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I sighed, moving my hand to wrap around Mitch's waist. But it only met air. My eyes opened as I propped myself up on my arms. He wasn't in the bed with me. I frowned. I don't think he just left. He wouldn't do that....right? He wouldn't leave me after the night we spent together. I hope he wouldn't. I slid off of the bed with a groan. I searched for my clothes and pulled them all on. I figured not to go downstairs naked.
"You're awake!" My mom pulled me into a tight hug. "How'd you sleep?"
"Um, fine I guess. Have you guys seen Mitch?" My dad set the newspaper on the table as I took the seat next to him. I politely declined the food my mom tried to put in front of me.
"He left early this morning. He said he had class." I nodded. But it didn't add up. I knew Mitch didn't have any classes. I would have woken up to his phone going off in a set alarm. He never wakes up to that damned thing.
"I have to go. Thank you for everything."
"We'll be seeing you soon right?" I smiled at my parents.
"Of course." I said goodbye to my parents and hurried out of the house while still trying to put my shoes on. I don't know what was going on with me but I was afraid. Why would Mitch lie to me? Did he hear what I said?
"What are you doing here?" Kirstie opened the door a crack. Mitch had told me where he lived in case he forgot something.
"Is Mitch here?" She glanced back into the house with a worried look.
"I don't think it's such a good idea Scott." I didn't have a chance to respond because a loud crash came from inside the apartment accompanied by the sound of someone moaning loudly. Then yelling.
"Stop!" Mitch's voice bounced off the walls. "Please stop! It hurts Draven! Stop!" I pushed pass Kirstie and into the bedroom where a man was hovering above the boy I love. I slammed the guy up against wall by his throat.
"He said to fucking stop you inconsiderate asshole." I growled. I grabbed this Draven character's clothes and pulled him out the front door. I didn't care that he was naked. I wanted him out and away from Mitch. I ran back to inspect Mitch. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
"Don't touch me." He pushed me away from him. He was hugging his body close. "What are you doing here? You think because we had a slow fuck and you said you loved me that somehow I'm going to fall in love with you. It doesn't work that way."
"You know what? Fuck you!" I fell to the ground when he punched me square in the jaw. I stood up on my feet, wiping the blood from my busted lip with the back of my hand.
"Right now I want to beat you to a fucking pulp!"
"Then do it. See if I care." I don't know what came over me. I was furious. But then it disappeared when his lips crashed against mine. I slammed him up against the nearest surface which happened to be his bedroom door. I grabbed under his knee, bringing his leg up. I knocked his hand away from taking out his helpers. "I'm not going to be gentle and I want you to hear it." I shoved him stomach down on his mattress. I was remembering my first time with another man. How I was holding myself up on my shaking elbows and my knees. Mitch seemed to understand what was happening and he got in that same position.
"Be somewhat gentle." I got rid of all the clothing on my body.
"I'm going to be the way you want me to be."
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A Week With You (First Book)
FanfictionScott Hoying is afraid of showing who he really is. A homosexual that can't break himself out of the confines of society's rule. But can a drunken one night stand with an openly gay and sexually active art major, Mitch Grassi, change that? There's j...