Chapter Thirteen: The Journal Entry

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Mitch's POV

I feel like I've completely rushed everything with Scott. Maybe I was afraid to loose him. I'm not sure, but I'm only 20 years old. I'm not ready to get married. 

I walk out to the couch to see a sleeping Scott and Wyatt. God, those two are adorable. I leave a note on the table, and leave. 

Scott's POV

I wake up with a sleeping Wyatt.

"Mitch!" I yell, but there's no response. I then see a note on the coffee table.

Scottie,

Went to Kirstie's. Won't be back until late tonight. 

XOXO, Mitchie.

While Mitch is gone, I'm gonna clean up this apartment a little bit. Mitch hates when it's dirty, so I'll do something nice. I clean up some trash and decided to put away some laundry. The first article of clothing is Mitch's adorable Spider-Man and Spongebob boxers. After I finish with the laundry, I decide to make our bed. When I take off his pillow case, a book flies out. When I pick it up, it's opened to yesterday's date. A journal. I take a quick glance and see the words "I can't." He can't what?

Dear Journal,

I asked Scott to marry me. I've rushed things so much, but I can't say anything. I can't hurt him, but I don't want to marry him. Not yet. I can't do this. I gotta talk to Kirsite. I'm so scared he'll leave.

Mitch.

I should feel bad, right? But I don't. I am pissed. I decide to text Mitch.

Me: Mitch, please come home. I need to talk to you about something.

Miranda💁👑😍: Is everything okay, babe?

Me: Just please come home.

Miranda💁👑😍: I'll be there soon.

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