"He is so gay and ugly I wish he would kill himself."
"Eww this gay bitch needs to die"
"KILL YOURSELF, FAGGOT!"
Mitch held back the tears as his phone lit up with more negative comments on the newest SUPERFRUIT . He was 23 years old, how could he be so insecure? Scott never knew that he was so self- hateful, or that he was the only thing that Mitch could hold onto. Mitch couldn't do it anymore. All the pain held up inside. He walked over to the bathroom, passing behind Scott watching SpongeBob SquarePants. Mitch chuckled a little "I'm going to miss that." He sat in the rim of the toilet and grabbed the razor he has been hiding from scott. Then, a lot of thoughts came screaming at him.
No one would miss me.
You are so fat
You are disgusting
Scott would miss me.
Scott wouldn't care.
Yes, he would.
Scott doesn't love me in that way.
I hate him
All these thoughts, the fight between himself and his mind was too much. He began to put pressure from the razor to his skin. The stress was too much for him, so instead, he bursted out sobbing. Scott heard the heart-shattering sobs of his best friend and ran to his aid. He gasped softly when he saw what Mitch was planning to do. He knew he had no time for questioning. He had to be there for Mitch. " hun, its alright now...I'm right here." He told him, trying not to cry himself. Scott kneeled down and took mitch into an embracing hug."I-i-i-I'm s-sorry-y!" Mitch said between tears, after quieting down a bit. "No..no reason to be sorry. It's alright. I'm here for you. Always." He assured him. Scott led Mitch over to the couch after mitch had calmed down. Scott sat down and lifted his arms to signal mitch to come sit next to him. " if I may ask...why?" Scott bravely suggested. "I'm just so ugly. No one would miss me." Mitch quietly responded, sitting down next to him. " I would, mitchy, I would miss you. So much. And you are not ugly. I'm not just saying this, you are so Cute and beautiful and sexy and i can't get enough of you!" Scott said between silent tears rolling down his cheek. Scott noticed as mitch just stayed silent and looked down at his hands. Scott took Mitch's hands in his own, which made mitch look up. "You know that, don't you? That you make my heart flutter? That your voice is intoxicating, that you are intoxicating?" Scott softly spoke, causing mitch to blush a little, but still shake his head "no." "Well you are.." Scott started, before leaning in to plant a kiss on Mitch's lips. The kiss was short and sweet, making mitch blush hard. Scott broke away to say one more thing: " I love you." Mitch was pleased And responded with a tearful "I love you too."
