Best Friend (Scomiche)

Chapter 28 | Good enough

Mitch's POV

"Well, I'll see you on Saturday night?" I confirm again.

"Yeah. I'll pick you up" Taylor says giving me a wink.

When I walked out of starbucks, he gives me a light smack on my butt. But when I whipped my head back to glare at him, he didn't seem to notice.

Maybe he did it on accident. He can't be one of those guys...

I walk home at a steady pace not really wanting to walk in on Scolex making out, so I dragged my feet across the floor and decided to take the long route home.

"OH MY GOD. MITCH?" I turn around to see who was shrieking.

"You're Mitch."  A girl around 17 walked up to me.

"Yes I am." I smile, "I assume, you are a pentaholic?" 

"Yes. Oh my god. Yes. I love you guys so much." She held her hand out to shake my hand, even though she obviously wanted a hug.

I chuckle, before giving her a tight hug.

"We love you too. What's your name sweetie?" I ask politely.

"Oh, right." She laughs, "I'm Krissie"

"It's with a C or K?"

"K" She said smiling.

"I like your name" I say giving her the signature Mitch smile, with dimples.

"Oh my god. Thank you! Where's Scott? I see starbucks" She says teasingly.

"He's home, I think." I say trying not to excite her with Scomiche.

"Are you okay Mitch?"

"Yeah, I'm fine" I say, a little confused, "Well, I got to go."

"Awh, okay" She says smiling, giving me another hug.

I need Scottie...

"It was so nice meeting you!" I say sweetly before walking away.

I start walking at a faster pace, but my mind started filling with thoughts. My head started spinning. 

When I reached our doorstep, I felt my breathing quicken, and my throat closing. 

Scottie's inside. Just open the damn door.

My hand shook as my eyes filled with tears.

Why are my panic attacks back?

"Scott?" I whimpered as I pushed the door open. I walked to his room and open the door. I see Scott on top of Alex, both of them half naked and kissing each other.

I let out a soft whimper but backed away from his room.

I run to my room and into my bathroom. I looked in the mirror at my blurred self. I felt tears going down my cheeks and fell onto the ground.

"Idiot. Nothing happened and you're on the ground." I say to myself.

It's okay. Scott said I was perfect.

He was lying.

No he wasn't. I can tell when he lies.

He's kissing Alex.

I'm about to date Taylor.

It's not fair for me to stop him from dating who he likes.

...

"Mitchie?"

Shit.

I rubbed my eyes hard and quickly.

"I'm in the bathroom." I say, my voice cracking a bit at the end.

Fuck my voice.

He walked in with ruffled hair, and looked at me with a confused expression.

"Are you okay? I didn't hear you come in the house." He said taking a step closer to me.

Yeah, cause you and your boyfriend were about to have sex.

"You were... busy." I say, walking past him.

When I turned around, I saw his deep red cheeks and immediately felt bad.

"I was teasing. It's fine." I say giving him a smile.

"We weren't having sex, if that's what you are thinking." 

"That's not what your sex hair is telling me." 

"We were making out." He said and immediately turned red again.

"I noticed."

"Oh, Mitch! Alex told me you were on a date." He said crossing his arms.

"Yeah and?" 

"Who's the guy?" He said with a stern tone.

"I don't like the way you are talking to me." I sass.

"Okay. Who's the guy?" He asks again with exaggerated sweetness.

"Scott..."

"WHO'S THE FUCKING GUY?" He shouts, his eyes flashing with an emotion, I am far too familiar with. Jealousy.

"Taylor."

"THE BARISTA?" 

"YES. WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SHOUTING?" I shout back angrily.

"BECAUSE HE'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU."

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