THE DEVIL // MITCHEL CAVE

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tate's pov:

the whole car ride was silence. i didn't feel like speaking to him much, i didn't know what to say anyway.

i pull into my driveway and pause before i turn off my car. i think about my decision right now. letting him back into my life so soon after what he did.

i turn the car off and mitchel follows me inside. my mom only spent the night last night so thankfully, she isn't here.

i turn on the lights and go to my bedroom. mitchel looks around my house as i get him a pillow and a blanket.

i place the pillow down on the couch and his blanket. "do you need anything to drink?" he turns towards me and shakes his head. "no thanks."

"well, goodnight. i'll be in my room."

"night."

i shut the door and get undressed. i throw on an oversized t-shirt and shorts. i remove my make-up and crawl into bed. i plug my phone in and get comfy in bed.

i feel someone shaking me and whispering my name. i open my eyes to see mitchel in only his boxers. "yes?"

"can i sleep with you? i'm lonely and cold out there."

i sigh and move the covers over letting him know he can get in. he smiles and crawls into bed with me. "night." he whispers.

he lays so his back is facing towards me as he's basically on the edge of the bed. i smile and shake my head. i have this weird but good feeling inside me. i don't know if i want it gone or not.

i wake up with my head on something hard. i open my eyes to see mitchel and i snuggled up to each other during the night. i look up at him and see he is still sleeping. i keep looking at him for a few moments admiring how peaceful he looks while sleeping. his hair was a mess though. those messy braids always get me.

i roll over and grab my phone to see i got a text from christian.

kras
did you make it home safe?

i didn't even realize he sent this last night.

me
yes. sorry i didn't answer, i fell asleep. we still on for today? i have a lot to tell you.

kras
you know it ;)

i set my phone back down and roll back over to see mitchel who is already looking at me. he smiles. "good morning."

"morning."

"thank you for letting me stay the night."

"i wasn't going to leave your drunk self with nowhere to stay."

he lets out a small laugh. "yeah." he rubs his head. "i have a killer headache though."

"i bet." i get up and walk into the kitchen grabbing advil and water. mitchel sits down at the island. i give him the pills and water. "thanks." i nod as he downs them.

i can't help but laugh at him. "what are you laughing at?"

"your hair. it's a mess."

he rolls his eyes and laugh. "well if it bothers you that much, you can fix it."

"glady." i smile.

it's weird how fast i am warming back up to mitchel. i didn't realize how much i genuinely missed him. his humor, his smile, how much he cares, and his messy hair.

"sit." i point to the couch. he sits down and i start to untie the hair ties. i separate his braids. i quickly run into the bathroom and grab a brush.

i brush through his hair until there are no knots left and start sectioning his hair. i start braiding one braid after another. i leave the back section alone because i know he likes to put it up in a bun.

"so much better." i say cracking my knuckles.

"thank you." he smiles

"what do you want?" i ask as he sits back down where he was earlier.

"you know what i want." he grins. a nice grin this time.

"why did i even ask." i say playfully.

mitchel's favorite breakfast was pancakes with bacon. as i'm getting the supplies i need, i hear the front door open. "tate i'm." he stops and looks and mitchel. "here?" he says it like a question.

"hey kras." mitchel says it like it's casual.

"um christian come with me." i grab his arm and pull him outside quickly. i shut the door and he looks at me waiting for an explanation.

"what the hell is he doing here?"

"he didn't have anywhere to stay and he was drunk and i felt bad, so i let him spend the night."

he shakes his head. "if he does anything to hurt you again tate, i swear to god i will-."

i cut him off. "kill him? yes i know. it's fine, really."

christian didn't hate mitchel, he hated the fact that he hurt me. and he's afraid it's going to happen again. i'm a little afraid too.

he gives me a small nod and we head back inside. when we walk into the kitchen, mitchel is making breakfast and is now dressed.

"want something to drink kras?" i ask as i open the fridge.

he smiles. "orange juice please." his focus goes to his phone.

i grab the orange juice from the fridge and walk past mitchel. "you didn't have to do that." i whisper and he sends me a warm smile. i grab a glass from the cabinet and pour christian's orange juice into it.

"here you go." i set his cup down and he immediately takes a sip. "thank you."

"so when are you guys releasing the album?" i ask as i sit next to christian on a stool.

kras looks at mitchel and smiles. "that's confidential."

i roll my eyes. "at least let me see the song names."

"that's the only think you get to know."

"fine." i laugh.

"here." christian hands me his phone with all of the song names.

as i'm looking through them there's one song name that catches my eye. cassie. it rings a bell but i cant put my finger on it.

until i do. my heart drops. cassie, who mitchel was fucking while we were dating. that's when our relationship went to shit.

my blood starts to boil, flames arising in my eyes, a storm brewing in my head, knots start to form in my stomach.

i don't let them see the anger rising on me as i keep looking through the list.

"i cant wait to hear them." i smile handing christian's phone back to him with shaky hands.

it's been hours and i cant stop thinking about how he wrote a song about her. so many questions are racing around my mind. it's killing me that i don't get to listen to it. is it a love song? i need to find out the lyrics. it's been over a year since mitchel and i have been together. why is this bothering me?

i have exciting things planned for this story so please stay tuned!