Alter Ego- (Kirstin Maldonado/ Mirstie)✔️

13.

Kirstie's POV
Everything seems so right but so wrong. As much as it doesn't make sense, I completely understand it. Pentatonix has been a great experience don't get me wrong, but something just doesn't feel the same. We don't have that same magic we used to have. But of course I'm the only one to notice it. While everyone else is completely oblivious to it. I know it's all my fault for starting all of this drama, but I also feel like it's the guys faults. I mean who decided to have me get kicked out? They did. And who decided to find a whole new member? They did. So basically we can all share the blame for this incident.

Mirstie still isn't a thing yet. Get all mad! But we're working on it. Mitch is still trying to make a move but I mentally remind him to take baby steps. We all know how it's going to end if we carelessly get into a relationship. Dylan has never been happier. The bakery is doing great. She and I are still spending almost every single day together. ( of course when I'm off from tour). In facts I've been spending more time with Dylan than I am with anyone else. I guess that's what happens when you've spent every day with your best friend for the past four years.

"Hey Kirstie." Mitch said kissing my cheek, "what's on that tiny little mind of yours?" I chuckle thinking about that whole Mirstie thought but I kept it to myself, knowing Mitch.

"Something just doesn't feel right about Pentatonix anymore, Mitch. I just hope we haven't lost our sparkle." He looked at me seriously and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Pentatonix is the same Kirstie. We're all the same people. Same band, same everything. What's wrong with that?" I sighed. He doesn't understand.

"No there's nothing wrong with that it's just I-I think we don't have that magic anymore." I hated saying it out loud but it was true.

"W-what? I think we've still got that magic. I mean we've definitely gotten better over these past few years."

"There's the problem Mitch. You've all been here these past few years. But I haven't. I've been in a whole other world in my bakery. It may seem the same to you but it feels different to me." Mitch nodded clearly upset.

"Kirstie you said you wanted to be back in the band. If your really second guessing it then leave. It doesn't seem to matter to you anymore anyways." My heart shattered in little pieces after every word he said. He was breaking me while I was still putting myself back together. Anger was rising up high in me.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW? I CAME BACK BECAUSE ALL I COULD THINK OF WAS YOU. ALL I COULD SEE WAS YOU. BUT I GUESS SINCE I FEEL DIFFERENTLY ABOUT SOMETHING, IT MUST MEAN THAT I JUST DON'T CARE." Mitch also got angry and stood up abruptly.

"KIRSTIE YOU'VE DONE NOTHING BUT MOPE AROUND THIS WHOLE TIME. THAT'S WHY I THINK, OR WE THINK YOUR SECOND GUESSING ALL OF THIS. I WANT THE OLD KIRSTIE BACK." Tears began filling his eyes and Mitch rarely ever sad cries. "I want my Kirstie back." He mumbled under hid breath as he got up to leave.

When the door slammed shut i slammed myself into the ground. Tears were bound to start puddling the ground from all of the crying I did. Luckily we were still in LA. I grabbed my stuff and ran for my life towards my house, I unlocked my door lazily and opened it to find Scott sitting there looking like James Bond.

"Sit." He said pointing to the seat in front of him. I sat down and slouched. "Look me in the eyes." He demanded softly as he grabbed my hands and held them gently.

"Your an amazing singer Kirstie," he began, "stop second guessing everything. We get it. Something seems different to us too but we're here to make it through this together. There's no time to turn our backs on each other." His words were slowly engraved in my heart. He was right. We were here for each other and that's all that matter. I got up suddenly feeling panicked and jolted towards the door.

I then turned to Scott and yelled, "WHERE IS MITCH?"