Mitch's POV
"Why don't you act like this at school?" Scott asked.
My dad used to abuse me when I was little and I-I M-"
"You what?"
"I murdered him."
"WHAT?!?!"
"Shh! They don't know!"
"Mitch, you're the nicest person I've ever met and I love you so will you be my boyfriend?"
"Yes!! Off topic, but YES!!"
So, Scott Hoying was my boyfriend.
Scott's POV
Mitch fricking Grassi is my boyfriend
MITCH GRASSI IS MY FUCKING BOYFRIEND
I went to school today expecting to see Mitch in Homeroom. Nope. He wasn't in the first 3 periods. I was worried. I ran out of class after the bell and ran to Mitch's house. I knocked. Nothing. The door was unlocked so I walked in.
"Mitch?"
I heard a loud bang from upstairs and ran into the bathroom to find my boyfriend collapsed on the floor. Next to him was a puddle of blood and he was getting paler by the second. I called 911.
"Hello this is 911 what is your emergency?"
"I just found my boyfriend on his bathroom floor with blood all around him!!"
"Okay sir, what is your name?"
"Scott Hoying."
"And his?"
"Mitch Grassi."
"Ah. Grassi. Calls every week about suicide attemps."
"Wh- Really?"
"Yes. You would know though, as you are his boyfriend. "
"We got together yesterday."
"Oh. Congrats!"
"He might be dead...HES NOT BREATHING!!"
"OKAY WE ARE SENDING AN AMBULANCE!!"
A few minutes later an ambulance arrived.
"Hello?"
"Up here!"
"Oh my god."
"What?!"
"I-Im afraid hes gone."
Those words hit me like a stone.
Who knew 4 words could rip you to shreds.
"No...NO...NO!!"
I cried in his chest for what felt like hours.
I cleaned the blood off his body.
I kissed him again.
I kissed him like my life depended on it.
Because it did.
When I went to let go, I saw brown stunningly appear.
I didnt let go. I felt arms around my neck. They were fragile.
"Hey." It sounded weak
"What's wrong with you?"
"What?"
"Every week?!?!"
"Mitch this is serious!"
"I know. I'll stop it."
