Because Of You

Chapter 6:

(REALLY long chapter this time! XP.)

Chapter 6:

Like I said last time, this part of my story hurts me. Greatly. If I start crying- just ignore it, alright? It's just... It's just hard for me, okay?! Anyways...

After school, Mitch was supposed to walk home with me. Well, he didn't. In fact, he and I had both been very surprised to see his parent's car in the parking lot. Mitch still hadn't told them yet, seeing as he hadn't gotten a chance, and he'd forgotten to call them, so we just figured, you know, maybe they were worried or something. So Mitch asked me to wait on him so he could talk with his parents. I'd agreed. I wish I hadn't...

Mitch had left my side and made his way to his parent's car. His mother's window rolled down, and they'd begun to talk. I couldn't see Mitch's face, nor could I hear them, so I'd focused my attention on the side mirror. Just in time, I'd caught the words "soul" and "mate" leave Mitch's lips, and had smiled; happy he wasn't keeping it a secret from them. Mitch hadn't ever really liked his parents. They weren't always the most... They weren't always fair about stuff, is what I'm trying to say. So in turn, Mitch didn't tell them much about his personal life. But, uh... Mitch's happy face turned shocked in the blink of an eye, and... And...

I'm sorry, I need a minute... Yes, I'm crying- this is just hard for me, okay?! Sorry, um... Where was I?

Mitch's happy face had turned to shock... And- and I don't know what happened, but Mitch just looked horrified- and- and they forced him in the car and just drove off. He'd looked to me as they left, this pleading look had been on his face- I- I didn't know what to do at the time, so... So with my ears worriedly pinned I... I mean, I figured I could get my parents to take me to Mitch's house, so I'd just started running. I ran the whole way home that day. And as soon as I'd walked through the door, out of breath- without Mitch, my parents had become concerned. I'd asked for a ride to Mitch's house and they willingly drove me. Even if I'd insisted on them leaving after dropping me off, they'd refused, they had been just as concerned as I was. They did, however, let me go to the door alone.

So I'd walked up to the door... and knocked. Cars were in the driveway, so it wasn't a matter of them not being home- simply the matter of them not answering. I'd knocked again. The second time, the door opened, Mitch's mother standing there.

Now, Mitch's parents weren't ever very fond of me- they wanted Mitch to have normal friends- they didn't want him to have a "nasty creature" as a friend, as Mitch once quoted for me. Mitch's mother didn't look happy, as per the usual with my arrival at their house, but that day... Something had been off- it hadn't been the same and that worried me. I could feel the tension. I couldn't even mutter a hello before she'd spoken up.

"Mitchell's grounded- he can't play right now." Her voice had been bitter, so I didn't pry for information. In fact, I'd already had an idea over why he was grounded anyway.

"Is it because he didn't call-?"

"Sure." And after that, she'd slammed the door in my face. Mitch's parents, until that day, had never been so cruel to me. Even if they hadn't liked me at all, they'd still say hello, goodbye, and all of those different formalities. My ears had pinned and I just couldn't get myself to move- and even if I'd wanted to knock again, my parents had been waiting on me and they'd always taught me to not bug someone if they didn't welcome me inside their home the first time. So going against my gut, I'd turned and started back to my parent's car.

The drive home was a quiet one, no one talking. I'd tried calling Mitch. It had gone straight to voicemail. When we'd gotten home, I'd dragged my bag upstairs to my room and set it down by my desk, like I always did. Then, Mitch's familiar scent had suddenly hit me like a train. So, turning back towards the door, I stood there. Can you believe I'd forgotten all about Mitch's hoodie? Well, his hoodie was basically drenched in his scent- his heavenly scent. So, what happened? I ran to it, took it off the hook on the wall, and just started sobbing into it.