Golden Boy (Scomiche)

Orphan

Scott's POV
Mitch walked into his house about 10 minutes ago, I wonder what was taking so long? I decided I would so in and check on him.

"Mitch?" I called out as walking in the door.

I immediately ran out the house and to the side of it. I felt sick to my stomach. There was so much blood everywhere.

After recovering a bit I walked in and called for Mitch. I couldn't look at the blood or I would 100% get sick.

"Mitch?" I called again.

I saw him kneeling next to a note. I couldn't see it. It had fallen in a puddle of blood and the words were not readable. I touched Mitch's shoulder and he flinched. He slowly turned around and his eyes met mine. They were red and sad. He just accepted his moms death. The possible death of his father, I don't think he'd survive.
Mitch looked like he wanted to say something but the words just wouldn't come out.

"Mitchie?" I spoke softly and carefully.

He leapt into my arms clinging onto me for dead life. I hugged him back tightly. We stood there hugging for at least 10 minutes. His body was shaking in my hold.

"Therf ming or we" Mitch mumbled into my chest.

"What was that Mitchie" I kissed the top of his head.

He pulled his face out.
"They're coming for me"

"What does that mean?"
I looked down at him.

"I-I don't know" He started sobbing against my chest again.

"Come on Mitch we need to get out of here and call someone" I guided him out of his house.

Once Mitch sat down in the car I told him I would go grab his stuff. I closed my eyes and found my way to the stairs. I grabbed the first suitcase I saw and started shoving as many clothes as I could cram in there. I grabbed a duffle bag and got some of his belongings from his room like his laptop, chargers and such. I jogged down the stairs and out the front door.
I tossed Mitch's things in the trunk and hopped into the drivers seat.

I quickly dialed 911 and told them about what I saw. The police or someone would show up sooner or later.

I looked over at Mitch and he looked completely out of it. Like he was thinking really hard trying to process what was happening.
I grabbed his small hand in mine. He looked up suddenly with wide eyes that returned to normal soon after.

"We're just going back to my house ok?" I asked making sure it was ok with him.

All he did was nod and turn his head to stare out the window.
We drove to my house in an uncomfortable and tense silence.

When we arrived Mitch looked at me. "Where are your parents?"

"Ha that's a good question. Probably on some island or something without me. They don't like being home" I informed him.

"Oh. Ok" Mitch got out the car and grabbed one of his bags.
I got his suitcase and followed closely behind.

He suddenly dropped the bags and turned around in complete horror. "Does... Does this mean I'm an orphan?"

I didn't know how to respond his dad may still be alive. So I just stayed quiet and avoided eye contact.

2 hours later we were cuddling on the couch watching SpongeBob when Mitch spoke. "Scott?"

I hummed in response.

"I-I love you" Mitch whispered looking up at me.

I smiled down at him and kissed the top of his head. "I love you too"

A/n
Heyyyyy guysssss sooooo I know I've been gone a while but that's because I was going through some things. Personal things and not so personal things but I'm back!!! No more weeks without updates lol. Well on a brighter note My Birthday is tomorrow! (October 6th)
I'm so excited. Welp hope you enjoyed this short crappy chapter. ~Chris
(P.S. Over 600 freaking reads!! Y'all are amazing thank you so much!)