The Missing Pieces

Child.

A/N: Okay, I've decided the ages will be...

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Mitch: 18. Scott: 20. Kirstie: 20. Avi: 23. Kevin: 25.

I know they're kinda young but I wanna continue these books forever so yeah.

Sorry for not updating my brother just had surgery and then I had to see him and dance and homework that I didn't do oops.

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*Mitch's POV*

It's been 20 minutes.

I feel like a four year old that had a temper tantrum and got sent to time out.

Oh wait, I am.

I'm losing control over my brain.

The doctors said that this might happen.

The emotional parts of my brain are immature-

An effect of The Accident.

I can still function like an adult, just sometimes I can't control how I feel.

Someone walks in the room.

I look up.

Kevin.

"Hey Mitch."

Hey Kevin.

"So... Do you wanna talk about what happened in there?"

It was Scott's fault.

"I know... He's in there crying, Mitch."

I'm sorry. My emotions.

"I know. It's hard."

But Scott shouldn't have said that. I suddenly get angry.

"I know. I talked to him. He's really sorry. He said he loves you."

I shake my head. I don't care. I can't talk to him yet.

"That's ok. Do you want to come back in here with everyone?"

I shake my head no.

"Okay. Come back when you're ready." He says and walks out.

I put my head in my hands.

I feel tears stinging at my eyes.

I start humming See Through.

At least I can kind of hum.

The door opens.

"Hey..."

I don't want to talk to him.

I wave.

"Can we talk?"

I can't talk.

"We can still have a conversation, Mitch."

I don't say anything.

"We're never gonna work this out if we don't talk about it. Please..."

He has tears brimming at his eyes.

Scott Hoying doesn't cry over anything, and I can't stand to see him cry.

Okay. I'm sorry. I let my anger out on you.

"I forgive you... But we need to talk about your brain. I think we need to get you checked out. For your mood swings, I mean." He says and cowers back as if I'm going to hit him.