Chapter 16

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'Yeah, I've got the lines
I've got the lines' - Eyes Shut by Years&Years

Mitch woke up in the morning when his phone buzzed against the bedside table.

He looked at the clock on the beige wall and sighed at the time: 7:47am. Scott was still asleep beside him, the covers covering his bottom half.

The phone buzzed again and the metal vibrated against the wooden surface. It buzzed again and again and again. Until Mitch decided to pick it up and look at the notifications on the lock screen, all from Twitter.

mitchgrassihateacc: @/mitchgrassi is ugly

mitchgrassihater: @/mitchgrassi lose some weight you fat ass

mitchgr-fat-ass-i: @/mitchgrassi kill yourself would you, you fag

Mitch couldn't bare read anymore tweets that he was mentioned in. He dropped the phone beside him, not bothering to lock it and ran out into the bathroom that was attached to the room.

He found his shaving razor and pulled it apart, taking the blades out and binning the plastic.

The brunette sat on the edge of the tub and started piercing and cutting his tan olive skin. His vision was blurry from the continuos tears running down his prominent cheeks.

Kill yourself

You're worthless

You're just hurting yourself more

End it all for once

Just a few more cuts

And a couple pills

Try bleach, that'll work

What are you waiting for? Kill yourself

It's not like anyone will miss you

Mitch whimpered as he slid the cold, blood stained metal across his wrists and skinny stomach. He reached for the top cabinet for some pills and dry swallowed them, sitting back down on the edge of the tub.

As he consumed the last pill from the bottle, he threw it across the bathroom with full force, causing the mirror to shatter.

His knees gave in and he buckled to the floor, landing with a thud and his head resting in between his arms, the salty tears running down his cheeks.

"It'll all be okay now. I'm sorry Scott. I love you, baby." Mitch said, quietly through his sobs.

Scott was scrolling through his phone when he noticed something bright next to him. Mitch's phone. He didn't get to get a close look at the screen when he heard a shatter followed by a thud and some mutters.

"...okay... Scott... Love...."

Scott panicked and rushed out of bed, clad in nothing but tight black Calvin Klein boxers.

He ran into the bathroom and gasped at the scene in from of him.

The mirror glass scattered across the tile floor, the pill bottle and finally Mitch curled up in an awkward position in the floor, half naked with blood stained blades beside him.

Scott picked Mitch into his arms and cradled him like a baby. He sat back on his heels and looked down at Mitch's pale face, tears falling.

"Mitchell, wake up. Please. Don't you fucking dare leave me, Mitch. I love you. Please wake up. We're supposed to go to Iceland, Mitchie. Come on baby. You can't leave Kirstie or Kevin or Avi, your parents, your sister and Ady. Not to mention our amazing fans. Most importantly - as selfish as it sounds - Mitch, you can't leave me." The only thing that reassured Scott that Mitch was alive was his shallow breathing through his pierced nose.

"Mitchie, please don't leave me." Scott hiccuped and combed Mitch's hair with his hand. "Whatever caused this- we can fix. I'm here for you baby. You're hurting yourself by keeping it all to yourself and bottling it up. Please wake up and tell me what triggered all this."

Scott bowed his head and rested his forehead against Mitch's, the tears landing on Mitch tear stained ones and on the floor.

The blonde man sat there, cradling his small boyfriend for what felt like hours when he heard a soft, raspy mutter.

"S-Scotty?"

"Mitch, thank the heavens that you're awake. I thought you were going to leave me and everyone else. Let me take you to the bedroom."

Scott stood up and ignored the pins and needles in his legs as he walked to the bedroom and set Mitch on the messy, unmade bed. He ran back to the bathroom for the first aid kit before returning to his hurt boyfriend.

"Fuck y'all." Mitch, frustrated, threw his phone onto the floor and wiped his eyes from the tears.

"Mitchie, what's wrong?" Scott asked, as he took out the disinfectant and cotton pads.

"Haters. People on twitter telling me to kill myself so I tried. I failed again." Mitch looked out of the window as Scott disinfected his stomach and wrists.

"Haters are just jealous of you, Mitchie. You're a gorgeous human being, literally sexier than Beyoncé. Your voice is beyond me, it's heavenly. They're jealous because you're gorgeous and have an amazing voice, because you're successful in life and they're not. We have achieved so much, babe. A Grammy, platinum album, gold certificates for Daft Punk, a fourth place best selling Christmas album on billboard. And they're jealous because you're dating the hottest guy on earth aka me." That earned a chuckled from Mitch. "They just want attention Mitch because they're nobodies and you're a somebody, a successful, sexier member of Pentatonix."

"You're sweet, Scottie." Mitch smiled a small smile at his boyfriend. "Thank you for your kind words and cheering me up and most importantly for saving me. You're my superhero. My superman. I love you and I'm sorry for listening to those bitches."

"I love you back. I'm more than happy to be your superman and I'm so glad you came back to me because i don't know how I would function without you."

Scott pressed kisses to Mitch's stomach and bandaged wrists.

They laid in bed later that day as they were staying in that day due to Mitch's condition.

When Mitch was asleep with his head on Scott's chest, Scott reached for his phone and unlocked it, opening the twitter app.

scotthoying: i want everyone to leave my @/mitchgrassi the fuck alone bc he's my bf. mess w/ him or make him upset, you're in trouble w/ me.

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A/n; this chapter was supposed to be Nat's bc she said she'd write it but didn't and I felt like writing so I wrote this.

I'm kinda obsessed with a Polish band called Afromental an they're amazing.

I'm going to a fair today (it's currently 1:30am xD)

School is starting on Wednesday September 2nd.

Can't Sleep Love is out on September 4th

The new album is out on October 16th (one day before my stepdads birthday)

And Girl Online: On Tour is out October 12th and my mom pre-ordered me a signed copy yay!!

Hope you enjoyed! :)

-Lola xo

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