I Love You, Goodbye (Scomiche)

He's Alive

Scott's POV

I got up and went into the kitchen to make us some breakfast.

"Any requests?" I shouted into the livingroom.

Mitch walked in with a surprised look on his face.

"You're going to cook? You? Near a stove? With food?!? No."

I was quickly shooed out of the kitchen and told to go sit. So I did exactly that. I sat down on the couch and turned on SpongeBob.

"Now do you have any requests?" Mitch peeked his head around the corner.

"Well I'll have the beautiful brunette with a side of bacon." I smiled over at him.

Mitch's face went completely red. "Well I'll see what I can whip up."

I was getting a little restless even though I'd only been sitting for 15 minutes.

"Hey Mitchie I'm gonna go get some coffee I'll be back."

There was no response.

"Mitch? Babe you in here?"
I walked into the kitchen and he wasn't in there.

Next thing I knew there was an intense pain in the back of my head and I blacked out.

"Please! Please let us go! You can have whatever you want please!"

Mitch? Why is he begging and screaming like that. I struggled to open my eyes and when I did everything was a blurry mess. When everything got into focus I saw Mitch tired to a chair with no shirt on.

"Mmmmitch?" I strained to say.

He slowly looked over to me.
"Scotty baby I'm so sorry I- I didn't lock the door and h-"

"SHUT UP!!" Was a loud voice that boomed through the apartment.

A man walked out holding a gun. He had on a mask but you could see his peircing green eyes. I looked over him a few times. I felt like I knew him from somewhere.

"So nice of you to join us Scott. I was just asking your precious Mitch a few questions." His voice was deep and husky. He took a few steps towards me and I started to slowly sit up.

"Who are you?  What do you want from us?" I barked out.

The man laughed.
"I don't want anything from you two." He took a step closer to Mitch.

"Hey! Stay away from him!" I tried sounding threatening.

"Or what?" He took a few steps closer to Mitch and lifted his gun.
"What are you going to do?"

"Please! Don't! Please no!" Mitch cried.

"Please what do you need? Please just don't hurt him! If you're going to hurt someone, hurt me!" I said pathetically.

The man shrugged and began to walk over to me.

"Please stop! Just leave us alone!" Mitch screamed while trying to get out of his ties.

The man came over and kicked me directly the stomach. He continuously kicked me and punched me. Soon I shut down and I didn't feel it anymore. I looked up and saw Mitch crying and screaming frantically. I couldn't protect him.

After the man thought I had passed out he walked over to Mitch and attached his lips to Mitch's.
He was screaming and shaking trying to get the man's mouth off of him. I dragged my numb body to the cutlery drawer and pulled out a knife. I felt like I no longer had control over my own body.
Next thing I knew I was standing behind the man with a knife in his back and blood dripping down onto my hands.

I looked up terrified to see Mitch's reaction. I felt like everything was moving in slow motion. I cut Mitch out of the rope ties and he immediately leapt into my arms hugging me tightly.

"We have to call 911 Scott." Mitch was running his hands through my hair trying to calm me.

While Mitch was on the phone I went to the bathroom to wash off all the blood. I changed my clothes and went into the livingroom.

A few minutes later the police and paramedics are bursting through the door. They take the man's pulse and the police begin questioning Mitch first. The only thing that I hear in the the background of all the noise is,"He's alive."

He's alive.

A/n
Heyyyyyy I don't know when was the last time I updated this story but here's another update! Hopr you enjoy. Byeeee! ~Chris