Loved?

11. Defence

Scott's Pov

I awoke the next day feeling like shit. I had got home and locked myself in my room, tears cascading down my cheeks endlessly. I had no clue when I had fallen asleep, but judging by the headache I was greeted with when I opened my eyes, I imagine it was quite late.

Not being bothered to shower, I got up and dressed fairly quickly. I didn't bother with breakfast and just walked out the door, getting in my car and driving to school. As I was early, I found Avi and Kevin sat on a bench near the gate.

"Hiya Scott! Where's Mitch?"

I bit my lip trying to stop the tears rolling down my cheeks. I clutched my books tighter and shrugged but after, I ran inside. I went to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall, sliding down the door and bursting into tears.

I didn't try to stop them. It wouldn't help. I loved Mitch more than anything in the world, and I still do. But I had to mess that up. Now, he was gone. Even though I'd only known Mitch for a small period of time, he'd made me happier than anyone else had ever done. I didn't just love him, I was in love with him.

"AGAINST THE WALL, YOU FAGGOT!" Someone yelled, the bathroom door crashing open.

Mitch's Pov

A cold tiles that laid along the wall collided with my face harshly. That would definitely leave a bruise. A rough hand landed on my shoulder and flipped me round, pressing my back against the cold tiles my face had got to know seconds before.

"How am I gonna mess with you today, Grassi?" Mark spat, grasping at my collar to keep my spine glued flat to the tiled wall.

Before I could even mutter a response, his fist met my stomach with a punch, making me grunt and fold over slightly.

Scott's Pov

Fuck. It was Mitch. I wanted to save him so badly, but he hated me.

"P-Please, no", Mitch cried.

I couldn't just leave him, I still loved him.

The stall door clicked open just in time, before yet another punch was administered to Mitch's chest. Mark stopped and looked over at me.

"Well, well, well. Come to save your worthless boyfriend hey Hoying?"

"H-He's not my boyfriend. But he still doesn't deserve to even be seen next to you, let alone, touched by you!"

"What you gonna do about it!?" he shouted back.

I looked past him to Mitch, curled up on the floor, wincing in pain.

"Will you just fuck off before I end up hitting you? Like seriously, it saves us both a lot of time. Just go", I said, getting tired of having to deal with him.

"You think I'll leave you be that easily? Nice try blondie", he answered back, grabbing my shirt, ready to attack me as well.

A creak echoed through the bathroom as Ms Maldonado poked her head round the door. Mark instantly let go of me and ran out, causing a confused expression to form across Ms Maldonado's face.

"Okay then..... Are you okay Scott?" she asked, clearly not noticing Mitch on the floor somehow.

"Oh erm, yeah... I'm fine Miss", I said, trying not to stutter or look at Mitch.

"You're late for class, hurry up" her tone getting harsher.

"I will do miss, just gotta erm, wash my hands", I said, hoping she'd leave.

"Okay, be quick", she said, finally leaving the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, I rushed to Mitch's side.

"Mitchy? Are you okay, baby?"

"Don't baby me Scott! I'm fine", he said bitterly

"But your-"

"Do you not understand the meaning of the word leave?! Or are you too thick to remember that as well!"

"Mitch I-"

"Save it Scott, we're done!" he said, picking up his bag and attempting to get out of the bathroom quickly. He was in so much pain, and I wanted to help him so badly, but he wouldn't accept me. I'd just make it worse.

I collected my things and left, going to class. Thankfully, I wasn't in the same class as Mitch. I would've broken.

Mitch's Pov

Everything hurt. Everything. I wanted to go home so badly, but that was not a good idea. My dad would have been home and it would've hurt more. But I couldn't stay in school. As I hobbled out of the entrance, I decided to go to the park. It was fairly quiet, safe, and calming.

The bark of the tree made me wince as I leaned back against it. But once I was settled, the pain subsided slightly.

My mind began to wonder. And of course, it went to Scott. I was in such conflict with myself. My brain having a re-enactment of world war two. I loved him, and still do. I loved the way he'd cuddle me whether I was sad or not. The small kisses that meant the world to me. Waking up next to him, knowing he hadn't let go of me, not once. That touch that made sparks fly through my body, no matter how light. He had shown me love like no one ever had, or ever could. But I trusted him, and he betrayed me. How could I deal with that?

I was so mad at him. I asked him to keep one thing secret, but he failed. Clearly, he didn't love me like I loved him. He didn't get excited by every hug, every kiss, every night sleeping cuddled together. He didn't appreciate my touch. It was all just a front. I don't know what he wanted from me, but I couldn't let him have what he wanted. I didn't trust him.

He was my first love, but it was too good to be true. I guess I should have known. No one had ever loved me, and clearly, no one ever will. I hate love, I really do.

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