Not Anymore [Book One]

chapter 16

Scott's POV

I opened my front door quietly. I didn't want Mitch to see me leaving. Especially to see me leaving to meet his boyfriend.
I slipped out the door, and was just about to close it when-

"Hello."

I jumped a million feet. I whipped around to see-

"Kirstie?"

"Well? Do you want to explain where you're going this fine October evening? " She said, grinning slyly.

"7:00 PM is not an evening, Kirstie."

"Close enough. Anyway, you were saying?"

I groaned. "I'm going out with my boyfriend.
You know, the one with the honey brown hair."

"Alex?"

"That's the one."

She furrowed her eyebrows in doubt, but amazingly, she let it go. "So. I guess you need me to tell Mitch you're meeting a 'friend'?"

I smiled. "You're the best, K."

She laughed wickedly as she twirled her hair. "I know." she sighed.

I gave her a thumbs up sign, and closed the door.
Travis stood in the dark, leanig on a tree.
When he saw me, he smiled.

"Hello, Scott." he said, spitting a little.

"Hello, Travis." I said, walking to him.

"I guess you know who I really am."

"Yes. Yes I do." I growled.

"Well. Did you tell him?"

"No."

"And why not?" I hate that smile..!

"Because you are a frigid bitch?"

He laughed. "Not that frigid. Actally, I slept with more men than you could ever imagine."

"Oh I can." He raised an eyebrow at me and I glared back at him.
"Conner franta, 25. 2010.
Troye Sivan, 20, 2011.
Romeo Lacoste, 28, 2012.
Tyler Oakley, 27, 2013.
Todrick Hall, 28, 2014.
Kevin Olusola, 30, 2015.
And...
Mitch Grassi, 23, 2016." I spat.

He smirked. "That's not all."

I laughed. "I know. About 40 more people, including girls like Tori Kelly, Hannah hart, and
Mamerie hart."

He frowned. "How did you know that?"

"I do my research." I stretched. "Let's get this over with." I held my fist up.

"Okay. Bring it." He smirked.

I was just about to punch him, but just then, Kirstie ran to me, crying.

"Kirstie?? What's wrong?!"

"I..It's Mitch.." Then he looked at Travis and frowned. "So Alex, huh?" she said at me.

"What happened to Mitch, Kirstie?"

"H....He...he lost his voice..!"

Her words stuck to my brain as an electric shock. "His voice..." I choked.

Even though there were better features of him, he was most proud with his voice.
He had a high, beautiful voice, and I loved it as much as he did.
But his voice....missing..?