Never Again (Bajan Canadian FF)

Ch. 22

A/n: This will also be short, but longer then last chapter. I'm currently on a plane so I decided to write this next chapter.

(Mitch's POV)

Today I was thinking of taking Morgan to the park.
We haven't just hung around in awhile.
I mean, we live together but we never talk as often anymore.
It's all about Dakota, which bugs me.
If she wants to date h she can, but right now she's with me.
He needs to back up from our life, and into his own.
As I walk out the front door Morgan was sitting on the porch.
"Hey, how are you?" I asked
"Good, just confused what going on." she stated
"I mean Dakota relies on me to much, and it gets stressful." She said
"Yeah, I feel the same way" I spoke
"Why don't we go to the park today, and just have a fun day?" I asked
"Sure! Sounds fun" she pointed out
"When should we leave?" I questioned
"Anytime is good for me. What about you?" she asked
"Why not now?" I asked hoping ah would say yes.
"Sure, let me just go grab my bag." she stated before she went inside to grab her bag.
When she came back we hoped in the car, and drove to the store to get food.
When we finally got the food, we headed out to the park to have a little picnic.

*After park*

(Morgans POV)

Once we were done eating we headed home
It was already getting close to dinner and we just ate.
Mitch seems to have a great time.
But like I always say "Seems is a statement, not a fact.
It's like saying I seemed fine the day I moved.
When in all honesty, I was scared for me life.
Therefore it's a statement not a fact.
So for all I know, he probably hates me after what happened with Dakota.
We're just friends and he think were "A thing".
I'm dating Mitch now, and I hope to not change that.
Just as we arrive back home, we find Jerome on our couch.
The only difference was, he was drunk.
As we looked over at the drunk Jerome, he walked up to us.
I just gave Mitch a look of "How did he get inside our house?"
But neither of us knew.
He just somehow appeared in here.
As I got up to go to the kitchen, Jerome walks in behind me.
Then for no apparent reason he started to yell at me.
Now if you don't remember I had abusive parents, so I grew up with yelling.
So having a good friend yell at me scared the death out of me.
He then took his bear bottle and threw it on the ground.
As I jump back in fear, he begins to walk closer to me.
Now at this point I'm behind the counter crying, while Mitch is trying to get Jerome out of the house.
But Jerome doesn't budge.
It's like I did something to him he didn't like.
When in all honesty I don't talk to him that much.
Once Mitch got Jerome out of the house, he came over to me to calm me down.
I was shaking so violently, it scared Mitch.
Now why do I have to have these problems.
What did I do to deserve this, and the point is "NOTHING".
So why in the living hell do I have this life.
I wish I could have a real answer.
But I can't because I was just born in this family.
I'm just glad I ever met Mitch.

As the day went on, it was just a relaxing day.
We watched movies went out to eat. Them we watched more movies.

A/n: I hope this wasn't to short. I tried me best typing on my phone. I usually use the computer, but this works too I guess. Bye!