One to the other ~ Scomiche Fanfiction

Chapter 8 ~ I'm Not Hungry

Mitch's POV
It's been a couple days since Scott asked me out. Hah, it's nice to be called his boyfriend. And today is our band rehearsal. We're gonna tell everyone about what's been going on. We didn't tell them because we are off tour and everyone is at home. It's a time to relax, for them at least. It's 11:00am and we are both getting ready. Scott's in his room getting changed and I'm taking a shower. As I'm rinsing shampoo out of my hair, I start to race through my negative thoughts. You're so fat and stupid. I look down at myself. I am fat. You don't deserve to live. I then looked at my wrists. Then I look at Scott's name that I cut in. No one loves you. "But Scott loves me," I whisper to myself. Scott knocked on the door and said, "hey, what's taking you so long? I have to style my hair!" I yell that I'm almost done and turn off the water. I get a towel, dry off and put on some clothes. I unlock the door and Scott comes in and gives me a hug. I push away and walk out.
Scott's POV
I've been doing much better lately, therapy is really helping. But I am still having negative thoughts though. Hey, at least I don't cut myself anymore. But I am worried for Mitch, especially when he pushed away from the hug. I didn't pay too much attention and styled my hair. After about 5 minutes, I walk out to the living room and Mitch was sitting on the couch. I come up to him and ask," I'm gonna make some brunch, you hungry?" He shakes his head. I sit down next to him and say," I'm always here for you." He nods and turns around, his back facing me. I lift my hand to his back and move it up and down his back. Mitch arches his back. Soon enough, he slapped my hand away and walked to his room. He's going through a rough time, so I just let him go. I go to make some eggs and bacon. We leave at 1:00pm for the rehearsal. It's gonna be only a half an hour long though. Once I finish making brunch, I go to Mitch's room. He's just lying on his bed on his phone. "Mitch, please eat something," I say concerned. He looks up at me. "I'm too fat to eat," Mitch said in a quiet voice. I go all wide eyed. I take Mitch's arm and he hisses in pain. I lift up his sleeve. He didn't cut again, but the ones he recently made didn't heal yet. He didn't look at me. I lift him up. "Scott, put me down," he said furiously. I didn't respond. I carried him to the kitchen and put him in a seat. He didn't move. I put a plate of food in front of him. "Eat," I say in a monotone voice. He picks up his fork and plays with his food. I sigh. "Am I really gonna have to feed you?" I ask playfully. He doesn't respond. I kneel down and feed him some eggs. It was kind of awkward. I finally got them into his mouth. He started chewing and then he swallowed. He's finally eating. I nod and walk to the living room. All of a sudden, Mitch runs to the bathroom and locks the door. I chase after him."Mitch? What's going o-" I start. Then I hear Mitch puking into the toilet. I start pounding the door. After a couple of minutes, my pounding fades. I turn around and sit on the floor. The door finally opens. Mitch just stands there, and then I get up. "Mitch, what the he-" I start again. "Let's go," he says with no expression on his face.
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Just making things interesting, I think lol. Leave some ideas down below on how the meeting should turn out. Love you guys, stay fcute!! <3