We sit down inside at the table. I look at his eyes deeply
"Scott whats wrong?"
"My mother...didnt die of an untrated tumor Mitch..."
"What? What was it then-''
"She commited suicide due to her mental state"
I look at him shocked, mental state? Whats that mean? What isnt he telling me?
"My family has a history of Bipoler disorder. My dad makes my treatment but during the summer its hard to get for 4 weeks...I'll be like this for 2 more weeks...I'm so sorry" He says looking down
"Scotty dont you ever be sorry!" he looks up at me "When we are old enough we're going to go into the city and get you help. Your going to get better, I promise."
"Your not mad?"
"Now that I know everything...no"
he breaths a huge sigh of relief, I kiss his cheek as he smiles
"Your to good" he says as I walk towards the shower to get in
"Oh trust me, I know" I say looking back smirking
I get in the cool shower to wash all the dirt and dust off of me. The scar burns but soon it is gone, Just a minor scratch, nothing big.
I get out and put on some clothes, I open the door to see Scott holding out his hand, smiling like an idiot
"Follow me" he says
"Where are we going?"
"Its to make up for what I did last night"
"Scott you dont need to-"
"Nope, now shush, its a surprise."
"Oh god."
He guides me outside, the horse is saddles on a two saddle holder with a basket connected to its side, looking ready to ride
"What do you have planned?"
"I told you..." he says looking up "It's a secret."
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Hayran KurguPerfect trip to Los Angeles... Until the car breaks down, in the middle of nowhere. And Mitch Grassi's life is taken into a deep plunge of where next?
