Regret.

Twenty Five

 lol hey bitches! i havent updated this in a while and im super duper sorry! i havent had ideas, so i havent updated. but, i've been watching twaimz, so yeah. goodbye from bad bitchica.

 Mitch's POV

  I woke up the next day with a sore throat and pounding head ache. I had no idea why, but I felt awful. I sat up and rubbed my temples before standing up and walking to the couch.

 "Mitch, are you okay?" Bella asked me and I coughed in response.

 "Not really," I groaned and layed down on the couch, feeling really cold.

 "Oh no, Mitchie." She said sadly and frowned. 

 "Bells, it's okay, I'll be fine." I sniffled and wiped my nose with my sleeve. 

 "I'm getting you drugs, bro." She said in a deep, ghetto voice and giggled. She stood up and walked to the cabinet, searching for a cold medicine I guess. 

 "Where's Scott?" I asked her when she came back.

 "StarBucks run," She answered and handed me two pills and a cup of water. 

 "Oh," I dragged out and swallowed the pills. 

 "I'm sorry you're sick, my love." She frowned and kissed my forehead. 

 "Don't make it my fault for you getting sick!" I croaked. She rolled her eyes and sat at the other end of the couch I was sitting on. She began scrolling through her phone and frowned.

 "Mitchie," She said sadly.

 "Mhm?" I asked. 

 "A Pentaholic died today," She said and looked me in the eye.

 "What?" I asked her.

 "A Pentaholic, Caitlyn, passed away today. She was in a car accident. #RIPCaitlyn is going through twitter. The fans are trying to trend it." 

 "Oh no..." I said and pulled out my phone, immediately going to twitter. 

 @/mitchgrassi: sad to hear about Caitlyn, my loves. #RIPCaitlyn.

 I sent the tweet and rubbed my eyes. I sneezed and Bella laughed.

 "You're cute when you're sick," She teased and I grunted. 

 "Thanks, hoe." I rolled my eyes and she laughed.

 "I'm back, Bella." I heard Scott say from the door.

 "Hey, Scooter." She smiled and her face turned to me.

 "Hey, Michelle." Scott said and his face fell. "Are you okay?"

 I sneezed in response.

 "Okay, so, no." He frowned and sat down on the couch across from Bella and me.

  I shook my head at him. My mood fell because I wasn't alone with Bella anymore, but I can't always get her like I want to.

 "Check Twitter, babe." Bella told Scott. 

 "I already saw about Caitlyn," He frowned. 

 "I love Pentaholics," I told him and smiled.

 "Same," Bella nodded and Scott copied her action. Bella continued to scroll through her phone and talked with Scott and I for a bit.

 "Mitch, you sound awful." She said and furrowed her brows.

 "Thanks, babe." I rolled my eyes.

 "You're welcome. Now, you should like, use one of those things that unclogs your nose." She told me and tilted her head, as if she was questioning herself.

 "I totally forgot what those were called, but it would work." I told her and nodded. 

 "Mitchie!" I heard a female voice yell.

 "Yes, Esther?" I called back, my voice going away.

 "Get your sick ass out here!" She demanded.

 "That's my que, ladies. Scotta blast," I giggled and winked at Scott who blushed. 

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awkward ending, sorry. but caitlyn is a real girl, a real pentaholic who passed away the other day. please, pretty please help the rest of us get #RIPCaitlyn trending on twitter. it would mean the world to me and probably PTX themselves. love you all, bye.