for him. -Scömìche-

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Scott POV

Mitch has been acting different recently. He has been keeping to himself, in his bedroom. He only really comes out to get food, because his bedroom is connected to a bathroom, he only comes out to eat, which is barely once a day. Im worried about him. He is my best friend, I cant loose him now. Not through the things that Alex and I are going through, that I haven't told anyone about. I don't want to tell anyone because i think we can get through it without anymore hell from anyone else. All i want is my best friend back to normal again. Speaking of him here he is now.

"Mitchie" I whispered. He didn't respond, he looked me in the eyes and started crying. What did I do to ruin him? He grabbed some water from the fridge and walked back to his room. When he looked at me he looked like he hadn't slept in months, the bags under his eyes were dark purple.  His hair was the greasiest i have ever seen it in the years I have known him. I want my Mitch back.

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Mitch POV

I could not physically communicate with him. It hurt knowing that he had no idea why I am like this, even i didn't tell him. I am not going to tell him, yet. Not until I find away to leave this world, and I know exactly that way. First I have to go to the store without Scott questioning anything. I grab some clothes out of my closet not caring at all what they looked like. I walked into the bathroom and flicked on the light and there it was, my best friend, my razor blade. I couldn't hold back anymore. I just couldn't handle this anymore. I walked over to the counter where the blade was located and i stared at it for a second, and smiled. I picked up the blade and sliced right across my wrist, the part of my wrist that has been itching because I have been needing to do this. Blood poured from the deep cut, and the blood wasn't going to stop gushing out anytime soon. I got undressed and went in the shower. I took a quick shower so Scott didn't suspect anything. I put the clothes on that i picked out earlier and walked out into the living room to see Alex and Scott cuddling on the couch. Tears filled up my eyes and I silently walked out of the door. I turned around before i closed the door and neither if them heard me, thank god. Scott would be so disappointed in me.

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I walked about 1 mile to the store. I entered the store and got exactly what i needed. I walked out and I saw him. Him as in Scott, what the heck was he here for?!

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Scott POV

Where the heck did he go? When did he leave? Why didn't he say he was going out? Wait, this is exactly what I did when I ran away from home. I left, no note, no text, nothing. What if he did just that? What if he ran away and never cane back? What if i just lost my best friend?

"Alex, get your ass dressed, shoes on, NOW!" I yelled as soon as I got up to use the bathroom and realized Mitch's bedroom door was open and he was no where to be found.

"Woah, slow your roll turbo" Alex replied in a sassy tone. This set me off, Im done. I grabbed my phone, my wallet, and my keys and stormed out of the door. We have been having problems recently so i feel like that was strike 3 for us. I feel like we have lost our lust for each other has slowly disappeared. We are drifting apart. I just don't want him anymore. He is becoming more needy for sex all of the time and i cant handle it. Its like he's using me or something.

I got to my car and started driving. I didn't care where i was going. I just wanted to find Mitch, and I am going to find him. I ended up parking and getting out by a drugstore. I don't know why, it just felt right. I walked into the drugstore looking for him, i didn't find him inside the store, but i walked outside and i saw his wallet, sitting on the sidewalk, in the sun. I looked around trying to spot him. When I finally did he started running away from me, not towards me like he normally does. I don't get it, what did i do. Normally if i do something that he doesn't like something I do he confronts me and I wont do that thing anymore.

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I didn't know what to do so I drove back home while taking my time because he obviously didn't want me talking to him. I walked to Mitch's room to see his door shut with a letter on it.

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Mitch POV

I ran home. He saw me which made me scared, i hope he doesn't speed home. If he doesn't speed it will give me some time to write the letter. I wrote about how much I have hated my life since I was 15, how much the band helped me but it couldn't give me as much help as i needed, how long i have been feeling like this, and lastly how much i have loved him, not just as friends but actually loved. I looked over to my bag from the store and grabbed the Ibuprofen bottle, it was 200mg/ tablet. I poured out all of the pills and grabbed a small cup of water and took all 200 pills in the bathroom of mine and my best friends apartment. This will be the last time i have to suffer. I can finally leave this cruel world. My dad cant blame me for stupid stuff anymore. Scott can live his happy life with Alex without me interfering. Pentatonix can continue without me to screw up everything. They can become more successful without the gay guy who sounds like a girl with a high voice. 

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