Scömíche: One Shots

One Night Stand (Pt. 2) [R]

//Trigger warning (and spoiler warning too I guess, whoops): This part has smut and drug use in it. I will put a warning right before it though! Also the two pics at the top correlate so make sure to look at both of them before continuing//

I opened my eyes to the intense bright light that was now shining through my bedroom window. I groaned and flipped myself on my stomach to hide my face in the pillow. I felt a body next to me on the bed. It was in that moment that I realized he was here. The face that I wanted to be next to for months was here.

I attempted to go to sleep again, just to make these moments last. The pure happiness I felt. But I knew that with my mind racing as fast as it ever had, sleep was not going to come back to me. I let my eyes get used to the light for a bit and then I just looked at him.

He was perfect. Scott. That's his name. It really did fit him. I'm glad he told me because it was so weird practically being in love with someone and you didn't even know their name.

Looking at this man peacefully sleeping made me angry. I was angry that he was so beautiful and I couldn't have him. Not that he would even want me, I'm sure he only wanted me for the sex. And even that makes no sense because it's not like I'm any good at it. I've only had it with one other person in my life.

I was angry that he would soon leave again.

I felt a tear slip out of my right eye.

I quickly wiped it away and pulled myself out the trance I was in. Sitting up, I put the covers on him more. My hand lingered on his muscular back that had obvious nail marks trailing down his back, too far for me to see exactly where they ended. Oops I thought in my head, smiling at the thoughts of last night.

I touched the marks lightly and scooted closer to him. I really shouldn't be touching him but I can't possibly keep my hands off of him for another second. He shuffled a bit and I quickly removed my touch. He flipped over onto his back now and smiled in his sleep.

"Alex." he giggled out loud, obvioulsy sleep talking.

Of course. Just my luck, he already had a boyfriend. Or another fuck. Whichever one it is, I don't want to be apart of it. I turned around so I didn't have to look at him anymore. Tears were now streaming down my face and I brought my knees to my chest. I closed my eyes and I could feel the phyisical pain in my chest. It hurt really bad. Really fucking bad.

I sniffled a bit.

"Mitch what's wrong?" I heard him speak.

"Who's Alex?" I ask through my tears, hoping it was a relative, or an ex even. I knew it wasn't possible though. Especially after his next reply.

"Fuck." he said. "Who told you?" He said guilitily.

"You did. Just now. In your sleep." I said, trying to hold back more tears but failing miserably.

"I'm sorry. Look you're just hard to resist. I wanted it to be a one time thing but then I found you back at that record store and I couldn't help myself." He said, trying to make it seem like it wasn't his fault. Of course it was. He was the one cheating.

"You shouldn't have cheated on your boyfriend Scott. That's pretty shit." I sniffled and got out of the bed, throwing on the first clothes I saw. "You should get back to him." I threw his clothes at his and crossed my arms, my back facing him as I looked out the window. I hoped he would just leave without saying anything.

"Look I'm really sorry." he said to me.

"Don't apologize to me! Apologize to Alex." I shouted at him.