Alone ~=+=~ A Straubee Fanfiction

Saturday, March 7th 2015

The others have arrived, Mitchell and I are staying in our own hotel room. I'm staying with him in case the inevitable happens. No, I can't think that way, that's not going to happen. He doesn't seem to be improving, he seems to be getting worse. That's a bad thing.

Sean and I have been on a few dates, I'm always worried about Mitchell, I thought about telling Sean because I thought he ought to know, after all, they are best friends.

As I was telling Sean, I had a phone call from Will, I decided to ignore it, the only person who knew I was going on this date was Mitchell. It rang again, so this time I answered it.

"Hello? What's up Will?" I asked.

He answered in a panicked tone, "Hello, Bee? It's Mitchell, come back, quick!"

I hung up. We paid our bill and rushed back home, luckily, missing all the red lights.

I ran up the stairs, the lift was too slow, and darted down the hallway to our room. There were paramedics everywhere.

I instantly knew what was wrong.