Staying Human

Chapter 5: Ruined

Chapter 5: Ruined 

"Oh my god Mitch, come on!" Scott yelled tapping his foot impatiently. 

"I gotta look good for the boys!!!!" Mitch yelled and Scott rolled his eyes and checked his watch again. They were going to be late for their reservation. 

"No you don't, you have me. And besides you always look good!" Scott yelled back and heard Mitch grumbled. Finally Mitch walked out of the bathroom looking stunning as ever in the new clothes Scott had bought him. His hair was perfectly styled like usual and Scott couldn't help but stand there and gape at how beautiful he was. 

"Babe? Babe...you're staring..." Mitch said snapping his fingers in front of Scott's face. 

"Oh..uh...I...wow...." Was all Scott could get out and Mitch laughed at his failed attempt to speak. 

"I know I look good right?!" Mitch beamed at his boyfriend making Scott smile. Scott walked towards Mitch and wrapped his arms around him breathing in his amazing scent.

 "You look amazing Mitch." He whispered and pulled Mitch in for a long, slow kiss. Mitch hummed in content as he pulled away from the taller man. He took this moment to take in Scott's appearance. He looked amazing also wearing black pants and a blue, floral button-up with a black tie. He looked hot, though Mitch was a little surprised to see him in floral. Still it suited him. "I have something else for you too." Scott said finally finding his voice and Mitch shook his head. 

"No babe you've already gotten me so much!"

 "Shhhh!" Scott hissed playfully and pulled out a red jacket. It had black trim and black lining the top of the pockets. 

"Oh. My. God!" Mitch screeched as Scott held it up for Mitch to admire. "T-that's for me?" Mitch asked looking at Scott in complete shock. 

"Of course babe." Scott laughed and helped Mitch into the jacket. It was a perfect fit and made Mitch look even more amazing, if that was even possible. 

"Wow...this is really nice Scott, thank you." Mitch smiled as he stroked the sleeve of the jacket. 

"You're welcome, it looks amazing on you. Now we can go." Scott stated smiling ear to ear and he put on his own jacket; it was all black and looked almost like Mitch's but slightly different. Scott held out his arm for the brunette who giggled and took it. The two of them strolled out the door together both excited for the night. 

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 "What can I get you two to drink?" The waiter asked about two minutes after seating Scott and Mitch.

 "A bottle of Chardonnay please." Scott replied and glanced at Mitch who was smiling. Chardonnay was Mitch's favorite and of course Scott knew that. The waiter walked away and Scott took Mitch's small hand in his pulling it to his lips. 

"Why are you doing all of this Scott?" Mitch asked as Scott let go of his hand. 

"I just wanted to do something nice for you because I..." 

"Because you what?" Mitch asked knowing what Scott was trying to say. 

"Because I...I love you Mitch. And I..." Scott paused as the waiter came back and poured their wine. A moment later a waitress brought them two small gormet salads and set them down. 

"Thank you." Scott said cheerfully and watched the woman walk away. 

"Continue." Mitch said gesturing to Scott who looked like he was trying to think of what he was going to say. As Mitch waited for Scott to continue he picked up his fork and began to eat his salad, which tasted amazing. Scott downed his glass of wine and took a deep breath. He didn't know why he was so nervous right now, it was just a simple quiestion. Mitch will you marry me? Easy right? Mitch looked up and saw how nervous Scott looked, which was strange because Scott was never nervous about anything. "Is everything ok?" Mitch asked eyeing Scott with concern. 

"Mitch there's a reason I brought you here tonight..." He started, his voice soft and shaky. Here is was Mitch thought, the real reason Scott had asked him out here tonight. Something must really be wrong. 

"Scott what's going on? You're scaring me...." Scott looked lovingly into Mitch's worried eyes. 

"Mitch I love you more than anything." He reached into his pocket to pull out the small box when suddenly someone walked up to their table and stopped. Scott looked up to see Brett standing there smirking and his anger rose like hellfire. 

"Well, isn't this romantic? Nice shirt Slade..." Scott eyed him angrily trying to control himself from ripping Brett's throat out. Brett looked over to Mitch who was looking very confused and smiled. "Mitch right? We haven't been poperly introduced." Brett said extending his hand to Mitch. Mitch eyed it suspiciously before taking it. "I'm one of Slade's friends...." 

"No you're not!" Scott yelled standing up and smacking Brett's hand away from Mitch's. 

"Easy there big guy." Brett laughed.

 "Why the fuck are you here?!" Scott growled trying to keep his anger under control but clearly having trouble. Brett's expression became serious and he narrowed his eyebrows at Scott. 

"You know why, because I made you an offer and..." 

"And you got your answer! I said no." Scott cut him off slamming his fist on the table making Mitch jump. 

"Sc...uh...Slade?" Mitch's voice was hesitant to ask any questions. "What's going on exactly?" He asked and Scott sighed still not looking away from Brett in case he tried anything. 

"Oh he didn't tell you?" Brett smirked. 

"Shut the hell up." Scott grumbled and gripped the table cloth tightly but Brett's smirk only deepened. He was egging Scott on and Scott was having a hard time controllng himself. 

"I asked him for a favor, to help me out with a little problem since he owes me and he refused." Brett said mockingly. 

"I'm warning you...shut up and leave..." Scott replied.

 "Why does he owe you exactly?" Mitch asked curiously; a hint of annoyance in his voice. 

"Why don't you tell him Slade?"

 "Don't Brett...." Scott's knickles were turning white from squeezing so hard to hold himself back. 

"We worked together and I got shot. Slade here left me bleeding all over to avoid getting caught and I ended up getting caught and taking the fall for everything!" That was it. Scott couldn't control himself anymore and lunged at Brett grabbing him and throwing him hard onto the table. Mitch jumped back startled by the sudden outburst, but he wasn't just startled by the outburst...he was startled by what Brett had said. Did Scott really just leave him bleeding all over to save himself? He looked back to the fight and saw Scott's hand gripped around Brett's throat and the poor guy was struggling to breathe. 

"You little fucker! I fucking warned you to stop!" Scott hissed as he tightened his grip on Brett's neck. He could feel the nagging, it was telling him he had dragged this out for too long. He needed to end his prey's life..... 

"STOP! Slade stop!" Mitch's voice and his hands on Scott's shoudler's broke Scott out of his thoughts and made him let Brett go. Scott looked angrily at Brett who was coughing and gasping for air and then turned to Mitch who looked thouroghly freaked out.

 "I...I'm sorry..." Scott stuttered and then realized he was shaking. 

"T-that's the Slade I know....." Brett mumbled and Scott turned to glare at him. He was still holding his neck but he was smirking. He wanted this, he wanted to made Scott snap and Scott fell for it. By now people were staring and the resteraunt was sending security so Mitch grabbed Scott and pulled him to the door. "Until next time!" Brett hissed as the two hurried out. Scott knew Mitch was going to be so pissed at him for lying and keeping secrets again. He should have told Mitch from the beginning but he hadn't anticipated that Brett would be so aggresive about this whole thing. He'd underestimated the guy. Scott was still so pissed that his proposal was ruined too. He had worked up the courage, planned everything out and now....it was all ruined. Everything was ruined and Scott wanted to kill something badly.