THE DEVIL // MITCHEL CAVE

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tate's pov:

it's been a few days since i found out that mitchel wrote a song about the girl he cheated on me with. i don't know why it makes me so mad, but it does. i should just get over it, but curiosity is killing me and the album won't be released for a while

mitchel has been staying with christian, now that christian's family was gone. i couldn't let him to stay with me for another night. we weren't even together anymore.

i was going crazy over the thought that mitchel wrote a song about cassie. it made me mad. it made me jealous.

i've barley seen mitchel the past few days. kras has come over a few times to hang out, but other than that, i haven't really been doing much.

i'm sitting on the couch watching netflix as i hear my phone vibrate.

kras
be ready in 10. it's a surprise

thanks for the early warning kras. i quickly get up and get ready. as i'm finishing my makeup kras walks into the bathroom.

"i could've been naked you know." i say playfully.

"good thing you weren't." he winks. "ready?"

"yup!"

i grab my bag and phone. we get into his car and drive off.

"so where are we going?" i ask curious.

"can you let it be a surprise for once."

"you know i hate surprises."

"look we're here." he says as he pulls into a parking lot.

"what is this place?"

"a studio we rented since we are going to be here for a while. mitchel insisted we add one more song to the album, so that's what we are here for. i wanted you to be here for it."

i smile. "i'm glad you wanted me here because you know i'm your number one fan." i send him a wink.

we walk inside the studio and see mitchel and clinton. god i haven't seen clinton in so long.

"hey tate." clinton says as he gives me a hug.

"hey, it's so nice to see you again."

"you too." he smiles.

"hi." mitchel says quick as he gives me a brief hug.

"alright well let's get started." christian says as him and mitchel walk into the voice recording room.

clinton and i sit down in the two chairs that are in the room.

"how have you been?" i ask as he's rummaging through papers. he looks up at me.

"good, you?"

"pretty good." i look over at the papers. "what are those?" i point to them.

"oh, these are the lyrics to all of the songs on the album."

how fucking convenient.

"could i take a look?" i need to see them now before i explode.

clinton looks around the room and sighs. "alright but don't tell mitchel and christian." he hands me the papers and i smile. "i wouldn't."

"i'll be back, i'm going to go see what their up to in there." he says standing up.

"alright."

clinton leaves and i immediately look for the name "cassie" on one of the papers. i found it.

as i read every word on the paper, they sound familiar like it's happened before. then i realize it did happen.

thing song isn't about cassie, it's about me.

more questions fill my head. why would he write about something that happened to me, but use the name cassie? i set the papers down on clinton's empty chair.

during the middle of mitchel and i's relationship, i used to be addicted to drugs. mitchel and i fought a lot while i was addicted.

one time, he found me lying on the bathroom floor with foam escaping from my mouth. i vaguely remember anything from that night, but i remember mitchel saying "tate, don't you overdose. don't do this to me."
reading that last line from the lyrics, i knew it was about me. but why would he use the name cassie?

clinton came back in and i sat up straight and smiled. "the songs look good. i cant wait to listen to them."

"i'm glad you're excited. the boys told me they want you back there."

"oh, alright." i got up and went into the other room. when i walked in, mitchel was singing into the mic while kras was working with the buttons.

"hey tate. come sit." he patted the chair next to him. i sat down in the chair. i leaned back and crossed my legs as i started biting my nails. i only do this when i'm nervous.

kras looked over at me and gave me a confused look. "you alright?"

"yup." i nodded. i could tell he knew i was lying, but he didn't keep digging at me.

i listened and watched mitchel sing. i forgot how beautiful his voice sounded in person. i could listen to his voice for hours. i don't even think he knew i was in here. his eyes were glued to a piece of paper, which i'm assuming had the lyrics on it.

i thought about confronting mitchel about the song. but i don't think now is a good time.

"can mitchel here us right now?" i ask christian biting my nails still.

"no, it's on soundproof."

"can i ask you something?"

he nods and gives mitchel a signal. mitchel stops singing. his eyes meet with mine, with a smile plastered on his face. mitchel then sits down in a chair that's in the room.

kras looks at me waiting for the question. "who wrote cassie?"

he looks at me confused. "did you see the lyrics?"

"no, i saw the name on the list when you showed me it on your phone. i'm just curious who wrote that one." i lied. i felt bad, i really did but i couldn't tell kras about this.

"mitchel wrote the whole thing. usually we both write together, but he wrote this all on his own."

i just nod not knowing what to say. he gives mitchel another sign. he gets up and glances at me before singing again.

———

now that i knew mitchel wrote the song all on his own, made me want to ask him about it even more. it's 1:00am and i cant sleep. i pick up my phone and scroll through my contacts.

me
are you free right now? i need to talk to you.

i set my phone down waiting for a response.

mitchel
on my way.

here we go.

i hear a knock at the door. that was fast. i get out of bed and go to the door. i open it and see mitchel looking amazing. he has black ripped skinny jeans on with his black jacket, his braids hanging in front of his face, and his glasses resting on his face.

i move out of the way so he can come inside. "want anything to drink?"

"no thanks."

i nod and sit down on the couch. he sits down next to me waiting for me to say something.

"i saw the lyrics to cassie." i say bluntly.

his expression changes to shock.

"why did you name it cassie, if it's about me?"

he closes his eyes and sighs. "promise me you will hear me out this time?" 

"i promise." i'm ready to take in whatever he is going to tell me.

whats about to go down? we will see soon :)