A/N: this section is going to be the last chapter but in Mitch's POV. I'm aiming to make this 1000 words so I hope I can do it. Also I would like to raise a TRIGGER WARNING: this cheaper contains moments of self harm and mentions of that and emotional and physical abuse, you have been warned.
Mitch's POV
I wonder what Scott is doing, maybe on his phone, I always think about my roommate, my best friend, my...crush. I hate to admit I like him. I don't know what to do and we'll start touring in four days. Only four! Maybe I should tell Kirstin, but she'll probably go too scömìche for anyone to handle. But if she ships us even if it's jokingly, it's still a good thing right?
My mind was occupied by too many things but I didn't mind it. Today was 30th June, 2016 and that date has a certain meaning. While thinking more of course about Scott and actually reassuring myself that today has and will be okay, all I heard from my phone beside me as I layed on my bed was *ding ding ding di-di-ding* as messages must have been sent every millisecond. I reluctantly unlocked my phone to open up these messages:Unknown number: hey Mitch
Unknown number: I miss you
Unknown number: today would have been the day you and me got together, our three year anniversary.
Unknown number: why did you have to break up with me? What did I do?Oh no, it's him. This is exactly what I didn't want to happen. I froze in my position; not knowing how to feel. After breaking up with him a year ago, the monster still tried to haunt me. But I'm supposed to feel safe. The messages started to get worse.
Unknown number: fuck you and Scott too, you two are together now aren't you?
Unknown number: why did I even date you you stupid whore, go and kill yourself
Unknown number: ANSWER ME MITCHELL OR I WILL COME AND GET YOU AND YOU'LL BE SORRY
Unknown number: LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO ME. EVERYONE HATES YOU YOU STUPID SLUT. GO BURN IN HELL LIKE THE FAG YOU AREI started to cry. He came back to haunt me, I deleted his number after breaking up with him during the sing off. I thought he'd leave me. Forever. He'd go away. He was the nightmares and the courage I used to get away from him and the support was my dreamcatcher, it took all the bad away and the good came along. But the dreamcatcher doesn't always work and that's the harsh reality I've had to face in many different ways. That monster made me get eating disorders, gave me bruises by digging his fingers into my arms to hold me away from escaping out of the door and always put me down when I tried to sing. He'd remind me how shit I am at everything. His name is Travis, and I hate him for what he did to me. I never want him to do it again.
He doesn't know where me and Scott live. He won't find me right? Right?!I started rocking back and forth and sobbing. More *dings* happily blurted out from my phone .
Unknown: YOUR FAMILY SHOULD'VE KILLED YOU
Unknown: CAN'T BELIEVE I DATED YOU, I MUST HAVE BEEN HIGH THE WHOLE TIME. NOBODY DESERVES A WORTHLESS HEARTBREAKER PIECE OF SHIT LIKE YOU, DO US ALL A FAVOUR AND DIEI'd had enough. I hated this all and I didn't want to put Scott through this drama again. I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I got up from my bed and walked over to my en-suite bathroom while opening the cabinet. Just as I was about to reach to grab something, I heard a knock at my bedroom door, forgetting I'd locked it, I flung myself onto the bed and silently sobbed, trying not to make my emotions clear. I muted my phone as more messages showed up on the screen.
"Hey Mitch?" It was Scott, I need him so bad but he doesn't need the burden which is my life.
"Y-yeah?" I tried so hard not to sound like I was crying.
"Alex is throwing a party tonight at 21:30 for no reason but I thought it would be fun. Did he invite you?"
"No, I was never t-told about it." I wish someone had told me, then I would have already had something to look forward to before all of this had happened. But I can hardly look forward to pretty much anything anymore and I hate myself for it.
"Mitchie do you want to go there with me?"
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It's Been Too Long (Scömìche)
Fanfiction"He's my best friend; but what if that's all we'll ever be?" Mitch Grassi has been in love with Scott Hoying for what feels like years. But he's his best friend...surely it would be too awkward for the feeling to be mutual, right?