It all makes sense. A guy, creative enough to do work on his own home. Strong enough to carry the heavy equipment in doing this project, gay, came here in search of a lost flame. Hoping to reunite with it again. Someone just my type. The flame is me, and here standing before me is the person I've even wanting since he left me again. But I know we can't go back to the way things were. He isn't welcome in my heart anymore, he isn't even welcome in my home. He stands their, does nothing but stare into my eyes. This isn't fair to me. This isn't funny, please just go away. Obviously he's going back on our agreement. Whatever I'm sticking to my game.
"Is their something you need sir?" I know he hates it when I call him sir. He wants someone as close as we were to all him by his name. Sir is too formal, this is one of the ways I'm going to beat him at his own game. Scott Hoying i will not crumble to you. The sad thing is that even I know this is a lie. I can't go a day without thinking about him, I have so much that still needs explaining.
"Can you actually use my name? You act like we're strangers." Bingo. I New it.
"We are strangers, aren't we?" That's gotta hurt him. We used to be in love. I'm still in love with him. Too bad it's not going to happen ever again.
"Mitch stop with this game!" Looks like it's one point for me, zero for Scott.
"What game?"
"Mitch why can't you talk to me like a normal person? Come on, step out into the hall. Let's just talk like old times." What an idiot!!! It's never ever gonna be like old times ever again. To much had happened. I can't even be in the same room as him without breaking down into tears.
"I'm sorry I was always taught not to talk to strangers."
"We aren't strangers." He isn't getting annoyed with me. He's becoming more determined. He wants this, he wants me to tire myself out. He thinks that if he keeps pushing then I'll let down my walls. Jokes on him, I'll kick him very close to home.
"Well the I wasn't taught to talk to those who should be held accountable for assault." Finally! He looks like he just took a blow to the balls! He hates it when I bring this up. But if he wants back in my life, he must know that he can't escape his past. It's going to follow him, I won't ever let him forget it, and now that we're neighbors I'll have even more time to drill it in.
"Stop it! I feel awful about that!" Oh I know, but if you feel so bad then why did you do it? Huh Scott? Why did you get high and ruin my life even more than it already was.
"You have other things to worry about then me, go and find the person you have been looking for."
"The only person I have been searching for is you Mitch. Ever since you slipped out of my hands." I can't take anymore of this. Don't fall for him again Mitch, you can't. He'll break you again. Just stop looking at him. Turn around and close the door behind you. Forget about him and let him forget about you.
"Good day sir. Have a good night."
"Wait! Mitch stop doing this to me! Stop doing this to us." As I turned to walk away he grabbed my wrist.
"Stop running away from what was meant to happen."
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All the Reasons To Hide
FanfictionTwo years after Mitch Grassi's "death," everyone has moved on. Even Scott Hoying, his old best friend. What happens when a sudden rise to fame ruins all that he created for himself. You can change your appearance and fake who you are, but none of th...