Forbidden // (Scömìche) ON HIATUS

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Hi everybody. I want to apologize to all of you for not updating this story. I posted last chapter more than month ago and believe me, it was so hard for me. The reason is, that I had a terrible "writing crisis". I was not able to write a single sentence...

IF YOU ARE READING THIS, I am so damn happy and I literally adore you, because you had the patience to wait for this chapter.

Please comment if you would find this story entertaining. THANK YOU!

YOU WILL HAVE 1 CHAPTER PER DAY FOR NEXT 7 DAYS as a gift for you.

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Mitch will have to deal with a stressing situation (in italic font). Please don't think he is acting wrong or silly, you never know, how you would act if you will be in his shoes. My personal experience is as I wrote it...

Mitch's POV

I don't have a car I'm riding a bike. I know it is pathetic, but at least I can feel like I am working out constantly.

Not today. There is no way I will ride a bike with tight jeans and no underwear. It is just too uncomfortable for such queen as I am.

I logged into an app and ordered an Uber. I don't feel really good about it, because I simply don't trust drivers, which I don't know. What if they will drive too fast or too slow or what if they will ask me weird questions or be silent during all ride? Do you get me?

The car was there quite fast and looked decent. The driver seemed nice so I let my insecurities go.

He started to play really odd music and I shifted on seat a little. Out of nowhere, he asked me about drugs. If I have tried them, if I would like to try some and so on.

I needed to get out.

Fortunately, he stopped immediately after I asked him... Thanks God!

Where the hell am I?

I was in the part of the city, where I will never walk alone at night. Don't get me wrong, I am strong self-confident man, but even when I am not out of the closet at my school, I do look like gay a little bit.

Feminine...

I was standing on the sidewalk; looking at direction to home at my mobile and trying to remember it, (I have great memory). I hid the phone back to my pocket and kneeled to find keys in my bag. I grabbed them and clenched them in my fist. They might be a great weapon.

I was walking as fast as possible (remember those jeans were killing me) and suddenly I heard something. It sounded like a weak voice or more likely weak noises.

"Hello? Is anybody here?" It was a dark dead end so I had no intention to go there.

It was like a cat whining or very close to that. If that is a lost kitty, I may go there and rescue her, because I just love cats! What kind of monster will not save a kitten?

"Hey kitty, kitty, where are you babe?"

I was walking slowly and trying to spot the source of the noise.

Wait a minute - that didn't sound like an animal anymore. Can that be a human?

I was using my phone as a torch, scanning the dark isle.

I couldn't hear anything. Maybe it was a cat and ran away at the end.

I made final spin just to be sure and started to walk back.