Mitch's POV
"Scott? Scott I'm home! Where are yo-" I called, but was cut off by Alex punching me.
"What the hell!" I yelled as I landed on the floor of my apartment.
"I am sick and tired of Scott always talking about you, so I decided to take care of him..." Alex explained with an evil grin.
"What did you do to Scott?" I yelled. Alex just laughed.
"Go into his room" Alex demanded. I rushed into Scott's room. He was lying lifeless on the ground.
"SCOTT!!! NO, NO PLEASE! WHY? SCOTTIE PLEASE ANSWER ME! NOOOOOOOOOOOO" I sobbed. I then saw the bullet hole in his head.
"Now that you know... I'll have to kill you too" Alex grinned.
"Go ahead! I don't care anymore... A life without Scott is a life I don't want to live!" I cried. I felt a peircing pain in my head as I fell to the ground. Alex had shot me.
"Mitch! Mitchie calm down, I'm right here... Shhhhh, Did you have a bad dream?" Scott asked as I jolted awake with a scream. I nodded my head. That wasn't the first time I've had that dream. But in those dreams I had before, I never made it to that point.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Scott asked.
"No, not right now... I'll tell you in the morning, but... Could you maybe stay here?" I explained.
"Of course Mitchie!"
"Sing to me?" I asked like a toddler as I laid my head on Scott's bare chest. He nodded in reply and began to sing me to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
Scömìche One Shots
FanfictionScömìche one shots- some will be sad, happy, fluffy, smutty.... I'll put this symbol; (S) in the title of a chapter with smut and this symbol; (TW) in the title of sad ones.
