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Mitch's POV:

I stormed to the bathroom, attached to my room. I turned on the cold water and stared at the calming flow.

My hands started to shake and I had to lean on the basin. I looked at my picture in the mirror. My heart was already racing as if I was sprinting and my eyes had impossible dark color.

I started to scream. I creamed from the top of my lungs to that hilarious, disgusting creature I saw in front of me.

I dropped on my knees, still holding the basin like a lifebuoy, sobbing. I couldn't control myself, I wasn't able to stop. I felt unbearable pain in my chest.

When I had no more tears to cry, I slowly stood up on trembling legs and put hands under the running water. I splashed my face and finally turned the water off.

I looked at myself one more time and I had a feeling that I don't know the person at all. That guy was such a mess, wet from tears and water, red, swollen eyes. I hate him. I hate that person so much, that I wanna puke.

Trustful, ridiculous piece of shit...

I looked straight to those eyes and said: "You are a slut."

I walked from the bathroom to my bed and hid under the blanket. I rolled the blanket all over me and made from myself a safe cocoon. I felt cold, but my small shelter helped a little bit.

Finally, I felt asleep.

-.-.-.-.

Scott was calmly sleeping again, when I came to his bed. He looked so innocent, almost like an angel. His hair was falling to his eyes, sweet pink lips slightly apart. I could to fall in love with him, if under this façade was a nice person and not a cunt.

My chest was in such pain, that I thought I will faint.

I took a deep breath and squeezed his shoulder.

"Scott! Scott wake up!"

He opened his eyes and smiled a little bit. Boy, oh boy, that smile... But now I know it is a smile of a snake.

"Mitchell? What are you doing here?"

"I know."

"What?"

"Everything. I know everything."

"I... I really don't understand you. Are you OK? Do you want me to call somebody?"

"God you act so nicely, that I would actually believe that you are a kind person."

"Mitch? This is the weirdest conversation ever, is something wrong?

"Yes... It is..."

"Wh..."

"SIR."

His eyes widen with an expression of fear. Fear? Why fear?

"Mitch... I..."

"I don't want to hear anything. If I will let you to talk, you may change my mind, so just listen. You don't have anywhere to go anyway.

How dare you?! How dare you play with me like that? Did you have fun?

You are my couch for god sake! You should be my role model, my rock! How will you feel if you will be in my shoes? How?!

I feel ashamed, betrayed and dirty.

Was I funny, desperate gay guy to you? What was your straight stomach feeling, when you were jerking off in front of me? Horrible? Are you even gay, SIR?!"

"Mit..."

"Don't interrupt me! Maybe this is the last time, that I actually care about you or talk to you.

Do you know, what is the worst? I had real feelings for you, or more specifically for your online image...

I will give you a riddle - what is the opposite of love?"

"H... Hate."

"Exactly! That is how I feeling about you.

I hate you.

Please take into account, that our relationship will be strictly player/coach from now."

He looked devastated. Strange...

I did not wait for his explanation and turned around to be able to walk away for the last time.

My heart almost stopped. In the middle of the door stood Tina and huge tears were falling from her eyes.

She made a step aside to let me go.

"I am so sorry" I murmured, not be able to look her in her eyes.

She just started to cry even harder.

-.-.-.-.-.

"Why? Just tell me why. Did you cheat on me with a boy? A boy!"

Scott just nodded and he even did not try to explain.

Tina was sobbing and she looked like a Halloween princess with her makeup a mess.

"I am willing to talk to you later, but now...

I guess this is yours..." And she slid her engagement ring from her finger and put it on the nightstand.

She made an uncertain steps to the door and walked away.