Chapter Nine - Michael.

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(Scott's POV)

Fucking shitballs that was good.

"Wow." I laughed, looking at Mitch. Everything about him is perfect. His big, brown eyes that sparkle in the sunlight. His dark bangs that he was currently running his fingers though. His amazing body. I'm lucky to have him, I really am. He rested his head in the crook of my neck and we laid there. I didn't want to move. I wanted to stay like this forever. 

"I love you." Mitch whispered.

"I love you more." I smiled.

"No you don't." Mitch laughed.

"Ermmmmmmmmm yes I do." I said firmly. Mitch sat up.

"Mama loves you the most so deal with it!" He snapped his fingers. He was so cute when he was being sassy. We were interupted by a knock on the door.

"Ugh, I'll get it." Mitch groaned as he pulled on some clothes, I did the same.

(Mitch's POV)

I walked up to the front door and opened it. I didn't bother fixing my hair or anything, to be honest I wasn't really bothered what I looked like. (I know, it's a breakthrough.)

There he stood.

After 15 years,  he's finally found me.

Michael.

Micheal is my evil twin brother. When we were both 7, he shot both of my parents. He tried to shoot me too but I got away. I know, it's a tragic story, which is why I have never told anyone, not even Scott. Nobody knows that he killed my parents. But he was put in this mental ward clinic place. I guess they let him out.

"Hi, Mitchell." He smirked his evil smirk.

"It's Mitch, and what the fuck are you doing here?" I whispered, hoping Scott wouldn't hear.

"Revenge." He said, looking at his nails.

"What?" I asked.

"You left me. I went to a fucking mental ward!" He shouted.

"Sshh! And you did kill our parents, and tried to kill me!" I whispered. This cannot be happening.

"I know." He smiled. "Soooooooooooooo, I've been doing my research on you and you're friends. I believe you have this best friend, what's her name... Kirstie?" He laughed. I grabbed him by the collar, and slammed him against the wall.

"What the fuck have you done to Kirstie?!" I shouted, fuming.

"Nothing." He smirked again. And with that, he ran off and into his car.

I had to tell Scott.

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