Thursday, March 5th 2015

293 10 5
                                    

It was the day that we were leaving for Pax, Mitchell and I packed our bags into the taxi and set off for the airport. I was so excited to finally meet all of the Cube guys, especially Sean. Mitchell didn't seem so excited, he was anxious and there was definitely something wrong.

I decided I would ask Mitchell, see what his problem was. He said that nothing was wrong, but I could tell he was lying, I knew him too well. As he turned over to face the window of the taxi, I saw, he had scars, and fresh cuts all up the underside of his arm. I kept quiet about it, but he needed help, fast.

We arrived at the airport. Mitchell, was still not excited, it was starting to worry me, a lot. Maybe he's worried about meeting the Cube guys. Maybe he needs comforting. Maybe. Maybe there's something that he hasn't told me, that I haven't noticed until now. I'm such a bad friend. A good friend would know what to do in times like this.

Alone ~=+=~ A Straubee FanfictionWhere stories live. Discover now