Warning: mentions of rape
Mitch stumbled into my arms and sung in some unknown language that he made up. I picked him up and took outside of the club, "Okay, I'm cutting you off let's go home Mitchie." He whimpered begged not to but I put him in the car, buckled his seatbelt, and closed his door.
I got into my side and he grabbed my arm, "How did you do that!?" he asked worried and astonished. I just laughed and started the car heading home.
"I just walked around the car, Mitch." I shook my head at his foolishness as he started doing the macarena to an Ariana Grande song but kept messing up.
"OMG!" he exclaimed and I turned to him wondering what was wrong.
"What!?" I asked scared of what he was freaking out about.
"You know what sounds good right now! Pizza, pizza sounds fucking great. Can we please get some pizza in this bitch, she needs it." he laughed and saw something out the window. He followed it with his eyes and I laughed.
"We're not getting pizza Mitch." I said and he suddenly got really sad and angry.
"If you don't want me to have pizza because of my weight than just say it! I don't need you lying to me everyday as I try to change myself for you!" he scolded me catching me by surprise.
"What are you talking about Mitch? Are you kidding me!? You are literally a twig if anything you should eat pizza. I just know that as soon as you take a bite all the alcohol is gonna catch up to you and you're going to puke like crazy. I don't like seeing you like that." I told him as we pulled up to our house.
He messed with the buckle getting frustrated when he couldn't unbuckle it. I got out opened his door and did it for him, he glared at me "I could do it myself."
"Yeah, if we sat out here for an hour. C'mon Mitch lets just get you to bed." I said and he nodded holding his arms out.
"Carry me peasant!" he yelled and a couple of people looked at us. I picked him up and rolled my eyes. He kept sprawling out making his body a star which made it almost impossible to carry him.
"Mitch stop it, you're making this really difficult." I muttered and he giggled before wrapping his arm around my neck and resting his head in the crook of my neck. I smiled and opened the front door, I carried him to his bed and he slumped down onto his pillow. I kissed his forehead before I left to go to the bathroom.
When I came out he wasn't in his bed, I looked around his room. "Mitch? Mitch where are-?" my question was answered when I saw him sitting on the couch downing a bottle of wine that was full and in our pantry just minutes ago. He had to have drank at least 3/4s of it as I was in the bathroom.
"Mitch! Stop, drinking!" i scolded him and took the bottle, he started crying.
"NO! No, without it I can't keep it! I can't keep it from Scott anymore! I don't want to hurt him! I need it please give it back!" he was almost sobbing, what is he talking about?
"Mitch what are you talking about?" I asked breathing slowly.
"I have to tell him, I do I have to! He's going to hate me for not telling him! I don't know why I didn't tell him right away! He's gonna hate me!" he sobbed and I put the wine down and pulled him into a tight hug as he cried into my shoulder.
"He could never hate you, you know that right?" I said and he just shrugged, "No, I'm serious he loves you. He could and will never hate you!" I reassured him but he didn't look like he felt any better. "Now, what happened?"
He looked up at me, "Scott, he...he has this boyfriend. I don't like him, I try but he keeps coming up with reasons for me to hate him. He treats Scott like shit and doesn't let him do anything." he started crying again, "Alex went to the club with us the other day and Scott left early because he wasn't feeling well. I went to follow him but Alex grabbed my hand." he started to sob.
"Shh, it's okay. It's okay." I was trying to soothe him but I was so confused and I wanted to know what happened that night, Mitch has been acting weird ever since.
"Di-did, you sleep with him?" I asked trying not to think of it, I had to get it out of the way if that was it.
"I didn't want I didn't want to but...but...I wasn't strong enough!" he yelled looking at me and my heart dropped.
"He pulled me out back on the balcony and...and punched me in the gut. I fell and he started accusing me of horrible things like making out with Scott or sleeping with him! I tried to explain that we were just friends nothing more but he was so angry. He screamed at me, 'Then tell me you're not in love with him! Look me in the eye and tell me you're not in love with my boyfriend and I'll believe you!'" Mitch started sobbing and fell back into my arms, I couldn't believe Alex did that. I was so angry and I wanted to go yell at Alex but Mitch wasn't done and I couldn't leave him.
"And... and I couldn't do it! I couldn't lie to him, I couldn't lie anymore I just averted my eyes and started to cry. He-he pulled me up and I expected the worse but in never came. I opened my eyes cautiously and he just pinned me to the wall and...and..." He started sobbing again and I tried to comfort him but I was just so confused.
"What happened Mitch?" I whispered and he wiped his tears before looking me straight in the eye.
"He raped me." He whispered and looked down. I pulled him to me and I started crying. I'm going to kick Alex's ass later and call the police. I looked down to see that Mitch fell asleep in my arms.
****Next morning****
I woke up with a small headache but nothing huge. I went to check on Mitch to find his empty bed and the water running in the bathroom.
I was about to turn and leave when the door opened and Mitch came out shirtless and yoga pants.
"Scott?" He asked confused as to why I was in his room.
"Oh sorry I was just coming to check on you." I said and he nodded rushing to put a shirt on. That's when it all hit me like a ton of bricks.
Alex, my fucking boyfriend, raped Mitch. Raped.
"Mitch? Can I ask you something?" I asked and he now had a long sleeve shirt on and nodded.
"What's up?" He asked and I looked down.
Tears filled my eyes just thinking about it and I'm pretty sure he noticed because he came and pulled me into a hug.
"Are you okay?" He asked and I pulled away angry at myself. I should've been comforting him.
"D-did Alex..." I couldn't form the words and he pulled away cringing at his name.
"D-did he force you Mitchie?" I uttered out with tears running down my cheeks and he snapped his neck up shocked at what I just said.
"What?"he asked nervously.
"Did Alex rape you that night at the club?" I asked and he flinched at the words and shuttered. "He did didn't he!? I'm gonna fucking kill him!" I screamed and started to leave when Mitch stopped me with a hand on my shoulder.
"Stop! Don't! It was my fault! I wasn't strong enough to stop it and I-I'm such a slut I-" I cut him off but pulling him into a big hug.
"Don't you ever say that about yourself you are absolutely perfect! You are incredibly strong! I love you okay? There is no fucking way he is going to get away with taking advantage of you like that!" I pulled away and he was crying now.
"I'm sorry! I ruined everything! I ruined your relationship! I just ruin everything!" I stopped him but slamming my lips into his. He kissed back immediately and wrapped his arms around my neck.
"I'm in love with you" I said and he grinned.
"Thank god."
