Gas Station (Scomiche) BOOK 2

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Mitch was sitting on a bridge with his feet hanging off the edge. It was almost three in the morning and he had no idea how he didn't crash his car getting here.

He took out his phone and dialed Travis number. After three rings he picked up with a groggy voice, "Mitch? Why did you call me at three in the morning?"

"T-To confront you about having sex with my husband. You told me you changed but you haven't the damn slightest." Mitch spat angrily.

The other end of the line was quit for a minute, "So he told you."

"Fucking explain to me!" Mitch said, almost in tears again.

Travis sighed and cleared his throat, "I'm sorry, I did have sex with Scott but I kind of pressured him. We were both drunk but he's a smart drunk and didn't originally want to do any thing with me. I just moved here and I was lonely, and Scott was the person who was nice enough to let me have a night with him."

Mitch felt tears fall as he spoke up, "Never fucking speak to me again." He ended the phone call and immediately blocked Travis's number.

Mitch threw his head back and began to let all the tears fall. He screamed and cried until he saw the sun rise.

He looked at the water below him and contemplated jumping, it would be an easy way out of this whole mess he was in.

He had no idea what to do about his marriage and if he should take the kids and leave Scott, go back and forget this ever happened, or deal with this the right way.

Mitch looked down at his phone next to him and saw many missed calls, text messages, and voice mails from Scott. He listened to the voice messages and began to cry yet again, they all said the same thing about Scott wanting Mitch to come back.

Mitch gripped his phone tightly and dialed Scott number, he pushed the call button hesitantly and waited for him to answer.

"Mitchy!" Scott yelled, "W-Where are you baby? I'll come and get you, please."

"I don't want you to come get me, tell your mom to keep the kids until this gets resolved. They shouldn't have to see a broken home until we know what's officially happening." Mitch said.

"P-Please don't do this, please don't threaten to break up our family. I didn't want to have sex with him, we were drunk and he guilted me into it!" Scott begged, "It's not like I'm the only one who did something bad, you were hanging around Travis without me knowing. You were sneaking around and lying too!"

Mitch felt his stomach turn when he realized Scott was right, "I. Didn't. Cheat. On. You." He was beyond angry with Scott, but couldn't help but think that he was right about Mitch not being completely honest either.

~

It's been two days since Mitch left and he missed everything.

He missed Tina and Jack, he missed cuddles, good morning kisses, he just missed his regular life.

Now he is sitting in his car which is parked in a parking lot outside of a hotel. His original plan was to get a hotel until he figured out what he was going to do, but all he had was his phone, the car, and what ever was in the car.

Mitch searched around for a car charger or any money to get a hotel for a night. It was dark outside and it wasn't ideal to sleep in a car for a night.

In the car Mitch found his car charger to his phone, and a folded envelope with 60 dollars in it. Mitch could either get a room for one night, get gas to his car, or get food.

He decided to get the cheapest snack food, and put a little gas in his car. He saved the rest for emergencies, and didn't get a hotel room.

Mitch looked at his phone and saw Scott calling for the third time in fourty minutes, "What do you want?" Mitch spat.

"D-Do you need anything? Food? Money? I can get you a hotel room. I just want you to be safe, I hate that you left because of me and I want you to be as comfortable as possible." Scott offered.

Mitch sighed and thought for a minute, "I found sixty dollars in the car, I bought food and gas. I'm sleeping in the car tonight."

"I-I'll call a hotel and make a reservation." Scott said.

Mitch didn't say anything back and let Scott make a reservation, "I'm parked at a hotel right now, on Barton avenue the Hampton hotel."

A few minutes later, Scott spoke up, "O-Okay I got you a hotel room please go inside and get warm. Take care of yourself, I love you Mitchy."

Mitch blinked a few times and wiped his eyes, "I-I love you too." Mitch hung up after that and got out of the car.

He checked into the room and the person at the desk handed him a key and a sympathetic look, since she noticed his red eyes.

Mitch went up to his room and stopped in front of the presidential sweet. He took in a deep breath and unlocked the room with his key, he stepped inside and saw that the room was huge.

It had a large balcony, a full sized fridge, two living rooms, a kitchen, full sized bathroom, and a bedroom with a king sized mattress.

He chuckled a little and took of his coat. He looked at his phone at the new text message from Scott, saying that he booked the room for three days.

Mitch opened up all the cabinets and saw that they were stocked full of food, at no cost. Mitch giggled and took out a package of Oreos and a Gatorade from the fridge. He turned on the tv and buried himself under the covers.