Hush

Stay Away

*WARNING* PANIC ATTACK MENTIONED!
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"Thanks, Mitch." Scott flashed a bright smile at Mitch as he held the bottle of shampoo that Mitch had tossed him.

"Got everything?" Mitch raised an eyebrow staring at him and his suitcase, Scott chuckled squinting at him with a confused look, "Wait, what?" Mitch laughed, "You always forget something that's all big guy. No need to be offended."

Scott gasped dramatically, "Excuse me?" Mitch smirked a little and looked down not wanting to be seen. Scott placed a hand on Mitch's chin and raised his head so Mitch was looking at him, "I am so offended Mitchy. How could you?" Scott continued the fake act in the intention of making Mitch join him.

"Oh get over it." Mitch rolled his eyes playfully, "I'm a queen bitch." Mitch smiled at the sight of Scott laughing over his words. He had always liked it when Scott laughed, he seemed so happy and he made Mitch feel special... Everything that Scott said felt different from when others said the exact same phrase to him. When Scott said something it felt true, it felt real, like he could actually believe it himself. When he felt ugly Scott would call him beautiful and for some reason, he would actually believe it. When Mitch felt like nothing Scott would call him perfect, better than others... Special, but why?

"I think that's everything." Scott stood up proud of all the packing he had done, "Uh no." Mitch tossed a phone charger into the suitcase, "Now you're done." Mitch stood up and booped Scott's nose. "Oh my god." Scott hugged Mitch tightly, "What would I do without you?"

Mitch tapped on Scott's back urgently, "Eek! You're gonna squeeze your little personal assistant to death!" Scott chuckled letting Mitch go. He slightly patted Mitch's back, "You're not that weak." Scott grinned, "And you're not that strong either." Scott let out a little chuckle and took a few steps toward the door.

"Hey... Where are you going?" Mitch asked upset in the inside but still smiled. "Oh, just going somewhere. I'll be back." Scott walked out closing the door behind him. Mitch stared blankly at the shut door, he couldn't seem to move at that moment.

Scott didn't even look at him when he told him he was going somewhere. Was Scott lying? Was he going out of the house secretly? Did he not want to... Did he not want to be with him? No, surely that couldn't be true. It couldn't be... Mitch needed Scott and Scott needed him as well, he said so! They were Superfruit, no... they were Scomiche. Mitch fell to the ground onto his knees his eyes widened as he started to have trouble breathing.

"N-no..." his eyes filled with tears. He knew that Scott would come back but something made him deny the truth and make him worry. What was it? ...Who was it? "NO!" Mitch placed his hands on his head trying to focus.

'Don't even think... I'll do it for you... You have no reason to worry... You have me, me Mitch. Isn't that right?'

"W-who was that?!" Mitch heard a soft chuckle come from somewhere. Where was it coming from? There was no one here except for him.

'Oh, I'm very sure you know who I am Mitch.' the voice chuckled.

Could it be? No, if he was back then Mitch's life would be ruined. "No, it can't be you... I told you to go away. I-I... I told you to..."

'What Mitch? Tell me. What did you say.'

"I told you to LEAVE ME ALONE!" Mitch took a few deep breaths and started to rock back and forth. "S-scott's coming back... Scott's coming back... He'll be back. Yes, he'll be back." But what if he doesn't? What if he left?

"I told you to STOP IT!" Mitch yelled to the voice and threw something that was next to him. There was nothing in the room. Only him.

'You're the one that's alone... There's no one else there now is there?'