*Scott's POV*
I run through the building, looking for Mitch.
"Mitch! Mitch, come out, please. I just wanna talk! Mitch!"
I walk by the bathroom and hear shuffling. I put my ear to the door and knock softly. "Mitchie?"
He doesn't answer.
Oh wait.
"I'm sorry I walked out on you and yelled. Can we just work this out, please?"
I hear more shuffling and he unlocks the door.
He has a tear-stained face.
"Mitch...I'm sorry. I'm sorry I yelled I just don't want you to be mad at me."
He nods. I don't want to be mad at you.
"So...can we just get over this?"
We can. I just want you to realize that I'm sad. I need help, Scott. I realized that I'm not okay.
"That's good, Mitch. And that's okay. If you need help, we'll get help, I promise."
Thank you. I think I should say sorry to Kirstie.
"Yeah. Let's go."
We get to the bus and I open the door.
My eyes widened? "Avi?"
Avi was kissing Kirstie...more like eating her face.
Ew.
They quickly pulled away. "Um..hey."
"So...Kavi is real?"
"No no no it's not- we just- ah, yeah." They tried to find an explanation.
I ship it.
"You've shipped it since 2011 Mitchell." Says Kirstie.
Mitch nods. Can we talk?
Kirstie nods and they go in the back lounge.
*Kirstie's POV*
Mitch wants to talk.
We go into the back room and sit.
Um...Kirstie I'm really sorry for what I did and I just...I need help. I was just mad. You know I love you.
I sigh. "I forgive you. And if you need help, don't be ashamed. You're just not in the best time in your life right now. You're getting used to your injury still."
Mitch smiles and signs I love you, Kirst. Thanks for being my best friend.
I hug him. "I love you too, Mitch."
Are we gonna do a hug thing or...
I hug him. "We'll get you help, Mitch. If that's what you want."
He nods. I do. I just don't want the fans to know...they might look at me differently.
"We don't have to tell them. Are you feeling a little better now? We were talking about going out tonight. There's a Sports Page near the hotel we're staying at."
He smiles. I'm always in the mood for food. That rhymed!
I smile. "Let's go hang out with the others."
Mitch goes out first. "Mitch!" Scott yells. "We hit 1 million subscribers on Superfruit!"
Mitch grabs his phone. Oh my gosh...We should celebrate. Let's do a livestream!
"Good idea," Scott said. "We're flying home for a break tomorrow, let's do it then."
*Mitch's POV* (Sorry I messed up a little)
How will I...
"I don't know...oh! Yeah I do. Lemme see your phone."
I give Scott my phone. He goes to the App Store and downloads something. "Here," He hands it to me. "It's that one." He points to the app.
I click on it.
"Use it to talk. You can choose your voice."
I pick a voice and type stuff in.
I'm hungry.
Everyone laughs. "Of course that's the first thing you say."
"We're stopping soon." Says Esther.
Thank God.
I play with it for a while and look at Scott.
I found my voice.
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So I'm sitting in class right now (actually not when you're reading it I'll be home) and I just took a Science exam and it was hard wtf. Anyway....
Bye.
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The Missing Pieces
FanfictionSomething happens to Pentatonix that leaves the group with numerous injuries, Mitch's being the worst. What happens when Mitch distances himself from the others, and this really hurts the group. How will they stay together? Will Mitch and Scott get...