Travis - Scömìche Fanfic

Chapter 8

Mitch laid in his hospital bed, scared and alone.

His hospital clothes showed his arms and legs which made him cover himself under the blanket.

Mitch's breath got shaky and he was looking all around the room.

He looked to his arm where Travis infected the needle the day before.

The purple spot was still visible.

Mitch rubbed it and started to get one of his urges again.

He tried to stand up but he was held back by a bunch of wires and needles attached to him.

"What the-"

Mitch was about to rip them off before the doctor, Mr. Drew Monson came in.

He had a big smile on his face. "Hello Mitch, it's nice to see you again."

Mitch just gave a sad smile and brought his hands away from the wires.

The doctor sat down at the end of the bed, near Mitch's feet.

"Please don't tell Scott. Please."

The doctor sighed sadly.

"Mitch, are you still taking drugs? Are you still self harming?"

Mitch nodded. He could trust Mr. Monson with anything.

"I thought you broke up with Travis."

"Drew, I love him. I can't break up with him if I'm still in love with him."

"But he's making you do these things to yourself."

"No he's not."

"Look to your arm if you don't believe me."

Mitch just kept staring at the doctor.

"He doesn't make me do those things. They are my choices not his," Mitch lied.

"Mitch-"

"No. If I lose him, I'll have no one left."

"You have Scott."

"But he doesn't love me, he's in a relationship. And so am I."

Mr. Monson shrugged.

"Well I have to tell someone. It's either your parents or Scott."

Mitch scooted forward in desperation.

"No! Please don't. No one can know."

"But who knows when you will be back here because of Travis. You need to stay away from him."

Mitch sighs in defeat and looks away.

"Just please don't tell anyone."

He looks back to Mr. Monson.

"I won't forgive you if you do."

The doctor thought about how he should answer.

"Ok.. Fine. But promise me that you'll stop."

"Alright," Mitch lied.

"So, with your uh... Reports. You fainted because of the-"

"I know the drill, Drew. Is Scott here?"

"Yes, he's in the waiting room. I didn't know if you were asleep or not."

"Ok, can he come in? Please?"

"Of course, he'll be in in a bit."

Mitch nods as the doctor leaves to get Scott.

Mitch brought his attention back to his arm.