My Greatest Fear

The Pill

Mitch POV

Scott was leaving. 

That was his choice.

They said he was probably ready to go, and it was his choice whether he wanted to stay a little longer or leave.

And he picked the choice to leave.

Ok, maybe I should rewind a little bit..

So, we got our test results back.

Which meant that we would find out who would be staying or not.

Kirstie went up first and she took a good long look at the list before turning around and giving me a sympathetic look, which might've been my imagination. I mean, I was crazy.

Avi went up next, then Kevin, all of them giving me the same pitiful look.

Scott went up next to check and when he turned around his usual warm friendly blue eyes were filled with an emotion I only knew too well.

Pain.

"Mitch-"

"Move."

He looked shocked at my outburst, but I wanted to see the paper. And he was in my way.

He hesitated before moving and I walked up to the paper.

It said:

Kirstin Maldonado: Staying

Drew Monson: Staying

Avriel Kaplan: Leaving

Kevin Olusola: Staying

Mitchell Grassi: Staying

Shane Dawson: Leaving

Scott Hoying-

I couldn't read anymore.

Scott was.. leaving.

I knew this would happen.

I turned around to see Scott talking to a doctor, and I overheard some of the conversation.

"Scott, you have a choice. We think you're ready to leave. But if you feel like you have a reason to stay, you're welcome too."

He nodded before saying, "I'd like to leave. There's nothing important for me here."

"Ok, you'll be leaving tomorrow afternoon."

Scott looked over at me and tried to come near me, but I pushed him away.

"You know that I have problems with commitment! You f🍓cking knew! But you still played me! You were all like, "Oh yea I like you" and now you're like "There's nothing important here." 

He looked guilty and he opened his mouth to talk but I slapped him across the face.

"I hate you Scott Hoying. You are one of the worst people ever!"

I stormed off, needing to be alone before I completely fell apart.

*Flashback over*

And thats how I ended up in my bathroom on the floor crying.

I stood up and looked in the mirror, hating how broken I looked.

I walked over to the shower and turned it on, quickly stripping out of my clothes. 

I stopped for a second before walked over to the cabinet and getting out my pills that they gave me to help with my insomnia.

What a stupid idea.

I took the bottle and dumped out a few- well, more like 20.

Whoops.

I quickly shoved a few of them in my mouth, cringing at the taste of the bitter pills.

I kept doing this until I only had 3 or 4 left.

My vision was getting blurry, but I managed to quickly swallow the rest of them.

I remembered the shower was running so I quickly shut it off so that nobody thought I was drowning.

As if that would be the worst possible thing to happen.

I looked down at my body which had only boxers covering my skin.

I shrugged and walked out of the room, almost falling over when I became so tired.

I was almost to my bed when I collapsed.

And the last thing I said was, "I'm sorry Scott."

***

Scott POV

I walked into the room to see Mitch fall to the ground near his bed.

He whispered, "I'm sorry Scott." 

I quickly rushed over to him, ignoring Kirstie, Kevin, and Avi, who were all calling for me to stop.

I picked him up bridal style and sat on the bed with him in my arms, letting a few tears drop.

My hand went to his arm and I quickly moved my hand around his arm to find a pulse.

I quickly checked the other arm and became even more heartbroken when I failed to find one.

I put my hand over his chest, where his heart was.

And what really broke me was the silence. The coldness.

The lifelessness of the boy I loved.

I started sobbing and Kevin had to take Mitch out of my arms and set him on the other bed.

"T-t-his is a-all my f-fault!"

Kirstie shook her head. "Dip dot, it was his choice.."

"No! It was my fault! But I was the last name he spoke.. Oh my god Kit, I loved him, what do I do?" I asked, breaking down again.

"Sco-"

I put my hands over my ears, not wanting to even talk or listen to anybody.

It was then that it hit me.

My greatest fear wasn't being alone.

My greatest fear was losing Mitch Grassi.

The boy I loved.

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THE END

Oh my gosh! This crazy adventure is over!

Thank you so much for reading this, hopefully I haven't made you guys cry too much..

Who am I kidding? I even almost cried while writing this.

Anyways,

Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing this!

:) all your support means so much.

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-Emily :)