Loved?

13. Tomorrow

Mitch's Pov

I wanted more than anything to fall back into Scott's arms. For me to be his. To be loved again. But I just couldn't.

"Scott I can't be without you, but we just can't be together. Not after what happened. Trust isn't something I give easily. I trusted Mark and, and..."

"Hey, shhhh, it's okay. I understand. I'll be your friend and I'll still be your bodyguard", he said, tickling my lightly, making a smile emerge on my gloomy face
"but I won't do or say anything more than that until you want. and if that never happens, I'm just glad to have you in my life." he said, putting on a fake smile. I could tell he was upset but I had just gotten some control over my life, and if I got back with him so quickly, I'd lose every ounce of that control.

"I'm sorry.." I apologised, feeling genuinely bad for what I had done

"Hey, it's okay", he said, placing two fingers inder my chin to force mg eyes to meet his "You don't have to be sorry. We can put this behind us and work on being friends, yeah? Because I'm not gonna let you walk around and risking getting to this state again, okay?"

I felt a drop of water flow down my cheek but Scott wiped it away quickly. He was the sweetest man I'd ever met. He was perfect. I leaned closer, not knowing what was happening to me and-

"Right! Let's get you back to school, can you walk?"

"Huh", I opened my eyes, confused for a second, "O-oh yeah right, I should be okay"

"Okay"

I stood up slowly, holding onto both Scott and the tree for support. My knees fell slightly but they supported my weight at least. But Scott being Scott still snaked an arm round my waist, keeping my upright for the walk back to school.

My mind was even more unstable than my posture. Was I stupid? Of course he wouldnt kiss me. I mean, he said he loves me, but clearly not. He probably just wanted to use me all along. Just like Mark...

I guess I'll see how long this so called 'friendship' lasts.

I was right. He couldn't be trusted. I had to just keep my distance, it was the best way to handle everything. Right?

Scott's Pov

I walked him back to school, hoping he might say something, change his mind. But to no avail.

He just hobbled along, looking at the ground. A dark cloud above both of us. I could tell. but I couldn't let my mouth speak my feelings, or the cloud would burst, and rain down on Mitch. The last thing he needed at this time.

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After spending the day agonising over Mitch, I couldn't take it anymore. If I couldn't show him love, how could I bear to be around him. Every day at school, I'd see him. My thoughts consuming my mind everyday. Wondering what could have been. Mitch was right, I couldn't be trusted to love him anymore, not after I betrayed him when he thought he had someone. Someone in the world to watch over him, care for him, show some kindness.

"Mom!?!" I yelled, as soon as the door clicked shut behind my back, jolting my thoughts back into reality.

A panicked yet confused expression formed on my moms face as she sped round the corner from the kitchen "What honey?!"

"You should take that job offer. I know I said I wanted to stay and I begged you because of Mitch but, take it. Please. We need the money and frankly, I don't have much reason to stay..." I trailed off, trying not to let Mitch into my brain to clearly.

"Why? What happened?"

"I screwed up. With Mitch. And i dont think I can fix it anymore."

"Why dont you try?" She asked, optimistically. But I knew it was too late

"He needs to be loved by someone else now."

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Mitch's Pov

Walking into school that day was like carrying a 20 tonne rucksack on my back, dragging me down. Every thought and emotion from last night was packed with me and I was dizzy with them dancing around my mind.
I had spent the night regretting everything. Wishing I could've let myself go for once. Just fall for something.

Then I saw him.

And it all stopped.

Just like in a movie, everything froze and it was only Scott. Scott crystal clear in a blurred background. It was like I could see everything about him. the way his hair has such softness and yet I know he uses alomst a full can of hairspray on it everyday. His nose slightly crooked at a certain angle of viewing. But still perfect in its own way. His frame, tall and broad but being so comforting, inviting like even the smallest of creatures wouldn't have an ounce of fear against him. His slightly freckled skin, from a far too pale complextion, tainted by the sun on days spent outside. His eyes purely indescribable. His-

"Mitch? Mitch? I need to tell you something."

"What? oh...um, sorry. what was that?" I said flustered, not catching a word that he just said.

"I need to tell you something", He repeated, louder to make it clear.

"Oh um, me to actually". I loved him. I couldnt fent it anymore. I couldn't hate him forever. He was my rock. My everything. He needed to know.

"My mom got a job offer. and at first, I couldn't leave you, but I think its best for us now. For my mum, me, you"

"Oh, um okay, so, um what's happening again?" I said, praying it wasn't what I think it was.

"Mitch, I'm leaving."

Please. No.

"Tomorrow".

So, I have a plan for this story now, but idk if I'll have the motivation to write it all so this chapter is up obviously, but if I can't be asked to write at any point, I'm gonna just do an epilougue of what would have happened so its not a story left hanging 😅 sorry it took forever!

Also, when I re-read this, I realised I named the 'bad guy' Mark, but disclaimer, it has nothing to do with Mark Manio at all! I started writing this before I knew about Mark, so its not him, just a random character with a random name 😅

Anyways, Hope this chapter is okay!?!

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