bad 4 us (Scömìche)

Relationship Problems

Pleasedonthatemeimonlytryingtoentertain!
Scott's POV
"Mitch wait, let me explain!" I walked after him as he grabbed stuff and threw it into the suitcase. He turned around and scoffed, crossing his arms and tapping his foot. "What is there to explain Scott? That note did enough explaining! You don't love me, you want to get rid of me! You used me! All I was to you was a goddamn game!" He turned and threw more stuff into the suitcase. He grab something out of the closet.I got a good look at it. "That's your wedding dress. Why didn't you ever let me see it?" I sounded pathetic. I got another scoff in response. "I didn't let you see it because it's bad luck to see the dress before the wedding day!" He threw it into a suit case. He closed them both and picked them up leaving the room. I trailed after him. "Mitch please don't do this!" He kept walking. We got to the front door and he grabbed his coat. "Have a nice life Scott, go find another play toy and screw him or her over too! At least you won't be bullshitting me!" He threw his ring at me and stormed out getting into his car. He started it and sped off. I sank to my knees. I couldn't hold back the tears, I just sat and songs for a good hour and then realized that it was snowing and I should probably get inside. What's the point of life without him I don't know what to do. I made my way upstairs to an empty bedroom normally I'd be cuddling with him right now. I laid down and cried myself to sleep how could I be that stupid! I should have gotten rid of the damn thing while I had a chance, now it has cost me the love of my life!
When I woke up I stretched and reached over. "Good morning Mitchie!" His side of the bed was cold and empty. I slowly felt myself sink in to nothingness. I got up and pulled on sweatpants and a hoodie. It was one of the hoodies that Mitch always stole from me. I made my way downstairs and grabbed the whiskey, pouring myself a glass. I heard Mrs. Kane walk up behind me. "Don't  you think it's a little early for that, sir?" I dropped my head and shook it slightly. "I lost him, the only person I loved is gone, so no it's not to early Mrs. Kane." I moped my way to the living room and sat down. I saw my copy of All the Bright Places on the table. All I could think was that Mitch loved that book. I laid down and stared at the ceiling. I didn't know that I had fallen asleep until I heard my phone going off. I grabbed it hoping it was him. "Hello, Mitch!" This person wasn't Mitch. "No, we're calling on behalf of a Mitchell Grassi. Is this Scott Hoying?" My breath hitched and I almost dropped the phone. "Yes, this is him. What happened to my Mitchie? Is he okay?" There was a pause. "We're sorry to say-" I cut him off with a sob. "He's not dead is he?" A sigh. "No, Mr. Hoying. He is in a coma though. He was in a car accident last night. He's in stable condition so we figured that it was time to call friends and family. You were in his phone as "My Future" so we figured we would call you first. There was also a picture of him kissing you as his wallpaper." I tried to catch my breath. My Mitch was hurt! "I'm on my way!" I got in the car. Don't worry baby, I'm coming. Everything will be okay!