One Last Time - Scömìche

Chapter 4

Mitch's POV

"Kit, it's gonna be okay! Please don't cry." I hug her as she quiets down her sobs.

"Mitch she's leaving for 6 months. I'm gonna be alone for 6 months. I don't know if I can handle that." She looks so upset, and I feel horrible. Her Mom is all she's had as her family. They're inseparable, and I can only imagine how much this is tearing her apart.

"You have me. You know I'll always be here. My parents will understand if I have to be here Kit, they love you just as much as I do. You know you can call any time you need something. Even just someone to talk to." I squeeze her tighter, hoping that she feels a little safer, and a little less alone.

"Thanks Mitchy. I needed that." She stops crying, smiling as she looks at me.

"I love you, crazy bitch." She laughs at me.

"Love you more asshole."

I'm glad she feels better. Mama M is leaving in about a half an hour. She needs out help making sure she's ready so we can head to the airport.

"Let's go help Mom, Kit." I stand up, grabbing her hand and pulling her up as well. She sighs.

"Okay, let's go." We both walk up to Mama M's room. She's standing over her suitcase and looking around.

"Looking for something?" I ask.

"No, just making sure I have everything I'll need. It's hard to plan for a trip this long." She sits down on the bed and sighs. "I'm gonna miss you guys. A lot." Kit runs over, hugging her Mom. After they've finished, I walk over to hug her as well. "Be here for her. Please. I trust you." She whispers in my ear.

"I promise.", I say, squeezing her one more time before stepping back and walking over to Kit. She had made her way across the room, looking at pictures of her and her mother.

"Its gonna be okay. Let's be happy!"

"Okay. Yeah. Let's go take Mom to the airport, then we can go have fun." She smiles, getting excited for us to go out and enjoy ourselves. Grabbing her bags, Mama M makes her way out to my car as we follow her. I slide into the driver's seat, putting on some music to try and lighten the mood.

Scott

I'm kind of at a loss of what to do while I'm down here. Mom makes me sleep down here all the time, but she usually sends me just before bed. I go right to sleep when that happens. Right now, it's almost 2 pm. There's no way I can fall asleep right now. I know Mom would let me leave the house. Whenever she makes me come down here, it's just because she wants me away from her. I know I have permission to leave, but I have no idea where I could go.

I guess I'll try just listening to some music, since there's not much else I can do. I put my headphones in and close my eyes, listening to some Beyonce and singing quietly.

After what only felt like 5 minutes, I look at the clock. How is it already 2:30? I really want to go somewhere. I still have no idea where I would go though. Wait! I can message that boy. It'll be nice to talk to him again.

Me: Hi :)

Mitch: Hi :) What's up?

Me: Not much. I was bored and I thought it would be nice to talk to you again.

Mitch: Well I'm glad you did! I was hoping we wouldn't stop talking. You seem really nice.

Me: You seem nice too! And not to be weird, but you're also pretty beautiful. I love your profile picture. You look really happy in it :)