Chapter 4- Your fault
Mitch's POV (MWAHAHAHAA)
I felt horrible..
I just. My blush showed.
She saw me.
She hates me now. She knows I did this to her, Amnesia or not.
I was in the waiting room. I couldn't go in there. She would..Hate me.
Adam came running towards me.
"Dudegointheroomandtalktoskysoshellgethermemoryback!" He panted.
"Slower!" I Said, confused.
"Fine. I need you to go into the room and talk to Skylar so she'll get her memory back." He asked.
"One, fuck no. Two, fuck no. Three, fuck no!" I was NOT going in there.
"I don't fucking CARE what you did! All I care about right now is Skyla-"
"IS THAT REALLY ALL YOU CARE ABOUT? NO FUCKING TEAMCRAFTED? I NEVER WANTED A KID. I DONT THINK TC WANTED ONE TO! THIS WAS YOUR IDEA! YOUR FUCKING IDEA. YOU WANTED HER, NOW YOU GET HER FUCKING MEMORY BACK, YOU SELF CENTERED CUNT!" I screamed, storming out of the hospital home. I fucking hate them...
