Scott's POV.
"You fucking what?!" I exclaimed.
My heart broke into a million pieces.
"I've had sex with Beau." Mitch said again.
"How could you?!" I asked in disbelief.
"How could I?! Really, are you really asking me this?" Mitch gasped.
"Yes, I am." I said.
"What would you do if you saw the love of your life in bed with two guys?!" Mitch asked angrily.
"Well, I would wait until I've heard his side of the story! I wouldn't fuck the first boy I ran into!" I exclaimed.
Silence. Fucking silence.
"Y-You're right... I'm sorry." Mitch sobbed.
I can't believe him. He's going to cry?!
"Don't you dare to cry right now! I am the one who should fucking cry! You've fucked someone else, Mitch. You just went there and fucked him! You knew I'm in love with you! Don't say sorry when the harm is already done. My ten minutes are over. Goodbye." I said.
I turned around and left Mitch there. I just left without saying another word.
I walked back. Mark and Mason were already running up to me.
"How did it go?" Mark asked.
"He fucked Beau." I whispered.
"He what?!" Mason gasped.
"You've heard me." I whispered.
"Damn. I'm sorry, Scott." Mark said softly.
"Don't be. Do you still want to have some fun?" I asked.
"Scott... No..." Mason said.
"Maybe you should take a nap. This is too much to handle for you, I think. You'll have to process this. You can't think straight right now. We'll stay with you." Mark said.
"I've never said I was straight." I said.
"At least you're still making lame jokes." Mason teased.
"Come. Take a nap. Please." Mark said.
"I don't think I can sleep..." I sighed.
"Just lay down. Let your body rest. That's okay too." Mason smiled.
I decided to listen to the boys and layed down. I started to feel really tired as soon as I touched the bed, so I fell asleep very quickly.
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"Are you sure this is the right thing to do? He will fucking kill us!" Mark whisperyelled at Mason.
"Hush... He won't." Mason whispered.
The boys tiptoed through the hallway. They tried to be as quiet as possible.
"Are you sure nobody will notice us?" Mark whispered nervously.
"They're all having dinner. Of course they won't notice us." Mason said.
Mark and Mason walked around the corner, but Mark bumped into someone.
Mark shrieked softly. It was Beau.
"Hey dudes. What are you doing here?" Beau said happily.
"Nothing. What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to have dinner?" Mason asked.
"Well, this is my department. I was on my way to the diningroom." Beau said.
"Oh, okay. Don't tell them we're here. Top secret." Mason whispered.
"Sure. I won't tell them. Good luck with your mission." Beau smiled.
"Wait. Where's Mitch?" Mark asked Beau.
"He's crying in our room. I don't know what happened." Beau told Mark.
"He told Scott, you dummy!" Mason whisperyelled.
"Told what?" Beau asked.
"Mitch told Scott that he fucked you." Mark whispered.
Beau blushed.
"Oh, gotta go. Bye." Beau said as he walked away directly after saying that.
"He doesn't want to be confronted with it, it seems. Loser." Mason said.
Mark and Mason continued their "mission" and found Mitch crying in bed.
Mark knocked on the door carefully.
Mitch looked up.
"Oh. You two." Mitch sighed.
"Yes, us two." Mark giggled softly.
"Can we talk? Just quick." Mason said.
"I guess so." Mitch shrugged.
Mark and Mason introduced themselves to Mitch.
Mitch felt polite enough to do the same.
"Okay. What do you wanna talk about?" Mitch asked.
"About Scott." Mason said.
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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.
