I'm Sorry

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Third POV:
This story may be a little sad

"I HATE YOU," Scott shouted at the top of his lungs to Mitch. Scott had his hand raised like he was gonna hit him. "Don't hit me Scott," Mitch said, crying. Scott looked at his hand and brought it down. Mitch was pouring tears. Mitch ran away from Scott into the bedroom. Scott realized what he had said. He hasn't been feeling the same lately. He's been getting angry at little things that happen. What he doesn'ts know is that Mitch has been keeping a secret. Scott sighed. Scott walked over to the door and opened it. Mitch was crying on the bed. "Mitch." Mitch flinched at the sound of Scott's voice. "I won't hurt you," Scott said, walking towards Mitch. "Why have you been the way you have?" Mitch asked, shaking. "I don't know, Mitchie." "It's scary," he said. "How come you have been so jumpy? I can't go near you without you flinching." "I...." Mitch hesitated. "What is it Mitch?" "Don't worry about it," Mitch said, getting up. Scott ran to the door and stood in front of it. "You are not leaving this room till you tell me what's going on. Now tell me what's going on or you will be sorry!!!" Mitch shrugged and walked over to the bed and laid down. Scott sighed and walked over to Mitch. "Why won't you tell me?" "Because it's none of your business." "Excuse me? I just wanna help but fine be that way! I sick of it!" Scott got up and walked over to the door. He opened it then slammed it shut. Scott walked over to the couch and sat down. He turned on the tv. After 10 minutes, Mitch decided to go out of the room. He walked down the hall to the couch. He stopped. Scott looked up. "Hi." "Hey Mitchie." "I'm ready to tell you wants going on." "Okay sit down beside me." Mitch walked over to the couch and sat down. "Okay so what's going on?" Mitch took a deep breath. "Can I show you?" "Uh sure." Mitch took off his shirts. All around him were bruises and cuts. Scott put his hand over his mouth. "Mitchie," he said, gently rubbing over the cuts and bruises. Mitch didn't say anything. "What....happened?" "Travis." "Travis did this to you?" "Yes." "Mitch why didn't you tell me?" "I don't know. I didn't think you would care." "Of course I do. Mitch look at you!" Scott started tearing up. "It's okay Scotty. I won't be going back to him anytime soon." "Mitch I just don't know what to say. I feel so bad for yelling at you." Mitch moved closer to me. "Don't Scott. It's okay." "Mitch im so sorry." Mitch leaned in and kissed Scott's lips. "I love you." "I love you too," Scott said, wrapping his arms around Mitch. "Hey how about we go bear Travis up?" Scott asked. "Sounds good." They stood up and walked out the door.

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