Scott's POV.
I turned my head away to avoid a kiss from Mason.
"I don't think this is a good idea." I said.
"But of course it is." Mason purred.
"No. It isn't." I whispered.
The door swung open and I heard someone say 'what the fuck'. That voice sounds familiar. I turned my face to the door. Fuck, no. Mitch.
"Mitch! It's not what you think it is. I-" I tried to explain.
But it was too late. I saw Mitch tearing up before he closed the door.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I pushed Mason off of me.
"Look what you've done!" I whisperyelled at Mason and Mark.
"We've done nothing, yet." Mark shrugged.
I brought my hands to my hair and pulled it out of frustration.
"I'd rather tell someone that I did cut myself again than losing Mitch." I said.
"Why don't you go after him then?" Mason asked.
"Because I'm not allowed to leave this department? Believe me, I would if I could." I said.
"True." Mark said.
"Why were you even planning on having some fun with me?!" I exclaimed.
"You're hot and we're together for 10+ years. It gets boring sometimes. I mean, I love Mark so much. I truly do, but yeah..." Mason told me.
"Still not a reason to manipulate me into a fun time. We've just met!" I said.
"So, does this mean you would join us with having some fun later?" Mark asked.
I rolled with my eyes. These guys...
"No! Not at all. Why do you want that? Please, don't make my month here fucking miserable. It's already miserable enough without having Mitchy by my side. I maybe lost him now." I sobbed.
Mark and Mason fell quiet.
"Oh... I didn't know you had a boyfriend. I'm sorry..." Mark said.
"Yeah, me too." Mason whispered.
I looked up at them and sighed, trying to contain my sobs again.
"He's not officially my boyfriend, but I like him a lot. I mean, a lot." I tried to convince them.
"I understand. Once you're falling for someone, you don't want anyone else. That's how it started with Mason and me." Mark said and he looked at Mason.
Mason blushed a bit and chuckled shyly.
"That's sweet. Guys, I really hope you'll keep this between us. I know I messed up, but I don't want to be here any longer. No offense, but I just want to get back to my Mitchy... IF I haven't lost him yet" I said and I rolled with my eyes.
"I'm sure you can talk this out." Mason smiled.
"How? I'm here. He's there. This is a mess. I am a mess." I sighed.
Mark and Mason looked at each other and they shrugged. I felt terrible.
"Why don't you try to arrange something with the people here? They might help you. Isn't that an idea?" Mark asked.
"How do I explain it to them? Like, yeah well I was having some sexual moments with my roommates because I cut myself? Then my boyfriend opened the door and saw me on bed with two hot boys?" I scoffed.
"Do you really think we're hot?!" Mason exclaimed.
I stare at him. Hot? Oh wait. I kinda rewind my mind to what I've said. Shit.
"W-Well... I t-think so. Eyecandy only." I stuttered shyly.
"Eyecandy huh? I'll show you some eyecandy, babe." Mark chuckles.
"We've just talked about this." I said nervously.
"I'm just kidding." Mark laughed.
"Not funny." I said and pouted.
"I think we're going to get along just fine." Mason smiled.
"I think so too. Come on. Let's clean up." Mark said.
I smiled at them. I think we're going to be really good friends now things are clear.
I sighed happily as I stood up, ignoring the sting on my hipbones and helped them clean everything up.
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(COMPLETE) Please, don't try to fix me. - Book 1.
Fanfiction(COMPLETE) Mitch and Scott are both damaged. They don't believe in love anymore. Until they meet each other. The way to healing is a long way. It's hard to feel safe again. Because sometimes, feeling safe means being vulnerable.
