Gone (Scomiche)(ON HOLD)

Back Again: Chapter 7

Ok ok I know I'm a terrible person. I have literally neglected the hell out of this story but I won't keep you. Here's another chapter of this mess of a story.

Scott's POV
I woke opened my eyes and I was in my bed room. I turned my head from side to side looking around.

This wasn't MY bed room.

I heard shouting coming from outside the door. I didn't know what to expect. I sat up slowly and scooted back to the headboard on the bed. The door violently swung open and a man came rushing through with a suitcase. He started packing clothes. The man soon finished up and walked towards the door cautiously.

I heard a gun cock and then a loud noise rang through the house. Then the man who had rushed in fell to the ground with a pool of blood surrounding him. I blinked a few times.

'Did I just witness someone get shot?' I thought to myself.

I slowly slid off the bed to check for a pulse but I knew it was useless. He was dead. I stumbled back a few steps. I heard the gun cock again. I turned around and saw the gun pointed at me.

"Ummm can you see me?" I said nervously.

The man lowered the gun and left the room.

'Ok then'

I walked around the house a bit. It wasn't really too different from how it looked now. I'm assuming this was maybe 30 years earlier. I didn't question it as much now.

I suddenly felt weak and fell to the ground. Everything went black again. Why did this keep happening to me.

I opened my eyes and was once again met with the glowing red ones.

"Hello Mr.Hoying" The deep voice said. It had a southern accent.

"Hi?" I said confused of why he was in my house. OH WAIT.... Is he a ghost too? Holy fuck! How many ghosts are in my house.

The house started shaking and things started falling of shelves. I looked for cover but to my surprise I couldn't move.

I felt a hand place in mine and looked up to see brown eyes staring back at me. I was grateful for that at least. Mitch pulled my body to the closet.

"I'm going to make his stop wait here" Mitch said.

"Not like I can go anywhere" I said pouting s bit.

"I know" Mitch winked and started walking away.

"Mitch wait!" I whisper/yelled.

He turned around and looked me in the eyes.

I wanted to pull him in for a kiss but I couldn't move. But as if he had read my mind he smiled and brought his face close to mine and latched our lips together. This kiss was slow but needy. It's the kind of kiss you give someone you love when they are going away for a long time.

Wait.

Love?

Mitch going away?

I melted deeper into the kiss trying to flush away my thoughts. Mitch slowly and reluctantly pulled away.

"See ya later Scotty" Mitch said closing the door.

"Wait! Mitch come back!" I shouted.

A few minutes later the house stopped shaking. I could move again but I was afraid to move and open the door. I wanted my
Mitch back.

I slowly opened the door and crawled out. Stuff was thrown everywhere as if a battle had happened. I was baffled by the sight. But the person I saw laying motionless on the ground baffled me even more.

A/n
Sorry this is so short. It's only 600 words. :P. I feel accomplished. I've updated all my stories in 6 hours woop woop. Anyways, I'm going to go read this boring ass book for summer reading now. K bye ~Chris