PTX One Shots

The Fight Inside

FOR BLACKCATNAMEDLUCKY!!! I hope you like it.

~ Mitch’s POV ~

I can’t take it anymore! Scott is taking this too far and been doing it for too long.

“Scott Hoying!” I yelled. “Where is Scott Hoying?”

Almost everyone in the hallway pointed to Scott who was down the hall at his locker and I marched over to him.

“Why do you do this to me?” I asked him.

He just smirks me and cross his arms while leaning on the lockers.

“You hurt me. You cause me physical and emotional pain. You treat me like dirt instead of a human being. All I want to know is why. Why do you do it?”

His face started to falter. He looked around then back at me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into a classroom.

“Let go of me!” I pulled my hand from his grip.

“Do you want to know why or not?” he asked me.

“Yes.” I replied.

“Then shut up and let me talk.”

~ Scott’s POV ~

Breathe Scott breathe, its just Mitch.

I took a deep breath and began to explain.

“I did it because I like you but I can’t…I can’t like you. When my parents heard you were gay they said to set you straight and teach you it’s wrong to like guys.” I told him.

“But you’re gay too. Why don’t you stand up to your parents?” he asked.

“I can’t.”

“You can.”

I pulled him into a kiss and we stayed like that for a while.

“Scott…” Mitch said breaking the kiss.

“Be mine please…”

“Okay.”

~ Mitch’s POV ~

Scott and I have been together for a month and it’s been the best month ever. But whenever Scott’s parents come pick him up he has to “bully” me and “teach me that being gay is wrong”, but at the end of the night we will have a call, which will last for hours, where Scott apologizes for it.

“Mitch, I want to tell them.”

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Yes. I’m tired of hiding and lying.” He replied.

“Okay. I’ll go with you if you want me to.”

He just nodded.

~ Scott’s POV ~

“Ready?” Mitch asked me.

“Yeah.”

We got out of the car and headed inside, hand-in-hand.

“Hey Scott! How are…what are you doing!” my father yelled.

“I have to tell you something.”

“Well stand away from it and let go of its hand.” He commanded.

“No and he isn’t a thing; he’s a person. His name is Mitch.” I told him.

“It doesn’t deserve a name. Now get over here and tell me.”

“I’ll stand here with Mitch.” I raised my voice emphasizing Mitch’s name. “And I’m gay and I am with Mitch.” I told him.

“Haha…Scott that was a funny joke but seriously tell me.”
“I just did.”

Silence filled the air.

“Out.”

“What?” I asked.

“Pack your stuff and get out!” my father yelled back.

I ran upstairs with Mitch not too far behind.

“Scott, I’m…”

“No, it’s fine. I knew it was going to happen.” I said, interrupting him.

When we finish packing my stuff, my mom looked at me with disappointment in her eyes.

“Bye mom, dad.”

“Out and never come back – you are not welcome here. You are a disgrace to the family name.”

After that we left. I felt the tears form in my eyes as we got into the car.

“Shh…you are always welcome with me. I love you Scott.”

“I love you too Mitch.”