The Silent killer (up for Adoption)

What if

Avi

I woke up to see a note from Scott saying he was at the hospital with Mitch. I got up and took a shower. When I got out everyone else was awake and I sat down and flicked on the TV. I was about half way through a episode of the Big Bang theory when my phone rang.
"It's Scott." I said out loud. I answered it and put it on speaker.
"Hey Scott. How is he...?" I asked.
Scott started sobbing. Which is obviously a bad sign.
"He flatlined... They got his heart going again but they said he is very weak." Everyone started crying.
"We will be right over." I hung up the phone and we all hugged. Mitch had died but they brought him back.
We all walked to the road and after about 10 minutes got into a cab. We were dead silent as the man drive us to the large building.
We all walked, hand in hand to Mitch's room. We all looked at each other and I took a deep breath before slowly opening the door. The sight broke my heart. Mitch was lying unconscious with a large tube down his throat and tubes connected to his arms and stomach. Scott was asleep with his head by Mitch's on his small pillow.
I sighed and walked over. We all just stared silently, tears streaming down our faces. A nurse walked in and had a very pained look on her face.
"Are you Mitch's family?" She asked.
"No, just very close friends." Kevin said.
"I want to have a few words with you." She said with a sad sigh.
"O-okay..." I said, my voice shaking.
"As I am sure you are aware, Mitch had tried to kill himself. We have taken care of the wound on his head but I am afraid he tried to overdose as well. We tried to drain as much from his stomach as we could but some had already gotten into his bloodstream and into his brain... He is in a coma for the time being and if..." She paused. "...when he wakes up he may not be... The same." She said. Kirstie was sobbing in Kevin's chest but I was just stunned.
"What do you mean 'not the same'?" I asked her holding in my tears.
"Well he could end up with parts of his brain not fully working anymore or he may have forgotten things. People, places, events. We won't know for sure." She set a hand on my shoulder. "I am praying for all of you." She said before walking out the door. I looked at Mitch. He can't die... I need him, we all need him. If we lost Mitch I don't know what we would do. I went over to the opposite side of the bed and gently picked up his tiny hand. It was limp but at least it was still warm. I took a deep breath and looked at his face.
"I don't know if what they say about people in commas being able to sill hear but... I just-I need you to make it through this. I cant live with out you and God... What it would do to Scott... Mitch, you are one of my best friends, you have always been there for me... For all of us. I cannot believe I let this happen to you. I can't believe none of us noticed what was going on until it was to late. Every night I dream of what would have happened if Kirstie never followed you. If we woke up to find you missing and eventually find you dead..." I broke into sobs. "I am so sorry Mitch. I failed you, we all failed you." I felt a pair of small arms wrap around my torso and turned around to hug her. Kevin joined us and we just stood there, one large crying mess.
"Guys..." We heard Scott say quietly.
We all walked over to where he was standing.
"Hi Scott." Kirstie said giving him a hug.
"Is there any news on him?" He asked us with hopeful eyes. We all looked at each other, all scared to tell Scott. Kirstie nodded and stepped towards him taking his hand in hers.
"They said he fell into a coma" she said.
Scott covered his mouth with both hands and shook his head.
"No... No no no! He can't! This is all my fault!" He said crying.
"No! Scott! This isn't your fault!" I said
"Yes it is! I should have noticed something was wrong!" He said sobbing.
"In that case it is all of our faults." I said.
He looked at me and hugged me. Everyone joined in and we stayed like that, all crying and trying to find comfort. That is until Ester walked in the door crying.
She looked at Mitch and put a hand over her mouth. She quickly turned away from him and towards us. She didn't speak as she reached into her bag and pulled out 4 envelopes. Each one had a name on it. She handed them out appropriately and looked me in the eye.
"I am so sorry... But they are from him... I already read mine, he left them on the couch in the bus." She then excused herself from the room and ran out the door crying.
I stared at the white envelope in my hands.
'Avi' was written in his best handwriting across the front. I looked over at Scott, who was just starting to slowly open the envelope.

Scott
I stared at the white envelope.
I need to open it... I need to know what happened to make him do this and this might tell me why. I slowly opened it and pulled out a letter. It was written in shaky handwriting and there where some blurry spots where tears hit the page.

'My dearest Scott.
My best friend
My band mate
My crush
My love
I don't even know where to start... I want you to know that this isn't your fault. I loved you more then I have ever loved anyone. You were my little ray of sunshine when I was drowning in a pool of darkness. You are what kept me here this long. Lately, as you now know, I have been suffering from depression. I am sorry for not telling you but I didn't want things between us to change. I didn't want you to think of me as fragile. I didn't want you to feel like you needed to be cautious of what you said. I didn't want you to feel like you need to be there for me. I didn't want to burden you. You have always watched over me and now it is my turn to watch over you. Even though I am no longer with you physically I will always be with you in your heart. I know that sounds cheesy but it is true. I give my heart to you. I love you so much... God I love you. I am so sorry for everything. Please do me a favor... Continue with pentatonix. You can find someone to replace me, someone who is kind and pretty and talented... All the things I am not. Was not... Please take care of Wyatt Blue, I really do love that cat. I... I made a video... For the fans. Please upload it... I want them to know the truth.
I love you Scott Hoying.
I could say it a million times over and it still wouldn't be enough.
Please stay strong... For me.
I love you. Forever and always.
Mitch Grassi'

I dropped the letter and fell to my knees. I couldn't hold in the heart wrenching sobs. I love him so much! I love him more then life it's self. I can't loose him... Not know I know he feels the same way.
I can't.