Help.

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****Flashback****

"Mr. Grassi?" The officer asked as Mitch approached him in the hallway of the hospital. Mitch nodded and the officer handed him the papers.

"He's handcuffed to his bed and as soon as he gets well enough he will be put in prison." The officer informed him and Mitch nodded.

"Thank you." Mitch said and the officer scratched the back of his neck.

"Listen, he wants to see you. You don't have to but he called for you." The officer said and Mitch looked up at him confused.

"Me? Not Scott?" He asked and the officer shook his head.

"No he called for Mitch." He said before returning to his post. Mitch furrowed his eyebrows and started the paperwork. He finished quickly and walked over the officer and handed him the papers.

He thought for a second before he walked cautiously into the room. Alex looked like hell but Mitch could barely focus he just immediately regretted the decision of walking in in the first place.

"Mitch." He said getting Mitch's attention. Mitch stood at the foot of the bed and looked at him.

"They said you wanted to see me. Why?" He asked and Alex gulped.

"Is Scott okay?" He asked and Mitch scoffed.

     "Why do you care? You're the one who basically killed him." Mitch said staring at the man in the bed with hatred.

     "Mitch," Alex said taking his eyes from his lap to Mitch's. "I just want to know if he's alright."

    "He's alive yes." Mitch said and sighed, "is that all?" Alex nodded and Mitch walked over to the door.

     "Mitch wait!" He called and Mitch turned around in the doorway. "Tell him I'm sorry and that I love him."

      Mitch scoffed shaking his head, "Go to hell Alex." He said before leaving the hospital and never turning back.

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      Scott had been laying on their bed hugging himself for the past hour. He hadn't said a word to Mitch and Kirstie but he left the door open so they could see he wouldn't try anything.

     Mitch leaned against the doorframe for a second looking at the love of his life fall apart on their bed. He was facing away from Mitch and was barely moving. Mitch would have been worried if he hadn't seen his chest rise and fall.

      Mitch walked over to his side of the bed and sat next to Scott. Scott didn't react, he continued staring into nothing.

     Mitch put his hand on Scott's leg and he flinched causing Mitch to immediately take his hand away. Scott sighed and squeezed his eyes shot, "I'm sorry." He whispered.

     Mitch shook his head and begged for the tears that started to well up to stay in his eyes. "It's okay. It's going to take some time again and that is perfectly okay." Scott nodded.

     "Ummm... I don't really know how to say this." Mitch said fidgeting with his fingers. Scott finally looked at him and that's when Mitch noticed how puffy his eyes were and how exhausted he looked.

     "Never mind it can wait till morning. You should get some sleep." Mitch said and Scott grabbed his hand before Mitch could get up.

     "You and I both know I'm not getting any sleep tonight. Please don't keep anymore secrets from me." Scott said his voice cracking.

     Mitch rubbed the top of his hand with his thumb, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you... I just... I didn't think you would be able to handle it." Scott shook his head.

     "What were you going to tell me?" He asked and Mitch looked down at their hands.

      "They found Alex... The police did... umm... his car smashed into a light pole about ten minutes away. He-he wasn't wearing a seatbelt and he went through the wind shield. He-he didn't make it." Mitch said carefully.

     Scott closed his eyes. "Is he actually dead Mitch?" He asked and Mitch bit his lip to hold back tears. He knew he had broken their trust and it pained him.

      "Yes. They are doing the autopsy now but we can see him in the morning if you want to." Mitch said his voice slowly going into a whisper.

     "Okay." Scott whispered. Mitch nodded but didn't know what to do. He couldn't tell if Scott wanted him there. Scott was still holding onto Mitch's hand but it was lose and Scott wasn't looking at him.

     "I finally felt safe..." Scott said breaking the silence looking into Mitch's eyes. "From him... From myself. Then he came back and ruined everything. I know everything is okay now but I feel so scared. I don't feel safe anymore."

     Mitch nodded, "You will feel safe again Scott." Mitch squeezed his hand and Scott pulled his hand away. Mitch frowned and stood up.

     "Do you want me to sleep with you?" Mitch asked quietly and Scott looked at him surprised.

     "No matter how mad I am at you don't ever let me sleep alone ever again." Scott said and Mitch nodded and climbed in the other side.

     "Good night Scott. I love you." Mitch whispered turning he lamp, next to his bed off.

There were a few seconds of silence before Scott whispered, "I love you too."