A/n
So uh don't hate me >:3
Scott's POV
Hours later I woke up with Mitch in my arms. This morning had been so stressful already. I figured it's time we actually got food.
"Mitchie wake up." I whispered in his ear.
Nothing.
"Mitch. Babe come on I'm hungry." I shook his shoulder.
Nothing.
"Don't make me tickle you." I smiled grabbed at his sides. When he didn't move I became extremely worried.
"Mitch!" I got up and checked to see if he was breathing. I didn't see his chest rising and falling. I checked his pulse and I didn't get anything. I ran to my phone and called 911.
"Hello ummm yes my-my boyfriend he's not breathing! My address is (blah blah blah) Avenue. My name is Scott Hoying. Please hurry!" While I was pacing the room I wandered into the bathroom and saw an empty bottle. I picked it up and it read
'Antidepressant'
Some brand name and then Mitch's name.
'He's depressed?!'
A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. I leaped down the stairs and to the door. I quickly swung it open and the paramedics rushed in. I pointed them to the room and my uncle came running from the living room.
"Scott? What's going on?" He asked worriedly.
"It-It's Mitch he's not breathing. I think he overdosed on medication. I think he tried to kill himself."
'Again' I thought that part to myself.
I saw them bring him down on the stretcher and I followed closely behind. I got into the back of the truck and my uncle said he would meet us there.
"Umm unc I think it's better if you stay here. I'll call you when I think it's better for you to come to the hospital." He nodded is head in understanding.
"We don't have a pulse!" The man in the vehicle shouted. They started trying to bring him back.
I couldn't do or say anything. I was in shock. Mitch wouldn't leave me like this would he?
'No way.'
Unless I'm the cause of this.
"Fuck!" I cursed under my breath.
I forgot about what happened this morning. I'm such an idiot. Mitch knows I love him.
As we arrived at the hospital, the took Mitch out and wheeled him to behind 2 big doors.
"Sir I'm sorry but who are you to Mr.Grassi?"
"I-I'm his brother. I'm the only family he has left. Please!" I begged.
She looked at me unsure but eventually let me through.
As I walked through the doors, I looked back at the nurse who was now on her phone. Then it dawned on me.
I never told them Mitch's name...
I quickly caught up to him to make sure he was ok. I walked into the room they just took him into and saw him laying motionless. Almost a sickly pale colour.
I stood in the corner of the room until all the doctors cleared out.
I sat down next to him and grabbed his hand. I didn't know what to do so I did what we did before. I got into the bed with Mitch and I laid his head on my chest and I wrapped our bodies together without disturbing any wires going into him. He was so cold. I draped his arm across my waist like he normally would.
I looked up and saw the heart rate monitor decrease and almost flatline.
"Don't you DARE Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi!"
His pulse got stronger.
Well damn I didn't 100% expect that to work...
He moved. His body was seeking for warmth. I placed his hand under my shirt, on my chest.
He snuggle closer to me.
He started slurring in his 'sleep'.
"Scott?"
"Hmmm?"
"I love you."
"I love you too Munchkin." I kissed the top of his head and held him closer.
"Can you hear me?"
He didn't say anything and all movement stopped.
"Mitchie please wake up." I kissed his cold, unmoving lips in hopes he'd kiss back but nothing happened. This isn't a fairly tale. He wasn't sleeping beauty. And I wasn't a prince. This was reality.
And I hated it. All I want is my Mitch back. Is that too much to ask?
Apparently so.
I started to sing to him the song he would sing me to sleep with some nights. I taught him the song a while ago. It was a great lullaby.
"Oh my golden boy look at you
How could such a beautiful face look so blue
I love you so much do you know
I love you too much to let you go
My golden boy don't ever leave
Don't ever leave and stay with me."
At this point, I let a tears make their way down my face.
"I'm sorry I let you down."
He suddenly clutched one of his hands onto my shirt and started whimpering. I pulled him close and never planned on letting him go.
Then heart monitor flatlined.
A/n
Oops! Love y'all! Thanks for reading! I've been really inspired to write lately so I've been doing that. I also have chapters prewritten so I can update more. I'm really excited for what I have coming up for this story. So stay tuned. Again, thank you so much for reading. Okai bye!~Chris
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