Because You're Mine (COMPLETED)

Chapter Fourty-Five: Scott

Here! Have a double, because I'm bored even though Its almost 3 in the morning and I should be sleeping

~🌈Jordan❤~

When I wake up, I struggle to remember where I am and how I how I got there. I look around. I'm in my room, still wearing the outfit I wore last night. Mitch isn't next to me, but I remember Mitch trying to get in my pants all night, so I understand why.

My head is killing me. Whoever helped me get to bed, didn't think to shut my blinds. Did anyone even help me? Kevin had Mitch, Avi had Kirstie.

Oh, great Scott. The dumbass that left your blinds open was you! Congrats! A+.

I get up and shut my blinds. That's better. My head still wants to split open though.

I want to take a shower, but the thought of standing that long just makes my body hurt even more. So, instead, I quickly change into some regular fuzzy pajamas. I'm too lazy to find a shirt at the moment, so I don't. I slowly and carefully make my way downstairs where I see Kevin making breakfast.

"Hey, Kev." I say. My voice is deep. Deeper than usual.

"Sup Scott?" He smiled. "No one else is awake, in case you're wondering. And the Aspirin in about two feet to your left along with a water bottle. I would like you to drink the whole thing please." He politely ordered me.

I snatched the pills and water and downed them without a second thought.

"So, how much do you remember?" Kevin eyed me.

"Umm, well." I scratch my head. "I remember Mitch being all over me and trying to get laid. I remember asking Mitch to be my boyfriend, officially. I remember basically everything." I give a smile.

"Oh, well, that's good. Say, did you happen to notice something different between Kirstie and Avi?" He flipped a pancake.

"Well, now that you say something, I guess. She was being clingy. Well, more than usual. They were looking at each other differently, too." I pointed out.

Just then, I hear a squeal followed by a string of profanities, and resulting in a Mitch laying on his back at the bottom of the stairs. I quickly run over, but try to not laugh at him.

He sees the look on my face and knows I'm trying not to laugh at him.

"Fuck off." He groans. I go to pick him up, but he growls at me. Only its a slightly high pitched growl.

"Oh stop it." I laugh. "You and I both know that that isn't going to work. You're too cute." I kiss his forehead. He slaps me away.

"Fuck off." He repeated. I set him down next to me.

He tries to look grumpy and pout, but eventually snuggled into my side. "That's what I thought." I chuckled. Bad idea. Ouch.

I reach over and grab the pills and water for the boy at my side. He takes them without question. "Did you have fun last night?" I ask him.

"I did. Especially since I got an amazingly handsome boyfriend out of it." He smiles at me.

"Yes, you did." I smile back and lean down to kiss him.

"Please don't tell me I'm gonna have to physically pull you two apart again." Avi groans.

He looks like hell. His hairs all tangled, and he's a little pale. Like me, he also doesn't have a shirt on.

"You know the drill Avi." Kevin said, not bothering to look behind him.

Avi nodded and went over to the counter. He put 4 pills in his mouth, and downed them with ease.

I just laugh. "To answer your question, Avi, no. You won't have to pull us apart."

"Good." He breaths. He finally came up for air after downing the entire bottle of water. "I'm not about to watch Mitch try to get into your pants again. That was disturbing."

"Oh come on." I joke. "Look at me." I gesture to my bare torso. "I'm amazing. Can you blame him?"

"You're something, I'll give you that. Is kirstie awake." He ran his hands through his hair.

"Behind you." A small voice said.

Kirstie appeared out from behind Avi. She is still wearing her outfit from last night as well. She immediately went over to me. She snuggled into my neck. She ways does this when she is either in pain, or doesn't feel good. "Hey, girly." I say brushing a piece of hair out of her eye. "Are you okay?"

She nods. "Yeah, but my head hurts, and my tummy is upset." Dang, she really doesn't feel good if she is saying 'tummy'. She sounds like she's gonna be in tears.

I turn to Mitch. "I love you, but can I help her real quick?"

"Of course. Anything for one of my favorite beings on this earth." He gave her a gentle hug and a kiss on her cheek.

I looked back at her. I hand her the pulls and water so she can take them. She does without complaint. "I don't feel good, Scottie!" She started crying.

Note to self: do not let this girl get hammered ever again.

I gave her a sympathetic smile and open my arms. She quickly went into them and latched on. "Wanna go to the couch?" I ask softly.

She nods, followed by a sniffle. I set her down on the couch. "Do you want me to help you get undressed?" I want her to be more comfortable. She nods. She starts to take off her pants leaving her in just her underwear, but she doesn't seem to care. "Do you want one of my shirts?" I ask with a smile. She nods again, but with a small smile. I call to Mitch and ask him to go get one of my big shirts and a pair of fuzzy socks that at least either Mitch or her have. He does.

In the meantime. I help her take off her pants the rest of the way and help her take off her shirt. Leaving her in just her bra. Mitch comes down the stairs just in time. He hands me a big gray t-shirt and a pair of pink fuzzy socks.
I look at her. "Do you want the bra on or off?"

"Off." She mumbles. But she doesn't move.

"Do you want me to help you?"

"Please? My body hurts and I don't want to reach back there." She sniffled again.

"Of course, baby." I say wiping away a tear from her face. I reach behind, careful to not touch anything, and unclasp her bra. I see marks where it had dug into her skin. "Ouch. Baby, does that hurt?" I ask.

"Does what?" She looked at me.

"These marks." I run my finger along one of them. "You're bra like, dug into you. Are you okay?"

"Oh, those? No, they don't hurt. They'll eventually start itching, but they won't hurt." She gives me a reassuring look.

"Okay. As long as you're comfortable." I return her smile. I finish taking off her bra. I do the best I can not too look, but I can't help but notice a large scar that runs across her breast. I decide not to say anything, so she didn't get uncomfortable.

I finish putting the shirt on and socks, but notice she still had all if her make-up on. That's gotta suck. "Wanna take off your make-up?" I ask. She nods again. "Okay. Do you have wipes?" She nods. "Okay. Mitchie?" I call softly. I knew he could hear me so I wasn't going to yell for the sake of every hangover in the house. Especially the small girl in front of me.

Mitch appeared very quickly. "Yeah?"

I smile. He's so cute. "Can you run upstairs and grab me some make-up wipes?"

"Sure thing." He said and was off. Not too long later he returns with the wipes and hands them to me. I pull him in and give him a kiss as a thank you. I then here Kirstie gasp.

"What's wrong?" Mitch asks.

She looks back and forth between the two of us. Her eyes widened.

"I kissed Avi last night."