Chapter 18
Mitch's POV
His lips felt good on mine. It reminded me of what we've done in the past few days. It reminded me of how he made me felt better than I've ever been. But no, I couldn't fall for this stupid thing again. I didn't know how I could be that stupid, believing that the most popular and powerful jock at school cared for me. Believing that he actually liked me.
"Scott, stop it. Please..." I put my hands on his chest and pushed him.
"No Mitch... Don't go..." He pleaded, but I didn't care. I didn't want to get hurt again. I've been hurt one too many times and I didn't want any of it again.
"I'm sorry, but I uh.. I can't do this. Sorry." And with that I approached the door and went away from that house. Once I was in my car, my tears started to stream down my face. I drove as fast as I could with tears making my eyes blurry. All I wanted to now was to go home and sleep, but knowing me I would probably cry my eyes out until tomorrow morning.
I got home 5 minutes later and literally ran to my room. I slammed the door shut, locked it, and threw myself on the bed. Then I cried harder than ever. I didn't think that I've cried that hard before. I guess I've never been hurt that bad before. Suddenly my phone rang and it looked like I got a text.
Mitch please.. I'm sorry... please come back, I don't want to lose you. Please :( -Scott
I read it and the tears streamed harder it was like waterfall. A waterfall of sorrow. I was both angry and sad at the same time. Angry that the guy I trusted could do something like did to me, and sad because I probably wouldn't be with him ever again. I just turned my phone off not bothering to reply and cried until I fell asleep.
Kirstie's POV
"You stupidheads!!" I screamed once Mitch left the house. "How could you guys be so stupid?? Making a bet and talked about it when Mitch is around!!" I was literally angry at them. How could they be so stupid? They knew Mitch was sensitive, and yet they still did that to him. Ugh, they literally had no brain.
They both kept silent, not knowing what to answer.
"What were you doing with him anyway?" Scott asked Avi, clearing the tension in the air. "Yeah, don't you have a girlfriend?" I asked him too. Avi glared at us for a moment and sighed.
"I don't know. I wasn't thinking anything. Fuck, it's all my fault, isn't it?" He said running his hair through his head frustrated.
Scott's POV
Kirstie nodded at Avi's question. Of course it was all his fault. He had a girlrfriend and he knew that I liked Mitch, but yet he still made out with him.
I decided to text Mitch to let him know that I was sorry, but there were no replies. I tried to call him but it went straight to voice mail. I really hated being in this situation. I made Mitch cry, and I hated the idea of him crying. Those beautiful eyes weren't meant to be filled with tears.
I left Avi's house not long after and went home to clear my head.
The next morning I woke up feeling horrible. I didn't get much sleep last night. It was Sunday so I really had nothing to do. I spent the whole day in my room, thinking about what I could do to fix everything with Mitch. But I couldn't think of anything. My mind was a complete mess, and so was my body. I didn't get any sleep again that night and when Monday morning came, I felt like shit. There was a huge eye bag under both of my eyes, and my face was a lot paler than usual. I didn't feel like going to school so I went back to bed.
"Scott!" I faintly heard my mom shouted from downstairs. "Wake up! You're late for school!" She shouted with her annoyed voice. I just groaned and pulled my comforter up to my face to block her voice. I was starting to fall asleep again when the door to my room bursted open. This time it was my dad. I knew without having to look by his heavy footsteps.
