Chapter 1: Adam, Ty and Jason - The Rap Masters

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(A/N First Chapter Yey!!)

 

Mitch's P.O.V

 

I have only been here an hour and I'm tired and I miss Mat, I don't even feel like eating! That is something new for me! Jerome comes in to the living room where I am sitting and asks,

“You want to go to the beach, Biggums?”. I nod and we leave to get in the car along with Jason, Ty and Adam, all rapping,

“Let's go to the beach, each,

Let's go get a wave

They say, what they gonna say?

Have a drink, clink, found the bud light

Bad bitches like me is hard to come by”

 

I'm surprised they get that far before losing rhythm and failing massively. They just laugh it off, Adam's signature laugh loud enough to hear down the street.

 

Time skip to the beach!

 

 

We have been sat on the beach for half-an-hour and Adam, Jason and Ty were screwing around in the water as Jerome absent-mindedly buried my feet as I sun-bathed. I was shocked when out of the blue he asked,

“What's the matter, Mitch?”, His tone completely serious.

“What are you talking about?”, I reply confused.

“You, you have been acting strange and I know it has only been a couple of hours but we have all noticed Mitch!”

“There is nothing wrong, I am just tired”

“I don't believe you”

I have to tell him, he can help me make an excuse for the other guys. What about Mat? He might not want me to tell anyone. I decide to tell him that I am missing Canada and my friends back there. He buys it. I think.

 

Mat's P.O.V

 

I am sat with Rob in the cinema and we are watching the new Thor movie. I can't say I am paying attention.

“Mat, dood, please what's wrong!?”, Rob's voice grabs my attention.

“Nothing!”, I snap making him jerk backwards, “Look sorry, I didn't mean to shout!”

He replies calmly,

“Look, it's okay, I know you're having a rough time. I just wish you would tell me what was wrong”.

“I'm fine, just, trust me, please”

“Okay”

Later that night when Rob dropped me off at my place all he said was,

“Mat, don't do anything stupid”, he nods to the scars on my arms. They were from at-least two years ago but he knew that absolutely anything could tip me over the edge. The only reason I stopped was because of Mitch.

 

He lead me out of the dark shadows where the voices were loud and clear.  To be honest I had felt myself slowly creeping back to the corner as Mitch's departure date came closer.  I nodded and just walked away.

I sat in bed that night just thinking about Mitch, his dark brown eyes that could melt an ice-cube.  His hair that he never payed attention too even thought it looked perfect and was so precious to him.  About all the times he had torn his label of his bottle just to tell me secretly that he wanted to go to bed (if you know what I mean).  The reason he did that was because I study pshycology at college (I don't think he actually does) and the first thing we learned was that if someone peeled the label off of a drinks bottle then they were sexually frustrated.  I told Mitch this and he started doing it on purpose just to mess with me.  I slowly drifted to sleep feeling very uncomfortable alone and without the smell of my boyfriend.

Dream:

I woke up on a beach.  Where was I?  Then I saw Mitch and Jerome in the distance.  I walked over, they hadn't noticed me when I saw Jerome lean in and press his lips to Mitch's.  To my suprise Mitch kissed him back.  Then he stood and turned to me,

"You see Mat, I don't love you, that's why I left!", I start to sob and I feel my legs buckles and I fall to the ground except it isn't there anymore.  I just keep falling and falling until I see the ground, blood red.  

(Over)

 

I jolt awake like you do when you have a dream that you're falling.  I start to sob and I break my promise with Rob and go to the bathroom.  Grabbing the razor out of the cabinet, I never threw it away and i don't know why, I put it to my wrist and slowly drag it downwards.  Blood starts dripping from my arm as I repeat the same action a few more times.

When I feel satisfied, I go back to bed, not bothering to wash my arm, and grab my phone and send out a quick tweet:

TheNoochM:

I feel like I'm being swallowed.

 

and I go to sleep.

 

(A/N So I have given myself a limit that if a chapter is not atleast 1000 words I can't post it. <--- I say this but this chapter is only 865 words long! 1 vote to next chapter please!

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