"Scott?" I crept out of my room. "Can we talk?"
Scott nodded, standing. "Of course."
I sat next to him. Scott closed his eyes. "Listen, about....about last night...at Avi's burial...."
"Shhh. It's okay. You don't have to say anything." I closed my eyes and groaned. "Let me just tell you something........Will you listen?"
Scott nodded. "Of course, yeah."
"I wanna go back to Texas."
Scott's eyes widened. "What?! B...but...!"
"I thought you said you would listen?"
Scott shut up.
"....Anyways...I want to know who's behind the whole fake Lulu thing. It's been a long time and I hear it's still going on. I have to get to the bottom of that.
"And also...Alex....and your father. They won't stop until I fight them and win. I will get them."
I sighed. "So....I guess..."
"Mitchie I'm really sorry. I can't come with you."
I blinked. "What?"
Scott didn't say anything and I grabbed his shoulder and shook him. "What do you mean..?"
"...I still work here. I have to finish on my modeling. And...I can't go back. Just....not yet. I promised....I promised someone I'll come back as my self. My true self but I didn't....didn't find myself yet. I think...I wanna stay here for a while. I'm sorry."
I glared at him. "I thought you said you loved me."
"Mitch of course I do. I really...."
"...Forget it." I blinked back my tears and flew of, spreading my big black wings and taking in the wind.
Scott's POV
Not just yet.
