Distant

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(WARNING: Nightmare that has physical abuse and mentions of rape, offensive language,panic attack)

"So, I was thinking instead of
Mitch singing an E, he could an F. Is that okay with you, Mitch? Mitchy?" Kevin asked lightly, noticing that the tenor's eyes were closed. He quickly opened them, making himself look alert. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Mitch returned, nodding his head. Lies, all lies. "I just didn't have my weekly Starbucks."

Avi then looked him, feeling something in his chest that made him feel protective of the small male in front of him.

Why is he so tired? What is this feeling? Why do I feel like I have to protect him from hurt and evil?

"Oh, it's time for the interview," Scott spoke up suddenly, going up to grab Mitch's hand. Mitch then jumped, bringing his hand to his chest. "What's the matter? You never do that."

"I'm sick," Mitch responded quickly, faking a cough. Kevin, Kirstin, and Scott all nodded, falling for his advanced acting skills. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Scott replied, smiling softly at his younger friend and looked at his watch. "Guys, we got to leave. Mitch, do you want to go home?"

Mitch nodded as he weakly gathered his stuff, walking out of the studio, not noticing the worried looks of his band mates. He walked to his car, checking around so he wouldn't get caught by Evan. He looked everywhere and then got into his car, checking everywhere in there too. He sighed to himself as drove off, letting his thoughts bounce back and forth in his mind.

Why did I let him hurt me? Why didn't I just date him in high school? Why did I let him do all that stuff to me? Why did he hurt me even when I said no?

He then pulled up in front of his house, feeling exhaustion take over him. He got his stuff and did his checking routine he trained himself to do after Evan. He let out a shuddery breath as he walked into his and went into his bed instantly, wanting to fall asleep.

I'm so scared.

After a few minutes, Mitch finally fell asleep, a fearful tear running down his face. He knows what's going to happen now.

Here we go again.

NIGHTMARE

Mitch walked into the bar, all by himself. He looked around for his band members, wondering where they could be. He was mostly looking for Avi. He always felt protected around the older man. He then felt a strong grip hold onto his arm and froze. He was quickly turned around and right there in front of him was Evan.

"Ready for some fun?" the tall and deep-voiced man asked, gripping onto both of Mitch's shoulders tightly, making the younger male squirm. Mitch quickly shook his head, only making Evan smirk. "Too bad."

Mitch let out a squeal as he was taken out of the bar, wanting to go back but couldn't. He was then taken down an alley, knowing what will come ahead of him. He prepared himself as he felt the first punch. He let out a cry when the punch landed on his stomach. He wanted to hold it, but he would only get hurt more.

"F**, b****, ugly, fat, stupid! S***, w****!"

Mitch took every word like it was a punch while his assailant abused him and called him every profanity he knew. Evan then finished hurting him physically, but Mitch knew he wasn't done. Evan then quickly removed all his clothing in no time and was naked. He then smirked and walked up to Mitch, who was trembling in fear. He closed his eyes as Evan ripped open his shirt, tensing when his felt his assailant removed the shirt entirely and ran his hands down the small chest. Evan then unbuttoned Mitch's pants and pulled them down slowly, making Mitch pray that everything will go away quickly. He felt naked, even though he still had his underwear. He then heard the pocket knife open and felt his underwear get cut off, exposing him to the world. Evan then smirked, rubbing his hand as he made Mitch turn around. He tenor then released the tears when he heard the next words:

"Now for the real fun."

And pain erupted in Mitch's body and he let out a scream. The pain that came from made him want to escape. After five minutes, the pain was over, but Mitch was forced to do more 'games' as Evan called them. After an hour or so passed, Mitch closed his eyes tightly as Evan turned him around once more.

"One more time."

And that's when he will wake up.

END

Mitch let out a scream, feeling his heart beat fast. He could feel panic taking over his body.

No panic attack, please.

Some wishes cannot be made though. Mitch felt a severe panic attack take over his body. He let out hyperventilated breaths and allowed the tears to run. He grabbed his phone, quickly calling his protecter. He picked up after half a ring.

"Yes, Mitchy?" Avi's deep voice answered, accepting Mitch's deep breaths as an answer. "I'll be there. Just inhale and exhale, okay?"

Mitch nodded as he followed Avi's directions. It was like a hard test. He couldn't figure out any of the answers. He heard the door open and Avi was in his room in no time.

"It's okay. I'm here."

Mitch nodded as he felt his breath in slow down. For some reason, hearing Avi calmed him down. His panic attack was gone in no time. He smiled up at Avi, who returned the smile, and couldn't get a question out of his head:

Why does he look at me like that? I'm worthless.

A/N: I hope you don't hate me. That's all I have to say.

-Maddie🐧🐧🐧