The Things I Love About You Part 2 (Completed)

C h a p t e r E i g h t e e n

Dedicated to Angel just because

Scott still hasn't come home, twelve hours after I woke up. It is 11:00 and I am still completely alone except for Wyatt. I decide to call Kirstie again.

"Hey, I can't really talk right now. Can I call you back later?" she says immediately. I hear a shriek in the background.

"Is everything okay?"

"Peyton fell and broke his arm and we're on the way to the hospital right now." Another shriek. "He's freaking out. I have to go. Bye." She hangs up before I can say anything else, so I call Dominic, desperate to hear a familiar voice.

"Heyo." he says cheerily. I try to match his tone.

"Hey."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Uh, why?"

"Don't lie to me, I can hear it in your voice."

"Nothing's wrong, per se, but, um...can you come over? Please?"

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I wait anxiously on the couch for the knock to arrive at the door, and when it does I let out a sigh of relief and gladly let Dominic in.

"'Sup, Princess?" he says immediately upon walking in.

"You haven't called me Princess in years." I say with a wry laugh.

"Where's Scott? I thought he was attached to you at the hip." He scans the room.

"I have no fucking idea where he is. He's been gone since before I woke up and left his phone here and I have no way to get ahold of his because I don't know where he is." I feel tears pushing at the back of my eyes as I think of all the possibilities. "What if...what if he left me?" I feel my heart wrench, in turn making me feel nauseous.

"Aw, baby, I'm sure he didn't. He loves you so much."

"Where the fuck is he then?!" I scream, unable to stop the tears from rushing down my face. "I just want to know where the hell he is!" I dig my nails into my hands, letting the worry that has been building up through the day crash over me as I double over. Dominic goes to hug me, but I shove him away so hard he stumbles and barely catches himself. "Don't touch me!"

"Mitch, listen to me."

"No." I grab at whatever is close to me at throw it at the ground, feeling a little bit of stress relieve itself when it shatters against the wood.

"Okay, listen to me right now." By now my chest is heaving so hard it hurts and my pulse is way too fast, but I stop to listen, turning toward Dominic with hesitant attention. "I can see that you cannot be convinced that Scott didn't leave you, but I need to lecture you, right now. So sit your ass down and listen." I trudge over to the couch, flopping down lazily on it. Dominic sits down on the other end. "You've always had this thing in the back of your mind telling you that you aren't good enough for anyone. That they'll leave you because of it. Well listen here, honey, you are good enough. You're good enough for anyone, and honestly you're probably better than anyone in the entire damn universe deserves. I don't know why you've always been like this. You were like this with Travis, with me, and now with Scott. You were convinced that we were all going to leave you." I open my mouth to interject, but he cuts me off. "Yes, I do realize that Travis broke up with you, but that was not the same thing as leaving you. He did not just...never speak to you again. He broke up with you because you two weren't right for each other anymore. But you and Scott, you are made for each other. It's not just that you are right for each other at the moment, but you two are special. Your souls were designed to accompany the other. The only happens once, Mitch. He's not going to leave you, ever, because you two are soulmates. Now, let's get you some ice cream and some alcohol and we'll go from there. Deal?" I let out a blubbering laugh, grateful to have my best friend at my side again.