Satisfaction

Chapter 15

POV Scott

"... I totally messed up everything, didn't I? I just can't seem to ever get it right. I was completely honest with him and that went swimmingly. I'm 90% sure he hates me now." I ranted, pacing back in forth in front of Kevin.

We were at the venue doing some last minute prepping for our performance. Kevin and I were in the guy's dressing room and Mitch, Avi, and Kirstie were who knows where doing who knows what. I was super stressed right now and the last twenty minutes to the concert seemed to be going in slow-mo. I needed someone to vent to and Kevin looked like he was all ears.

The beatboxer scratched the back of his head with a confused look, "Scott... What even are you talking about?" I arched one of my non-existent brows. "All I asked was if you were ready for the show and then you bombarded me with that... Whatever that was." I only vaguely remember him speaking but I guess I didn't realize he was speaking actual words.

"It's about me and Mitch!" I shouted impatiently, jumping up and down. Kevin motioned for me to settle down.

"Mitch and I," I rolled my eyes, "and I seriously doubt he hates you." He tried to reason.

I huffed and placed my hands on my hips, letting my inner Mitch out. "You didn't see the way he talked to me. He was so pissed."

Before Kevin could respond I swiveled around on my heel and stomped over to a mirror and sat on the spinny chair in front of it. In an attempt to vent more of my frustration, I angrily spun myself around a few times. Needless to say, it didn't do much but give me a bit of a headache. I groaned and resorted to tapping my fingers on the arms the chair.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I don't blame him," I dramatically spun 180 degrees so that I was directly facing him. I stared him down with narrowed eyes. Whose side was Kevin even on? "You have to admit this all happened pretty fast, you need to give the guy more time, you know."

"Yeah, but..." I struggled to find words to complete the sentence. "What difference does it make anyway? I realized I have feelings for him and he feels the same, so why is this so complicated?" Kevin scowled. "He said he would rather deal with this after we got home." I said with a sad sigh.

"I think that's reasonable," Kevin deadpanned.

"But why not now?" I whined. I was having a major deja-vu.

"Think about how confusing this must be for him. Heck, this is even confusing for me." He said with a light chuckle, "Friday, you were completely opposed to the idea of you two being together and now today you just changed your mind. Are you even sure the feelings you have for Mitch are real?" He asked skeptically.

Was this guy serious? "I'd been having conflicting feelings about everything after my incident with Mitch yesterday. I had a new perspective on things and I couldn't look at my boyfriend the same way. In fact, he realized I had feelings for before I did."

"Okay, so you are sure. I guess you need to let Mitch know that somehow."

I grumbled,"But I just told him, what more can I do? Write an epic poem about it?"

Kevin shrugged. "Whatever you think would work the best."

Well that helped.

I slowly spun around in the chair a couple more times trying to gather my thoughts and think about what I was gonna do. All I knew was that it had to come from heart... And it had to be done tonight. Another thing that was certain was that I might as well embarrass myself in the process... It was worth the risk.

POV Mitch

Avi, Kirstie and I were sitting around in a small lounging room putting in our ears. Avi probably didn't really enjoy the girl talk between Kirstie and I as much as we did, but whatever. Every now and again he would give his two cents though. It was good to relax nonetheless and finally get some piece of mind after a really weird day which wasn't even over yet.