Take Flight (Book 4 of 4) (Scomiche)

Not Now

Please stay, until I'm gone

I'm here hold on

To me I'm right here waiting

And take my one last breath

And don't forget

That I'll be right here waiting

- "Not Now" - blink-182

Next update will be tomorrow night. <3 only two more chapters after this one.

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Mitch's POV

I sat on the porch of my hotel room and stared off into the city lights. You couldn't see too much from where my side of the building was facing but it was different enough from Arlington for it to be amazing. It reminded me of my summer in Dallas, where I went to visit Peter - or Sean? Either way, I felt good then. I felt like I left my old life behind and I was able to start over. Maybe that's what Los Angeles was for me. A new beginning?

Pentatonix was in the final three of the Sing Off. Something inside me told me we were going to win, but there was always that nagging negativity that was instilled inside of me that told me it wasn't going to happen. I wish I could have shook it.

A knock on my hotel room door wasn't what I wanted then. I wanted to be alone with my thoughts. The past weeks had been so emotionally draining and I wanted to sort things out for myself before I cracked. I had to force myself to think about Jamie and what he did to me so that I would know it was wrong. I needed to convince myself that it wasn't something I deserved even though I thought it was at the time.

Not only Jamie, but Keith too. Keith had just as much as an impact on me. He controlled my life the same way Jamie had. I had to work everything around what they wanted because there were consequences. It was disgusting.

After the third round of knocks I finally went to the hotel room door and looked through the peephole. I gasped and backed up, but immediately regretted my reaction. I had just gone over this with Kirstie...

I opened the door to Scott, who was leaning against the wall next to the door. His face lit up when he saw me and I felt my heart jump into my throat. I couldn't help but feel my own face light up when I saw him. He had that effect on people. He radiated happiness and it was contagious.

"Hey!" He said happily as he entered my room. I stepped aside to let him in and shut the hotel room door after him. "Sorry it's late."

I shrugged. "It's only eleven. No big."

He looked down at me like he wanted to say something but lingered. I pressed my lips together hard.

"What's up?" I asked him.

"Are you up to do something?" He looked nervous with his hands in the pockets of his black jeans. Stiff.

"Sure!" I said happily. Why would he be nervous to ask me something like that?

"Okay, cool...Kirstie's all wrapped up in this Matt guy so she's not really around."

"I'm always here, Scott." I said. I knew it sounded more meaningful than I had meant it to and I felt my face start to burn. I walked past him and turned on the television. "Let's watch TV and talk?"

"Okay." He said quietly. I didn't dare turn back around to him until my face cooled down. I stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. My cheeks were burning a bright pink and I gave myself a look in the mirror.

"Don't do this to yourself..." I whispered angrily but it was almost inaudible. Scott was out of reach. He would always be out of reach. The pain in my stomach reminded me of that as I thought.