Golden Boy (Scomiche)

The Truth

A/N
Sorry this chapter is kinda long.

"H-Hello?"

"Mitch!! Oh my god! What happened? Are you ok? Where are you?!" Scott screeched in one breath.

"I-I'm fine." I muttered out.

"Please, please come home. Please?" The desperation in his voice was cracking the damn in my heart.

"I can't."

"Why? Was it me? Did I do something wrong?" Scott got choked up.

"No. It's not you it's m-"

"Do not give me that bullshit Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi." Full name, ouch.

"I just- I think we need a break." I strangled out.

The phone was silent for a minute and I could hear his sniffles.
"Mitchie I don't know what I did, but I can fix it I promise." He was trying so hard.

"There's nothing to fix. It's completely my fault. Now you can continue your happy life."

"My life can't be happy with out you in it." Scott mumbled.

"I'm so sorry. I love you." I ended the call with him screaming my name.

I let the damn break and the tears came flowing down my face in violent storms. I love Scott, he's my rock.

I heard a sniffle and looked over to see Madelyn with tears in her eyes.

"S-Sorry I didn't mean to listen, I promise." She sniffled more and wiped more tears. "If you two still love each other, why did you leave?"

I hesitated telling her, but figured why not?

"I'm ruining his life." I mumbled.

Madelyn mouthed an 'oh' and put her head down.

"I'm so stupid. Useless. I'm a home wrecker. It's all I'm seemingly good for." I let the tears continue falling with no shame.

"Awe sweetie I'm sure that's not true. His name is Scott right?"

I nodded.

"I'm sure you two will find your way back to each other."

I looked up at her.
"This isn't permanent. It's it's just for a few days or weeks and I'll come back. We just need space so we can adjust to life."

That's when my phone started ringing again.

It wasn't Scott. It was the police station. I quickly answered.

"Hello?"

"Yes is this Mitchell Grassi?" The man on the other line asked in a monotone voice.

"Y-Yes."

"We need you and Mr.Hoying to come down to the police station."

I started having a panic attack.
"Ok. I'll be there soon. Goodbye."

I hung up and started hyperventilating. Oh my god.

"You ok there Mitch?" Madelyn asked.

"I have to go t-to the police s-station." I blubbered out.

"Would-would you like me to go with you?" She asked gently.

I looked up with hopeful eyes.
"Really?"

"Yeah sure. I have nothing better to do. I believe it's near the next stop."

I started gathering my things that I had pulled out. When the stop finally arrived, we stepped off the bus back into the freezing cold air.
We walked for about 5 minutes until we came upon the station.