scomiche one-shots

The Curse

A/N I'm in a mood, sorry. :(

Scott's P.O.V

I'm gonna talk to Alex today. He's been a total jerk lately.

He's been talking shit about Mitch like, he's annoying, his voice breaks his ears, ugly, fat, other things like that.

And he's says it TO MY FACE. Like, that's my best friend your talking about!

So I drove over to Alex's house and got ready to talk.

I knocked on the door twice and I heard footsteps coming towards the door.

I cleared my throat and fixed my posture.

"Hey babe!" Alex said in his fake loving voice.

"Just let me in, I need to talk to you." I said sternly and let myself in.

He closed the door and rushed over to my side.

Ya, talk about Mitch being clingy, take a long look in the mirror, Alex.

"What's wrong, baby?" Alex said kissing my cheek.

I pulled away from him and sat on his couch.

"Sit." I said pointing to the chair across from me.

Alex sat down and started to listen to me.

"Ok. Alex, I love you. But you seriously need to stop talking crap about Mitch. He's my best friend and I care about him, ok?" I waited his response.

He got up and waved his hand around my head.

I felt like my body was taken over.

"You will hate Mitch forever and call him ugly and fat and worthless everyday and you will kill him on his birthday." I heard Alex say into my ear.

Wow. He's right, I never knew how ugly Mitch was. Stupid fat, worthless Mitch.

"Now what were you saying sweetie?" Alex asked me.

"Mitch is a ugly, fat, worthless person." I said pushing him up a wall and kissing him.

"Good job, Scottyboy." Alex said kissing my neck.

I moaned throwing my head back and went into his bedroom to have more privacy.

Ugly, fat, worthless Mitch.

COUPLE HOURS LATER

I was driving home from Alex's house.

Can't wait to torture that ugly Mitch.

I bashed the door open and Mitch jumped up.

"Hey Scotty. Where were you?" Mitch asked coming over to me.

I pushed him away from me and he fell on the ground.

"Hey, what was that for?" He asked a little scared.

"For being so ugly." I said with sinister smile.

His face fell, just what I wanted.

"W-What?" He asked tears starting to flow down his face.

"Do you really go out of the house like that? I feel bad for you being that ugly." I said laughing.

"Scott what is wrong with you?!" Mitch said standing up and backing away from me.

"Just stating the facts, fat piece of trash." I said going into my room and locking the door.

I heard crying from outside and I giggled.

Oh, he has a big storm coming.

MITCH'S BIRTHDAY

Today's the big day.

The day I get to kill that worthless piece of shit.

I cleaned my knife one more time when I stuck it into my pocket and knocked on Mitch's door.

He opened the door hesitantly and I opened the rest for him.

"Hey Mitchie." I said with a fake smile on my face.

He smiled a little bit. Ha, ugliest smile ever.

"Happy birthday." I said gripping the knife handle.

"Thanks. So are we cool?"

"Of course." I said sarcastically

"Yay!"

He hugged me and I slowly got the knife out of my pocket.

I heard the door open, but I was to busy.

I brought the knife right to his neck.

"Happy Birthday Mitch." I said.

I cut the knife deeply in his neck.

He fell to the ground and his skin was pale.

I killed him, ugly, worthless, fat Mitch. Thank god.

But my body spazzed out and the hate was gone.

I looked down to see Mitch, dead.

"MITCH! NO!" I screamed and fell down on my knees hugging Mitch.

I felt something in my hands I looked at it.

It was a knife.

I dropped it in awe and backed away.

"No. I didn't just kill him. I couldn't have!" I said to myself staring at the weapon that was in my hands at one point.

"You did kill him, Scott." I heard Alex's voice say next to me.

I looked at him, then at the knife.

I picked it up.

"I'm sorry, Alex. I can't live with myself knowing that I killed my best friend." I said and sliced the knife into my heart.

I felt every drop of blood pour out of me, I fell on the ground next to Mitch.

"I'm sorry." I whimpered out holding Mitch's hand until everything went black.

But before I died, I heard Alex say something that sounded like,

"Just what I wanted. Ugly, fat, worthless Scott."