{Scott's POV}
-----------The next day------------
I felt so bad for Mitch. He was struggling and he was going through it all alone. I didn't really know how to help him besides making him how he wanted to be. This morning, he and I went to the gym I usually go to. He struggled to lift some stuff but he managed with my help. I don't think he liked me helping him as if it made him feel worse. Like he felt weak.
We went home that day and Mitch went straight to the bathroom. He didn't want to shower at the gym like I do. He feared people would see him.
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{Mitch's POV}
When I got home from the gym with Scott, I went right for the bathroom. I was sweaty as hell from lifting all that stuff. I looked in the mirror once I stripped down to nothing. I felt ashamed. Scott feels like he can help me but I don't think he can. It's not that I don't believe in him at all, it's that I don't believe in myself.
Before I got in the shower, I went into the cabinet to find a silver blade I kept in there. I held it above my right wrist before cutting in. I kept cutting until I couldn't cut anymore as I got dizzy from cutting not only my right wrist but my left, and my thighs.
After that I got in the shower to run all the sweat and blood off me.
After I was done in the shower I went over to my bedroom to get dressed since we have another rehearsal today. I decided to wear my black and white stripped sweater with black skinny jeans. I grabbed my black shoes and went into the living room to slip them on. Scott came out of his room in his yellow sweater with a bunch of brand names on it with black skinny jeans. He looked hot.
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{Kirstie's POV}
I was at the studio waiting for Scott and Mitch. When they came in I noticed a sad looking Mitch. I wondered what was wrong and made a mental note to ask him later. I went over to them and gave Scott a hug. "Hi Scotty."
"Hey Kirst. Are the other guys here yet?"
"Yeah, Kevin is over there," I pointed to a chair in the corner, " and Avi is in the bathroom."
"Okay, good. Let's get started."
I went over to Mitch as he was now over in a corner grabbing a water bottle. "Hey Mitchie."
"Hi Kirstie." He was still looking down at his feet.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine." He said looking at me with an obvious fake smile.
"Alright. I just noticed when you walked in that you looked a little down. Did something happen?"
"No. I'm just a little tired. I didn't sleep well last night and Scott took me to the gym this morning."
"You worked out?" He nodded. "Why? Aren't you too scrawny to lift weights?" I said with a little chuckle. A frown appeared on his face. I didn't mean to upset him. "I'm sorry. I was just joking."
"No. It's okay." He said still with a frown and then walked over to where the other guys were. I obviously upset him.
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{Mitch's POV}
I know Kirstie didn't mean what she said but it still hurt. I know I'm scrawny and can't lift weights. I had to have Scott help me at the gym for goodness sake. But I wouldn't hold it against her. I would make sure to reassure her later that it was okay.
Rehearsal started and Scott began to rap his solo in 'Can't Hold Us'. I looked over at him, watching him rap perfectly. I enjoyed watching Scott while he was performing, even if it was at rehearsals. I can't really watch him on stage at concerts because people would notice. But sometimes I would sneak a peek.
--------After rehearsals--------
"Hey Kirst. I just wanted to make sure that what you said earlier-" she cut me off.
"I'm so sorry Mitchie! I didn't mean to hurt your feelings or anything."
"It's okay Kirstie. You didn't hurt my feelings. You were just joking, I get that. I know I'm scrawny, and in all fairness, I had to have Scott help me lift the weights so I wouldn't crush myself." I said with a smile.
"Well that's okay. It's okay to be scrawny. You're perfect just the way you are."
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'Standing By' (Book 1)
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