Baby Talk

Ten

Sooo...

I've been thinking about it...

And I kind of want to write a murder mystery fanfic.

If you are on Twitter, then you will possibly know about #PTXMM (PTXMurderMystery).

If I do write the story, the story will be based on that and it'll have a twist!

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Mitch closed his locker only to find Scott on the other side. He rolled his eyes, shaking his head as he walked off angrily. He heard Scott sigh sadly, the sound of his sneakers squeaking when he went in front of Mitch. Mitch put a hand on his hip, glaring at Scott while he waited for a response. When the older boy said nothing, Mitch scoffed and was about to walk off again when Scott grabbed him by his wrist. Mitch was about to fight back when Scott started to speak, his voice cracking softly.

"Mitch, please. Let me talk to you. It's important."

Mitch released himself from Scott's grasp, still glaring at his ex-boyfriend but letting him talk. Scott sighed, looking around before he took Mitch's wrist again and brought him into the janitor's closet. Mitch took out his whiteboard and wrote down something quickly, shoving the whiteboard onto Scott's chest.

"I deserve that." Scott murmured, his chest aching at the sudden blunt force. Mitch nodded, crossing his arms as Scott read the white board. The younger male had to hold back a smile when Scott widened his eyes at the object, frowning some more when  he handed the whiteboard back. "And I deserve that too. Anywho, I need to be honest with you."

Mitch nodded, sitting down on a bucket that just happened to be placed on the ground. Scott sighed to himself, knowing that he had to do this sooner or later.

I might not get Mitch back, but he deserves the truth. Just tell him.

"If you don't know already, Kirstie is pregnant." Scott began, Mitch's eyes widening immediately. "She's at least a month or so along. She told me the day we, um, kissed."

Mitch ignored the last part, wrote on his whiteboard and gave the object to Scott once more. The whiteboard read:

'Shes pregnant?! She cheated on Jeremy when she is having his child?!'

"It's actually a lot more complicated than that." Scott murmured, handing the whiteboard back. Mitch nodded, raising an eyebrow as he waited for Scott to continue. "Anyway, Kirstie told me that the child isn't Jeremy's. She told me that before she broke up with Jeremy."

'Are you serious? She cheated on him twice? What is wrong with that girl?' Mitch signed, shaking his head as he thought about Kirstie's affairs. Jeremy really did like her. Scott sighed for the millionth time that day, sitting down himself as he looked at Mitch intensely, the truth coming out at any second.