Mitch's POV
I'm absolutely, positively bored. Scott just left and said he had 'errands to run.' So, I'm going to talk with Kirst because I feel like Scott isn't telling me everything.
Who starts crying out of the blue without a reason? No one. Scotty is hurting, and he won't tell me why. I want to help him but, he won't let me in.
On the way to the Maldonado Residents, I went to a local Target and picked up hot chocolate, lots of candy and face masks.
We do this every Friday. So, I wouldn't expect her to care if I just came in the backdoor, like always. I put my bags on the counter and started to search for the little blonde.
I checked the living room, basement, and lounge area. I was so tired I didn't notice the light on in her room. I opened her door, ready to collapse on her bead and wait for her arrival.
"I love you too, Scotty."
"What the actual f-"
"Baby, it's not what it looks like. I promise," Scott pleaded for me to understand.
"I want answers. Now."
I know. I know. It's literally the shortest chapter ever but I wanted to leave it here. I might update tomorrow. I don't know it's just really up to you. I might even do another double. Tell me what interests you. I love hearing your opinions.
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