Bullied By Scott Hoying

Chapter 16

Mitch’s Point of View

I was so happy for Kirstie, I think her and Kevin would make a great match, except Kevin is going back to college in less than a week and they would only see each other about once a week if even that.

I was brought out of my thoughts by my phone lighting up and making loud vibrating noises, signalling someone was calling me. I pushed myself up onto my elbows and checked the caller ID; Kirstie.

“Hi!” I said cheerfully, but my face fell as I could literally feel the tension and confusion in Kirtie’s strained “Hi.”

“Umm what’s wrong?” I asked worriedly.

“What? Nothing. Nothing is wrong. Why would anything be wrong?” Kirstie spluttered.

“Oh, well I was just wondering… how did your date go?” I asked kirstie, deciding on changing the subject.

“It was…interesting. But I am not sure if I really like him as much as I thought I did.” Kirstie said, speaking quite slow, as if she was trying to choose the correct words before saying her sentence.

“Why?” I asked, a bit harsher than I had meant to, subconsciously getting defensive of my cousin.

“Oh nothing too bad, it’s just… he kind of brags about himself, I mean I get that he is smart. He goes to Yale and all of that, I just think he just a tiny bit full of himself."

I nodded in understanding. “Yeah he can be like that, but are you meeting again?”

“Well he said he would call me but I don't think that is going to happen and if it did I don't think I want to meet up with him again. I think I found someone else, I think I found Mr. Right…”

Kirstie said the last part so quietly I am pretty sure she thought I hadn’t heard, but I definitely had.

“What?!” I said breathlessly.

“Nothing.” Kirstie said, sheepishly, and with that she hung up.

I sighed, putting my head in my hands. Why does my life have to be so complicated?!

Just then my phone buzzed and I instantly grabbed it, thinking it was Kirstie.

Instead I saw a text from Scott.

Scott: please come to the park around the corner at exactly 9:00 am tomorrow morning. :)

I smiled, hoping it was something nice. I checked my clock, it was already 11:24 pm so I pulled the covers up to my waist and fell into a dreamless sleep.

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The next morning I awoke to the irritating sound of my alarm. I glanced over and saw it was 8:01 am.

I got out of bed and picked out my clothes, deciding on a plain white T-shirt with my “vans off the wall” hoodie and some grey skinny jeans. I took a quick shower and slipped on my chosen clothes.

Running downstairs I grabbed an apple and held it with my teeth while I put my vetements jacket on as it was chilly in the mornings. I slipped on my vans and walked out into the cool morning air.

By the time I was at the park it was almost 9 o’clock, and I stood awkwardly at the entrance, as Scott had not told me where to go.

 Just then a little girl walked up to me and pulled on my jacket. I crouched down and smiled at her. She looked no older than five.

“Excuse me, are you Mitch Grassi?”

I smiled a confused smile, completely bewildered of her knowledge of me.

“I am, and what’s your name, sweetie?” I asked her kindly.

“Grace. And I was ordered to give you this and now you have to follow me.” She said, handing me a bouquet of pink and wine red roses.

I smiled widely and took them from her, breathing in their beautiful scent.

Grace tugged on my pants, gesturing me to follow her. She started to walk along the path leading to the center of the park and I followed suit.

We reached the massive pavilion at the center of the park, and I gasped as I saw Scott sitting in a wooden chair, rose petals on the floor around him and a guitar resting gently on his lap.

He smiled shyly at me and gestured for me to sit on the bench facing him. I sat down and stared at the man sitting in front of me in awe. He looked breathtakingly beautiful. I didn’t think he could get any more perfect, that is, until he started singing.

‘ Started like a movie scene

Once upon a London street oh oh,

Tried to play it like James Dean

Cigarettes in my sleeve oh oh

Like a map the story of our lives

Couldn’t fit in only black and white

If it’s true that legens never die

Me and you could stand the test of time

We could be timesless

We could be classic

We could be stars

We could be rose gold, rose gold

We could be diamonds

We could be an anthem

We could be stars

We could be rose gold, rose gold '

 

I let the lyrics wash over me as I stared at the beautiful man singing in his angelic voice. I felt more emotion towards him than I ever had.

He finished the song, looking up at me with sad eyes.

“Mitch, I want to say I am sorry for everything I did, everything I have put you through. Every day I used to think about why I was doing it to you and I honestly didn’t know. I regret it every second of every hour of every day. You will probably never forgive me but this is my apology to you. Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi I am truly sorry for everything I have done.”

Tears were streaming down my face as I ran towards him, jumping on him in a tight hug. I buried my face into his chest as he held me gently, as if I was a porcelain doll that could break any second.

“I forgive you.” I whispered in his ear, before placing my lips on his in a sweet and passionate kiss.

A/N Hello loves! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! If any of you have any feedback,  positive or negative feel free to comment or Private Message. The next update will be next Sunday and continuing every Sunday from then on. Love you guys!