THE DEVIL // MITCHEL CAVE

6

tate's pov:

mitchel pauses for a few seconds before speaking.

"i never loved cassie tate, she's crazy. she was threatening to hurt you and i knew she would. i was doing it for your safety. i broke it off with her the second you walked out the door. she couldn't keep ruining my life, ruining us." he takes in a deep breath.

"we made a deal that if i put her name on one of the songs on the new album, she would never speak to me again. i never invited her the day you came over to let me explain myself. i was so angry she ruined the only change i had to win you back. when i got a call from kras hours later, i knew i was never getting you back."

i stare at him processing every word that came out of his mouth. i believe him. i take his hand and place it in mine. he looks up at me with his teary eyes.

"i believe you."

the second those words leave my mouth, his lips crash onto mine. nostalgia runs throughout my body as our lips touch.

he pulls away and cups both of his hands on my cheeks. he stares into my eyes for a few seconds looking for any regret, he doesn't and he continues to kiss me.

"tate, i love you so fucking much. i never stopped loving you." he says panting.

i pause for a moment to think. "i think i still love you too mitchel."

he smiles and pulls me back in for a kiss. he picks me up as i wrap my legs around his waist still kissing him.

he places me gently onto the bed and removes his shirt as i do the same. he gives me hard fast kisses as we remove our clothes.

"i think i'm going to love you even more." a dirty but good grin appears on his face.

———

i open my eyes to see mitchel peacefully sleeping. i don't really know what mitchel and i are. christian shouldn't know about us yet. he will be dramatic about it and go crazy on mitchel.

i get out of bed and walk into the kitchen. i freeze as i see christian sitting on the couch. it's eight in the morning and he's here?

"hi kras, i didn't except you to be here this early." i sit down next to him.

"i had nothing better to do. do you know where mitchel is? he wasn't home last night."

i gulp. "nope haven't seen him." i smile.

he examines me for a few seconds. "all right. i brought food by the way. it's on the counter."

"okay thanks, i'll be right back." i walk quickly back to my bedroom to see if mitchel is awake. he is.

"good morn-."

"shhhh." i put my hand over his mouth. "kras is here."

his eyes widen. "shit." he whispers.

"he can't know you're here. he will flip out on you."

"i know. i'll wait until he leaves."

"i feel bad leaving you in here alone." i sigh.

"don't be."

he leans in and kisses me softly.

"hey tate i-."

i turn around and see christian standing in the doorway. christian's face filled with anger. he stroms out of my bedroom.

i look back at mitchel. "i'll talk to him."

"good luck."

i laugh and walk out to the living room. "outside." i nudge my head signaling him to follow me.

we walk outside and he stares at me.

"are you serious tate? after what he did to you."

"kras we talked everything through and cleared the air between us."

"well don't come running to me if he hurts you again."

"christian, don't be like that."

"i just don't want to see you get hurt again tate. i don't like to see you hurt, you're basically my sister."

"i promise everything will be okay this time. just give it a chance."

he sighs. "okay fine but i swear to god tate if he-."

"yes, if he hurts me i won't come running back to you and you will kill him blah blah, now let's go back inside." we both laugh and walk inside.

"mitchel it's safe to come out now!" i yell.

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