PB + J (A Scömíche Fan Fic)

Please. Thats My Best Friend

Writers Note: 100 reads!!! Oh my gosh! I didn't think I'd get that many reads, never thought I'd ever get votes either! Ahh! This makes me so happy :) thanks guys! Keep it going! I'm having a bit of writers block cause I was writing 2-4 chapters a day. But I will still try to post a chapter every day.

Scott's POV

I dialed Kirstie's number as I hopped down the stairs and into a cab, telling the man where to go.

I hear the phone pick up but I talk before she has the chance to answer.

"Kirstie, I'm on my way to the hospital. Call the others, Mitch is going into surgery."

"What?" I hear her ask in a sleepy voice.

"Mitch is going into surgery as we speak!! We need to go to the hospital!" I yell irritably into the phone and hang up. My body is still shaking from my nightmare. Relax Scott, it was just a dream. Mitch is in good care, he's gonna live. One tear falls on my face but I wipe it off with my shoulder, I'm not gonna cry anymore.

••••

I arrive at the big white building once more. The cab rushes off behind me. I run inside trying not to fall over with exhaustion. A different lady is at the desk this time, one with short blonde hair and small blue eyes. Her cheeks were big and rosy. She looked up at me.

"Mitch Grassi?" I ask playing with my finger nails.

"He's just about to go into surgery." She said looking at the computer screen.

"Can I see him before he goes in?" I ask with hope in my voice.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you go back there." She said giving me her full attention.

"Please, that's my best friend. I need to see him." I suddenly hear the rest of the band come in through the sliding doors.

They run up to me, "What's going?"

Kirstie rubs her knuckles nervously, Kevin puts his arm around her and brushes his hand against her shoulder. Avi directs his eyes toward the hallway behind the desk, hearing people rushing a gurney into a room. I turn around to see helpless Mitch laying on the gurney. His face is scratched up and bruised. Small burns cover his neck and face from the air bag. His eyes stay closed as they rush him in for his surgery. I let out a loud sob and try to run after Mitch. Avi grabs my arm turns me in for a hug. I breathe vigorously trying to calm down.

"Scott," Avi whispers in my ear, "I know this is hard but you need to get yourself together. It's gonna be okay. We'll stay as long as we need to, you'll get to see him. I promise." He lets go of me and looks me in the eye, "Okay?"

I nod and sniff a little, "Okay." He gives me one last hug and then escorts me to a chair.

Kevin goes up to the desk to ask the lady more questions.

Kirstie grabs mine and Avi's hand and squeezes tightly. She takes a deep breath, "Mitch is gonna be okay."