My Twisted Life (Scömìche)

Chapter: 4 Finally.

Scott POV

I didn't believe that was where he was going. I texted Kirstie and she hadn't seen him. Then I saw his phone sitting on the couch. He forgot it. It was on too. I picked it up and began to snoop. I read his texts and soon enough I came across Travis'. I read them. He went back to Travis? So much for breaking up with Alex for him... I was going to do that today actually. I was going to tell him I love him. So much for that. Maybe I should read more of his diary. He will never find out anyways. I got up and walked to our room. I searched until I found it, under his pillow. Opening the book, I went to page 1. I read every single diary entry from front to back.
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Dear diary,
I can't take it anymore, I'm going crazy. It hurts more and more every day seeing him with someone else. I love him. I need him. Scott. The light to my dark. The happy to my sad. The only joy I have in life is when I'm with him. Also the worse times of my life. I always think about how he belongs to someone else. His heart is already taken. Alex. I hate him. Only because he loves Scott. But he doesn't love him as much as me. No one does/could. He has my heart and doesn't even know. He will always have it. I wish I had his. I need help. The dark days are growing darker and all I can do is cry. I'm breaking down more and more. He almost caught me today. He almost caught me cutting too. IDK what I'm going to do... IDK how much longer I can keep trying.
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Dear diary,
I had to go to Travis' today. He didn't beat me this time. I watched cartoons while he went out and screwed his ex-girlfriend. Oh well. I can't write much today. Scott's almost home. Scott. He's beautiful. His blue eyes. His perfect lips. His face is perfect. His body is perfect. His hair is always perfect. Everything about him is perfect. Oh, there he is, Bye!
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I closed the book. That one was from yesterday. A tear slid down my cheek. I took the diary back in and placed it where I found it. He's in love with me? Oh. I laid down onto the couch and stared at the ceiling. I Love him. Yet, I've caused him all of this pain. How could I be so stupid? I ended up crying myself to sleep.
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Mitch POV
I walked into the apartment. Scot's sleeping on the couch. I walked over and shook him.

"Scott come on you need to get in bed." He opened his eyes.

"Mitch!" He yelled and sprung up. He pulled me into a deep, tight hug.

"Um... Scott?" He backed up.

"Let's go to bed." We went to the bedroom and I laid down. Scott went around to the other side of the bed and laid down too. I sat my head on the pillow. My back was to him. He tapped on my shoulder and I turned to look. He had his arms opened inviting me to cuddle. Yes! I scooted over and he wrapped his arms around me. We soon drifted off to sleep with the sound of each other's heartbeats.
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The next morning I woke up with long arms still wrapped around me. I looked up at him and smiled. He was still asleep. Here's my chance! I placed a small kiss on his chin. I put my head back down in his chest and closed my eyes. I felt lips on my forehead so I looked up. Oh, he's awake. Great.

"Morning Mitchie!" He said.

"Morning Scotty!" I replied.

"Do you need up?" I laughed.

"What? No!" I squeezed him.

He giggled a bit. "Good."

"Good?" I asked.

"Yea I want to cuddle more" he answered. My smile widened.

"Me too."

"But," he said

"I need to make a phone call. Could you hand me my phone?" I handed it to him.

He dialed the number and I saw the screen. Alex? Then he picked up the phone. I could hear him. I was close to his face. "Hey Alex." He said 'hey' I heard from the other side. "Listen... we need to talk." 'About what?' "Okay... so.. I think we need to break up..." Silence. 'Oh. Okay. I have to go... Ill ttyl?' I could hear the cries threatening to escape. "Alright, bye." He hung up the phone.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Eh, he treats me wrong. He bosses me around. And I know someone who could treat me much better."

I was very confused..."Who?" I asked.

"You." He smiled. I felt heat rise to my face.

"Oh..." I didn't know what to think or say.

What? He only read what I told him to right? Oh god what if he- I was interrupted as his lips connected with mine. I was shocked. He pulled away sooner then I wanted.

"I love you Mitch Coby-Michael Grassi."

I smiled "I love you too."

He's mine.