Because You're Mine (COMPLETED)

Chapter 62: Scott

Mitch pushes past me and walks down the hallway, sniffling. All I heard was yelling and then I saw Mitch hit the door frame.

I follow him because I know how he is. He stops at the end of the hallway and slides down that wall, sobbing.

"Baby, what happened?" I ask once I meet up with him.

He wails. "She being a bitch!"

"About?" I ask calmly.

"Everything! All she's focused on is what would happen to her if I lost the baby! She doesn't seem to understand that shes not the only one that would be damaged! All she was saying was how she didn't think she could live if I lost this baby. Shes not even taking into consideration what I would do if I lost it. She's just being so self-absorbed about the whole situation. I just..." He puts his head in one hand and holds his stomach with the other, and sobs.

"Did you...call her self absorbed?" I ask softly. He nods. "Why would you do that, Mitch? You know her history. She's probably just worried about about you, and shes scared. She's lashing out and pushing you away, probably because if she gets to close and something happens, it will mentally destroy her." I try to reason.

He scoffs. "You sound just like her. Do neither of you care to know how I feel?" He looks at me with wide eyes. The mixture of sad, hurt, and angry very present. He starts to get up, but I pull him back down.

He glares at me, but I ignore it. "Fine. Okay. How do you feel Mitch? Half the time I can never tell because everytime I breathe in the wrong direction, you will snap at me, or start crying, or get pissed at me."

"I feel like no one cares! No one ever asks. Especially not you. The only person that's even come close to asking me how I feel is Kevin and that's because, as my doctor, he's legally obligated to. I am terrified. Kevin told me in the beginning that this was potentially going to be very difficult on my body and mind. I am up at night worrying that I may have done something wrong and it hurt the baby. I am worried..." He takes a breath. "I am worried that if something does happen, that you will hate me for it. You've already become more distant and it not just with the sex." He tears up again. "Its everything. You don't spend as much time with me, and when you do, you seem to hate it. It's like you want nothing to do with me." He looks at me as the tears fall.

I want to be angry, but what he says makes sense and is true. "Mitch, I'm just as scared as you. But at the same time, I understand Kirstie's side of it, but I don't think you do. Do you remember how hard it was for both me and you to be there when she was in the hospital? I certainly don't want to go through it a second time, and I highly doubt she wants to be on the other end of it. I really don't think you understand." I tell him.

He laughs. Not a happy, "I love you" laugh either. That laugh meant he wanted to kill me.

"So, I'm the bad guy. Got it. Just so I get it right, not only did this baby...come between me and Kirstie, but us as well? Fantastic." He gets up and walks away. I can smell the panic that's creeping in on him. Not good.

"Mitch, that's not what I said and you know that."

He stopped. It seemed like he wanted to say something, but stopped himself and kept walking. I run up to him and grab his arm.

"Let go of me." He says with a shaky voice. My fingers spring apart instantly. "Its like everyone is against this baby...and me...and its not even my fault. Its yours!" He gestures to me. "You are the one that forgot to wrap it. And even that was blamed on me! Not to mention, you didn't think it would be a good idea to fill me in on that little detail until a week later. This is your fault, and I'm the one getting all of the goddamn backlash and I don't understand why!" He was yelling at this point. I see Kevin at the end of the hall watching. Kirstie must be with Avi. "No one thinks to yell at you! Except for me...obviously. All anyone has asked you is how you're holding up." The panic is getting worse. "And me?! I get bitched at. Even Avi has sat with you and talked to you. Has he talked with me? No! No one has! It's like I'm going through this by my self and it-ahh!" He says as he places one hand on the wall to steady himself, bends a little and holds his stomach. He has tears in his eyes. His panic has gone through the roof and I see Kevin running down the hall.

"What happened now?" He asked.

"I'm fine." Mitch says as he straightens up. "I'm fine."

Kevin eyes him. "Then, what was that?"

Mitch grimaces. "Nothing. I got a cramp."

"Mhm. Okay, downstairs." Kevin says.

"No! I said I'm fine, so I'm fine. Now please, we're talking." He points between him and I.

"Fine." Was all Kevin said before he walked back down the hall to him room.

I look at Mitch. "Are you really okay? Or are you just saying that?"

"Oh! Now look who cares! You are the one person that should be by my side through this. A month and a half and you've asked me how I feel twice. Twice! That's two times Scott."

"Yes, I know twice means! I try to talk to you and ask you how you feel. But every fucking time I do, you get pissy with me. So yes, a lot of the time, I don't want to be around you because I don't feel like getting yelled at, or bitched at, or whatever the hell else you throw at me. I love you, Mitch, so much. And I love this pup, but goddamn. It's like you're a walking mode swing, and I can't keep up with it!" I yell. "You aren't the victim here. Not once have you asked me what I think. Not a one. You do the same shit to me that Kirstie just did to you. But yet, you stand there and bitch at me because I haven't checked in on you? You're a hypocrite, Mitch." I turn to walk away.

"Okay, so why don't I just throw myself down that stairs and make everyone happy?" He yells at me.

I turn back with a fire in me. "Do you even know how it feels to be thrown down stairs? Well, I do. And its not fun. Trust me, it wont fix anything." I growl and walk away

Suddenly, his panic intensifies and I hear him breathing hard. I turn and see him doubled over with his hands on his knees. I rush back over to try and help him, but he screams and swats me away. He falls to the ground, shaking, sweating and screaming. I grab his wrist so he doesn't hurt himself as I call for Kevin.

Seconds go by before I see him rush down that hallway. "What now?" He looms at me.

I shake my head at the tears form. "Panic." Is all I can say There's nothing Kevin can do until Mitch calms down, so we just wait.

It takes a few minutes, but he eventually stops and starts bawling and clutching his stomach. "Ah! It hurts!" He curls into himself. He does his best to scoot away from me but I don't let him.

"Mitch, I need you to call down." Kevin says as he lifts Mitch's shirt. He feels around and checks him out: applying pressure in certain spots, checking I don't even know.

"Kevin?" I strain.

"He's okay. The pups okay. He's not miscarrying. Just way too much stress. I'll have Avi talk to you once he's done with Kirstie. I'm going to watch Mitch for a while. I want both you and Kirstie to stay away from him for a while." He says.

He gathers the crying Mitch from my lap into his arms and takes him downstairs.

Okay. Soooo, that happened. Not at all what I intended, but okay?

I'm sorrrrryyyy. Next part is going to be what happened with Kits punishment. Just thought id keep the drama going. I waaaas gonna punish Mitch, but I think that was punishment enough, you agree?

Anyway. Love y'all.

Stay happy, stay healthy, and now that things are opening back up, stay safe.

~🌈Jordan❤~