Skyenja

Chapter 5

(A/N) Sorry peeps (shit ton of English homework (If you don't read my skymu) updating is difficult).

Mitch's POV

"Shit! Shit! Shit!"  I whispered to myself as I looked over the mess I had made.  In hearing Ty say all those mean things to Adam, I had angrily thrown my arms out in front of me and knocked my Dank Drank all over  my keyboard and my computer was going nuts.  It closed everything I had up on my computer and ended the Skype call.  I quickly tried to dab at the purplish liquid with anything I could find, but the keyboard was history.  I quickly picked up my phone to call Adam and explain, but it was covered too.  I felt like such a complete idiot.  Why do I take my weird concoctions near my computer?

I sat there racking my brain, trying to think of a way to contact Adam, but couldn't think of any.  I never even got the chance to tell him I felt the same about him.  I buried my face in my hands and struggled back all my tears.  I just hope Adam doesn't do anything rational.

Adam's POV

I suddenly felt as though air could not enter my lungs properly.  I closed my eyes and tried to breathe, but I couldn't even think, let alone breathe.  I felt any ounce of hope drain from my every limb and I couldn't stop the shaking as it begun.  I tried to keep my deep, sorrowful sobs quiet, so not to disturb the 'housemate'.  I felt as though I couldn't even sit up anymore, and I eventually rolled out of my chair and crawled into my bed, where I curled up in a fetal position and cried until my eyes literally ran dry.  My eyelids felt so heavy I could hardly keep them open and I struggled to remain conscious.  I let sleep take over my body, and hoped this was all just a horid dream. 

As I awoke the next morning, I looked around my empty bedroom and thought that maybe, it had just been a dream.  But upon examining Skype, to my horror, I realized that it wasn't.  I felt tears rush to my eyes and before I could shed a single tear, the doorbell rang downstairs.  I contimplated just letting the person think there was no one home, but they seemed to be ruthless.  After almost five minutes of frantic knocking and the doorbell going nuts, I went to go answer the door.  On my trip to the door, I saw the utter disaster which you used to call my apartment was in.  The couch was flipped, showing all the light gray dust bunnies, and everything that had once called a table a home, was in the floor.  I knew that this is what Ty's exit had consisted of last night, although I never heard a thing.  I groaned when the door bell rang again followed by knocks against the hard wood.  I walked towards the door and swung it open, interupting them mid-knock.  I opened the door and saw the person I had expected the very least.  I came face to face with a breathless looking Mitch and almost threw up on sight.  I felt my body go rigid and all the color drain from my body.

"Oh my god Adam!"  Mitch held his chest and tried to catch his breath so he could make a coherent sentence.   "Dude, I'm so sorry!  I-I spilled my drink on my computer and it went nuts!  It close everything and ended the Skype call.  I couldn't call you because I ruined my phone.  I am so sorry!"  I let everything sink in and contemplated on whether or not to forgive him.  I bit my lip and watched him run his long fingers through his messy hair.  I sighed after a few moment of silence. 

I looked into his eyes and felt every bit of resolve melt away and I fell for him all over again.  "I-It's alright Mitch... It was..."  I struggled for the right word.  "It was an accident..."  I looked down saddly and watched my feet shuffled nervously.  After no less than a second of silence, Mitch broke it.

"Oh.  I never told you."  I felt my heart rate pick up.  "I love you too Adam."