Dear Love Of Mine

Jail

-Mitch-

4 days. 4 days locked up. I haven't eaten. I haven't slept. I had to improvise to pee but I'm so tired and hungry. I'm so scared to die here. I want Scott.

I heard loud banging coming from outside my door. I slowly made my way to the door and put my ear against it. There was loud footsteps and things being broken, "No!" It was my mom.

"Stay calm ma'am. You're under arrest!" I heard another loud thump before everything went quiet. Then I heard footsteps getting closer, "I'll check the rooms." The man said.

I heard footsteps and doors opening then closing. Then, the footsteps stopped right outside my door. I backed up into the closet and waited.

The door opened and I took a deep breath. I was so scared of what was gonna happen, "Hello? Anyone in here?" He asked, walking around my room. He stood outside the closet door for a minute before opening it. I shut my eyes as the light shined in them, "Hey! There's a boy in here!" I opened my eyes to look at the policeman in front of me. He kneeled down to me, "You alright kid? You don't look so good." I shook my head and he stood up again as two other policemen walked in.

"Where is he?" One asked. The first one pointed to me and the second helped me up. I felt dizzy and ran to the bathroom quick before throwing up in the toilet.

"The door was locked when I went in, Will. I think the woman had him locked in there." I overheard the man say.

"Ask him." Will said. I came out of the bathroom and they both stared at me. The one who I didn't know left and joined the men arresting my mom.

"Come with me." The first man said. I followed him and Will into my room again. I felt very nervous.

"Okay, kid. We just need to ask you a few questions, okay?" I nodded and shifted uncomfortably on my bed, "Go ahead John."

"What's your name?" John asked.

"M-Mitch. Mitch Grassi."

"Was that woman your mom?" I nodded, "She got arrested because of some drug issues, okay? You'll be alright." I nodded again.

"How old are you?" Will asked.

"Nineteen."

"You live here with your mom?"

"I used to live here with her and my dad. He tried to drown me and my mom killed him. I moved in with my sister until this fall."

"What happened in the fall, Mitch?"

"I moved to LA."

"California? Like, America?" I nodded at Will, "With who? Or by yourself?"

"I moved there with my boyfriend. He lived there before and I decided to move when I started my college classes."

"And why are you back to living with your mom now?"

"I came to visit my sister 4 months ago with my boyfriend, Scott, and my mom told me I wasn't allowed to go back with him."

"Why was the door locked when I came in?" John asked me.

"My mom has been randomly locking me in my room for certain periods of time."

"How long were you locked in there before I let you out?"

"4 days. That's the longest I've been locked up. Usually it only gets to 2 days."

"Oh my god." John covered his mouth with his shaky hand. Will sighed and looked over at John.

"I think you should move back to LA. As soon as you can Mitch."

"I don't have money to get a ticket."

"That'll be handled. It's not safe for you here. Your mom will go to jail but I think it'd be best if you moved back with Scott."

"I would love that. Can I use your phone, please?" I asked Will. He handed it to me and they left to give me privacy.

"Hello?" A voice asked on the other line.

"Scott?"

"Mitch! Oh my god are you okay?!"

"I'm fine. The police are at my apartment. My mom is getting arrested for drugs. They told me to move back with you Scott."

"The cops did?"

"Yes. Is that okay or do you have someone else there now?" I sighed as he hesitated to answer.

"Mitch. I haven't been with anyone else since you. I've been waiting for you."

"Because it's only been 4 months?"

"No. Because I love you more than anything and would wait longer than those 6 months Mitch. You mean the world and more to me hun and I never want to let you go. Ever. Please come home?"

"I'm on my way."