The Battle Inside

Chapter 9

Taylor POV

I was sitting on my brother's boyfriend, Travis's, sofa when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" I yelled to wherever he was.

I rushed to the door before whoever was standing outside could ring it again. Once I opened it I was taken aback.

"MITCHIE?!"

There stood my older brother, with a grin spread on his face. He leaned down to my height and pulled me into a tight hug. "Hey Taylor! I've missed you so much!"

"Mitch, I-can't-breath!" I managed to get out.

"Oh! Sorry." He let go of me and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Well, the reason why I'm here is because I wanted to ask you if you would want to come on tour with me and the band." Mitch smiled once more.

"What? Of course I will!" This time, I was the one who pulled him in for a tight hug, almost suffocating him. "Wait, I should ask Travis first."

"Already done. I asked him to start packing for you because I had a very strong feeling that you would say yes." He chuckled. "Speaking of Travis...Babe! I'm here!" Mitch called out to his boyfriend.

Barely a second went passed before he was out in the lounge area holding Mitch in his arms. He pulled away and pecked him on the lips. Travis turned around and looked at me. "Taylor, why don't you go and finish up packing the rest of your things." He turned to face Mitch and they sat on the couch together.

I went upstairs to my room. My luggage was on my bed, opened with most of my clothes folded in it and a small note on top which read 'Hope you have fun with the band :)'. I smiled and put in on my desk. I walked over to my own bathroom and opened one of the drawers. I moved aside all the bottles of shampoo and moisturizer and took out my razor.

Yes, I cut. I get bullied at my school by a group of kids, but I've never told anyone about it. Well, apart from Kirstie, that is. 'Why Kirstie?' You're probably thinking. It's because Mitch is really over-protective, not saying it's a bad thing or anything, it's just that he would tell our dad and he would probably beat me for doing it to myself. Mitch doesn't know dad is abusive because he's his favourite child. I could trust Kirstie and she knows what I'm going throught right now. She told me one time that she was bullied back in intermediate and she used to cut. She's stopped now, and is trying her best to help me stop. The thing is, I can't. I brought the blade and slashed it across my arm. I made a few cuts and quickly cleaned them up. I washed the razor and hid it in my luggage beneath my clothes. I pulled over my sweater to cover the wounds and carried my bag to the lounge.

"Okay I'm ready!"

The couple got up from the couch and Travis gave me a goodbye hug. He kissed the side of my head and gave me a slight shove. "Go on squirt, see you later." He smiled and shut the door behind me.

"Let's go have the time of our lives." Mitch smiled down at me and leaned his arm on top of my head.

Kevin POV

"Can you also get me a large drink!!!" Avi yelled at me before I stepped outside.

"Yeah, yeah, I will! Now just go back to texting your lover!" I yelled back mockingly.

"SHUT UP!!!"

I ran out and locked the door before he could throw his rage out on me. As long as he doesn't break anything, I'm happy. He's been texting Kirstie a lot recently, I wonder what they talk about. Maybe I could - no, I can't do that, he's my best friend, he's my brother. Anyways, I got inside my car and drove to McDonald's. I arrived at the place and parked my car near the entrance. I walked in and immediately bumped into someone.