(Scott's POV)
"I'm sorry, Mr Hoying, but it has been decided! Mr Grassi has been sentenced to eight years in jail, there's nothing I can do about that. Besides, it doesn't concern you anyway." I glared at the woman who was speaking to me, from behind her desk. I read her name badge. 'Laura.' I hate this fucking Laura.
Also, eight years?
EIGHT YEARS?
EIGHT FUCKING YEARS?
BISHWHET?
"Eight years?" I practically screamed. "Why can't I stay for eight years - the same as Mitch?"
"Because, Mr Hoying. The man you shot was mentally unstable. He could have hurt you at anytime. Whereas the man Mr Grassi attacked didn't do anything wrong." Laura sighed, and carried on typing on her computer. Clearly, she wasn't paying attention to me.
"What was the name of the man Mitch attacked?" I questioned.
"Dunno." Laura shrugged, keeping her eyes on her computer.
"LISTEN TO ME!" I slammed my fist viciously on her desk, making her jump.
"Security?" She shouted. Two muscly men grabbed both my arms.
"Let go! Please, what was his name?" I struggled as the men tightened their grip, and dragged me away.
"It really isn't my place to say." Laura muttered.
"Please tell me! I'm desperate! I screeched, causing a scene.
"Avriel Kaplan."
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(Mitch's POV)
Literally shitting myself I am. Okay so I told Scott that I was only sentenced 5 years, same as him, cause that's what he wanted to hear, right? And he didn't ask why I got put in jail, but I'm sure that question will later come up in conversation. I just hope he doesn't find out the truth.
"Hey babe, where have you been?" I went in to hug Scott, but he just walked past me and picked up a cigarette. "Hey! Put that down, Scott!"
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, I've taken up smoking. Sorry, I should have told you, I mean we don't keep secrets from each other, do we Mitch?" There was a certain tone in his voice, a tone in which I didn't like.
"N-no, why would you say that?" Shit shit shit, he knows, doesn't he? Okay breathe Mitch, in and out, in and out. Haha, that's what she said. Okay focus, Mitch, focus.
"You lied to me, Mitch! Scott looked up at me, with sad eyes. "You said five years!"
"I know, baby, I'm so sorry. I didn't want to make you sad, that's all." Okay, so as guilty as I feel right now, I had to suck up to him as much as possible.
"It's fine." He sighed, putting his cigarette down.
Few.
"Actually..."
WHAT?
"You attacked Avi? You tried to kill Avi? Why would you even do that?" He laughed a little. "I mean, Avi? Really?"
"I didn't try to kill Avi. He helped me get in here, to be with you." I cupped his face with my hands, and stared into his dreamy, blue eyes. Yes, I said dreamy. They're just SO blue, omg. He shook his head, smiling.
"The things you do for me."
"Scott Hoying, I would do anything for you."
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Drunk In Love (A Scomiche Fanfic)
Fanfiction*CONTAINS SMUTT AND SEXUAL SCENES* After a drunk hook up, does Scott reveal his feelings for Mitch? Does Kevin survive? What happens in jail? Read on to find out more:)
