Crazy drama today.
No daily advice, just letting y'all get to the story.
Love y'all and hope you enjoy this chappy!!!
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Once they arrived home, Scott was about to jump in a shower when Mitch grabbed his hand before he could walk into the bathroom.
Scott turned around. "Is something wrong"? He asked.
Mitch shook his head and looked down. "O-oh uh, no. I just want to talk".
Scott nodded. "Okay, about what"?
"Why won't you have kids with me"? Mitch asked.
Scott shook his head. "Pause".
"No, Scott. We're having this conversation. Tell my why".
Scott shook his head again and began walking into the bathroom.
Mitch grabbed his hand again to stop him. "Scott please"?
Scott turned around quickly. "I said pause". He snapped.
"What the hell is that suppose to mean". Mitch yelled.
"It means we're pausing this conversation and we're having it another time". Scott explained in an irritated voice.
"No, Scott, this is happening now". Mitch said.
"No Mitch". Scott yelled.
"What the fuck Scott! What the hell is wrong with you".
"Stope cussing, Omega". Scott said in a deep voice.
Mitch rolled his eyes. "Do not pull that Omega bullshit on me".
Scott rolled his eyes and turned to walk away when Mitch grabbed his arm again.
Scott turned around and pushed Mitch away. "Jesus Christ, Mitch, stop. Well talk about this later". Scott said.
Mitch shook his head. "No, let's talk about it now. Do you not love me? Or is there something else"?
"Of course I love you. I just told you, I'm not ready".
"Well I'm not buying it. There's something else going on. Just tell me. Is it me"?
"No, it's nothing you did Mitch".
"THEN TELL ME GOD DAMMIT". Mitch yelled being too frustrated to be civil.
Scott clenched his fists. "Pause Mitch".
"No, talk to me. Now".
"Do not talk to me like that". Scott demanded.
Mitch rolled his eyes. "Shut the fuck up".
"What the hell do you want Mitch, I just want to take a fucking shower".
"I want kids and you're not giving them to me".
"BECAUSE IM NOT FUCKING READY". Scott yelled.
"WELL MAYBE I SHOULD FIND SOMEONE WHO IS". Mitch yelled back.
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD".
"YEAH, WELL, MAYBE WE SHOULD BREAK UP".
"MAYBE WE SHOULD, SEEMING AS IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU
ANYMORE"-
"Pause". Mitch said as his eyes quickly filled with tears.
But Scott kept going. "CAUSE YA KNOW IM A SUCKY ASS BOYFRIEND"-
"Scott please, pause".
"IVE NEVER EVER GIVEN YOU WHAT YOU WANTED, EVER IN MY LIFE"-
Mitch lightly sobbed and shook his head. "Please, Scott".
"HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT THAT MAYBE IM SCARED TO DEATH TO HAVE MORE CHILDREN BECAUSE I DONT WANT THEN TO GET TAKEN AWAY FROM ME, HUH HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT ABOUT ANYONE OTHER THAN YOURSELF, OF COURSE NOT BECAUSE ITS ALWAYS 'MITCH WANTS THIS' OR 'MITCH WANTS THAT' MAYBE IF YOU STOPPED AND THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT I WANTED WE WOULDNT BE HAVING THIS ARGUMENT IN THE FIRST PLACE".
Mitch broke down and started to sob uncontrollably. "P-pause, p-please, Scott, please".
Scott finally stopped and took a deep breath.
Scott looked to the ground then back up at Mitch and walked to the bed, grabbing his pillows and a blanket. "I'm sleeping on the couch tonight". He said before slamming the door shut behind him.
