn't know how to react." I laughed again, shaking my head at her silliness.

She looked up at me, her eyes begging for answers. "I didn't know what to say. We've been dating for what, five years? Six? I can't believe it actually got me," I said, laughing ruefully at myself. "So.... it wasn't just you flat out rejecting me?" She asked slowly, trying to understand. I nodded. "But that's not it." I said, looking up at the clouds before looking back at her. "We're a bit young, huh? I just turned twenty two. Hell, you're still twenty one." I said, laughing. She smiled. "Unless you think I'd leave you...?" I challenged, grinning back.

She shook her head. "We've all the time in the world, love." She told me, grabbing my hand and walking inside.

Mitch's POV

We sat at the dinner table, eating some spaghetti I managed to find lying around. We need to go grocery shopping. Jerome, Preston and Rob looked down at their phones as they ate and I read a book. Finally I gave up and slammed the book down, making them all jump and look up. "You guys are boring as hell. I'll be back." I left the room and grabbed what I needed and came back. Jerome frowned.

"Mitch, you're absolutely terrible with liquor." Jerome said disapprovingly, eyeing the bottle of expensive brandy I clutched in my left hand. I put my other hand on my hip. "Well me getting drunk and doing something dumb would be for more interesting than this," I said, gesturing towards the table. Jerome stood and wrapped one arm around my waist, kissing me as he slipped the bottle out of my hand. I groaned in protest as he took it back to the cabinet. "Not tonight, Mitch." He told me seriously. I frowned at him and turned away, crossing my arms. "Fine."

I wandered into the kitchen while the others watched a movie in the living room. I leaned against the doubter and drummed my fingers on the granite, trying to think my mind around the boredom that encased my mind. I pushed myself off the counter and walked out of the room. "I'm going to Kreamer's!" I called, slipping on my converse. I walked outside and walked down the road, not hurrying. Stopping in front of an alleyway about a block away. I looked at the road to watch cars pass. Suddenly, a hand covered my mouth and yanked me back.

I let out a muffled shriek as I was pushed against the brick wall in the alley. The other hand was on the other side of my head. "Babe, calm down," Said a smooth voice. I raised my eyebrows at the man as the sun revealed his face. I pushed him off of me and crossed my arms. "Jerome, you dick!" I hugged pouting. He wrapped his arms around my waist. "But we never get to be alone!" He whined, clearly unhappy. I scrutinised him for a second before pressing my lips against his. Might as well enjoy this moment.

A/N: Well that was a nice eight hundred words, yes? I am so tired but that's okay cuz I'm still fab af