Mitch's POV
It's the next day and I wake up to sizzling. Kirstie. She's probably making breakfast. As I take my time to stretch, I let out a loud groan. "Morning beautiful," I hear. I turn my head towards the voice. Scott, right next to me. I quickly get up. "Scott? What are you doing in my room?" I ask, my memories starting to flood back from last night. "I couldn't sleep," he says, sitting up. "Just take sleeping pills, jeez," I say, putting on a baggy sweatshirt and sweatpants, trying not to make him notice my new scars. He stands up and walks to me. He looks down at my hand. I look too. The ring on my finger. I roll my eyes and walk out. As I do, I say,"why can't you let me be mad at you? Especially from what you did last night? Ugh, just get out of my room." I'll admit, that was a little rude. But for what he did last night was not something to all of a sudden forgive someone for. I heard him sigh behind me. I walk into the kitchen and find Kirstie preparing food. "Good morning Hun... Just so you know... We don't leave for the bus until 2..." She says, not looking at me. She's not looking at me, acting glum, and her voice sounds lower than usual. "What's wrong?" I ask her, putting my hand on her back. She grabs my arm and holds it up. My wrist faces me. "This is why. I don't know what you will do after I leave this apartment. Or anywhere. I don't want you hurting yourself," she says, now looking straight into my eyes. She lets go of my arm. "Kirstie, you don't have to worry about me. I'm fi-" I try to say. Then Kirstie hands me a plate. "Prove to me that I shouldn't worry," she says with a serious tone. Scott then walks in and grabs a plate for himself. He looks to me, but I try to act like he's not there. I walk to the dining table and sit down. Everyone follows. Scott and Kirstie start eating, while I just play with my food. "Mitch, this is so stupid. You have no reason not to eat," Kirstie says while eating. "Yes I do," I mumble under my breath, but no one heard me. All that I can manage to eat is one bite. I sit my fork beside my plate and say, "I'm done." "Mitch..." Scott starts. I turn my head sharply to him with anger in my eyes. He looks down. I stand up and stomp off to my room.
Scott's POV
Mitch had never been this mad at me before. All I did was leave him behind, crying, to a club where I kinda sorta got drunk. Okay, I might've crossed the line. Anyways, Mitch storms off into his room, leaving me and Kirstie in an awkward silence. As I finish eating, Kirstie all of a sudden says,"this never would've happened if you haven't left, you know that right?" I nod shamefully. She scoffs. "Then why did you? You left him all alone," she says as I look down. I don't respond. All of a sudden, she slaps my face. "Kirstie! What the hell!" I scream to her, holding the side of my face. "You need to get yourself together and be there for Mitch. Cause what you're doing right now is messed up," she says, standing up. I flip my plate and walk off. "Scott! Get back here!" She yells. I ignore her and go to my room. I lock the door and head for my drawer. I need. To. Cut. Opening the drawer, I remember Mitch coming into my room yesterday. And when the drawer opened and closed. He took them! With steam coming out of my ears, I dash to Mitch's door and I knock really hard. "Mitch! Give them back!" I yell. "Give what back?!" He yells back. "You know exactly what you took, I want them back!" I scream. No response. Kirstie comes up behind me and tries to stop me. I push her away. "Fine! If you won't accept my help, then I won't even offer it!" She screams to me. I don't pay that much attention until she storms out of our apartment. "Look at what you did!" Mitch shouts, opening the door. "You took my blades! Why the hell did you do that??" I ask him. "I didn't do such thing!" He says, closing the door again. He locks it. My stress piles up onto me, making me drop to the floor. I look to my phone and it said 11:00 am. This is gonna be a long day...
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