(Scott's POV)
After a hour or two of packing Mitch and I were finally done with putting all my things in boxes. We were sitting on my couch and both were silent, until Mitch broke it that is.
"So I know we are driving to L.A but how are we going to get all your stuff there? You have so much and I don't think it will all fit in your car."
"You're right I do... And everything will definitely not fit into my car, I could just hire movers."
"That's a good idea. We could hire them tomorrow and they can go ahead and make their way there. So by the time we get there all your stuff will be there. I will call my neighbor and tell him to let them in because he has a spare key. He can also watch them to make sure they don't steal anything."
"Alright. Well I guess we got that all figured out. I will call the movers in the morning and you can call your neighbor whenever and tell him the details."
"When do you want to leave?" Mitch asked.
"Maybe the day after tomorrow or the next day... I need to say goodbye to people. If that's okay."
"Scott that is perfectly okay. It is perfectly understandable and it also gives me more time to think about what I am going to say to Travis."
"Are you scared?"
"Hell yeah! I already know what he is going to do."
"He isn't going to be doing anything to you Mitch. I will be right by your side protecting you. I won't let that douche bag get anywhere near you."
"Scott no... I really don't want you to get hurt. I would rather it be me than you."
"From what you told me he has already hurt you to many times. I am not going to let him put a hand on you again Mitch. That black eye he gave you is the last harm he will ever do to you."
"He could hurt the both of us."
"Well then we can get the police involved. Once we get to L.A we will go straight to the police station and tell him what he has done to you. You have proof that he has hit you with that black eye so they will believe you. We can have to cop come to your apartment and he will be there if Travis gets out of hand."
"That's actually a really good idea... Is it bad that I hope he tries to hit me so the cop would have to take him to jail?"
"Not at all. I hope so too. Not actually hit but at least try. That way he would really be out of your life and living his life behind bars."
"You don't know how great that actually sounds. Not having to deal with his shit. Him being out of my life for a very long time."
"It's going to happen Mitch... He will be arrested and out of your life. Karma is a bitch and it is going to come back and bite him in the ass. He won't even see it coming."
"You're right Karma is a bitch and he will get what he deserves. And I will finally be happy again... Scott can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"When was the last time you were actually here? Like in the apartment."
"It was the night Alex died. I left as soon as his nurse and some other people came and took him away."
"Does it feel weird being in here without him?"
"Oh yeah... It's awfully quiet. I would always hear his heart monitor,his laugh, him calling my name when he needed me, and me singing to him every night to help him go to sleep."
"Is that why you haven't been back?"
"Yeah... It's just not the same. It's strange not being here without Alex. I've gotten so used to all the sounds. And now there is nothing."
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FanfictionThis story is a Scott Hoying and Mitch Grassi (Scomiche) love story! Scott and Mitch have been best friends for years. After graduating from high school they both decide on going to different colleges. Scott is staying in Arlington, Texas and Mitch...