Warning: Triggers might happen, Cutting / Pills (Troye Sivan Song, Covered by Sup3rfruit)
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Mitch's POV
I sat in the bathtub, in my clothes. Blood leaking from my wrists, pills in my right, a bottle of vodka, in my other. I looked down at the words carved into my wrists.
"Scott Why dont you love me, Love me. Im A slut, Slut Whore Ugly." I sobbed, looking at the pills. I poured them into my mouth swallowing. I swallowed them, sobbing.
"In the crowd alone
And every second passing reminds me I’m not home
Bright lights and city sounds are ringing like a drone
Unknown, unknown" I sang to myself... tears finding their way down my face. I looked at the blood that fell, than at the tears colliding with the red drops... I cried, thinking of Scott... Oh how I loved Scott... I loved him so much... But that boy would never be mine.
"Oh, glazed eyes, empty hearts
Buying happy from shopping carts
Nothing but time to kill
Sipping life from bottles
Tight skin, bodyguards
Gucci down the boulevard
Cocaine, dollar bills
And..." He didn't noticed me, doing anything but being me... He was too occupied with Alex, too notice I was slowly killing myself off. Infact... currently, he's actually fucking Alex... In the room next to mine...
"My happy little pill
Take me away
Dry my eyes
Bring colour to my skies
My sweet little pill
Take my hunger
Light within
Numb my skin" My arms numb, my body falling limp. No noise can be made though... My soft singing, now whispering... tears slowly working their way down my face. I sobbed more until I noticed the light getting brighter.
"Like a rock afloat
Sweat and conversations seep into my bones
Four walls are not enough
I’ll take a dip into the unknown, unknown" My head became light, my breathing struggled. My lunges burned, I slowly was fading... My eyes became heavy.. I was slipping...
"Goodbye.... Scott..." I said softly.... The light coming for me...
Scott's POV
I pushed Alex off me, biting my lip. He slid down my body, teasingly kissing my sides. I chuckled, kissing his forehead. Somehow... I felt... guilty.... I was here with Alex... Mitch, In his room alone... It was almost... like I had a feeling something was wrong....
"Alex... I can't do this..." I said to him. His eyes looking confused and sad.
"Why baby?" He said to me, kissing my neck. I pushed him away sighing.
"Not when Mitch's here." I stood up, throwing on a shirt. Walking into the hallway, I opened Mitch's room door up. His room was a mess, clothes thrown everywhere Shattered glass. It was truly depressing... But the depressing part was that their was no tiny brunnete with angelic eyes. He wasnt there. On his bed, was a small folded up paper. I walked cautiosly over to his bed. Picking up the paper...
"Dear Scotty,
I love you so much. Dont forget that. I... I can't live like this Scott. I'm jealous of Alex, he gets to hold my angel in his arms. While I wither away into nothing. I love you, I love Kirstie, I love Avi and Kevin, but I love you the most. You can't deny that we've been together our whole lives, and we've been closer than any best friends... I've developed feelings for you... Feelings that I couldnt make disappear... I loved you for so long Scotty, but if you were to find out... You would hate me. Hate me so much. You would hate me like how I hate myself. You would hate how I wanted your attention. You would hate how I bring you coffee in the morning, just to look at you sleep for a good minute, before waking you up for your coffee. You would hate how close I sat next to you In Sup3rfruit. You would hate everything i did... And I cant live with that. That is why... I suggest you dont call 911 this is why im dead. Im afraid to disappoint you, to be hated by you. I love you Scott, but you don't feel the same way. I hope you grow up with Alex... and have a daughter or son... I'll be watching over you... I love you Scott... Every since I layed eyes on you...
Love Mitch, "
I threw the paper onto the bed, my tears soaking the parchment. I looked around, than ran into the bathroom. I saw Mitch, laying in the tub, his right wrist cutt up, with words that would usually sting his small body. He was pale, cold, limp, and barely breathing. Tears found its way down my face as I shook Mitch.
"Mitchy! No... Oh God please! No Mitch! Wake up wake up! Please Mitch! I love you! Please wake up Please please please please!" I shook his small body, hugging him tightly. His small eyes opened up. Glazed over. His lips quivered as he let out a soft whisper...
"Dry those eyes... Scott... I love you..." With the rest of his strength, he kissed my lips. Immediatly I kissed his. Screaming as he fell limp. Alex rushing in paramedics. They shook their heads. Resting a hand on Scotts shoulder.
"He's dead, my son. He's gone... God has him now."
I fell into Mitchs body, sobbing before letting them even touch him. They had no right to touch my Mitchie.... He was alive. He had to be alive...
"Mitch... Just tell them your asleep... Tell them... your just...." I bursted into more tears....
*That Night*
"Mitchie... You can't leave me... I... I want to join you..." I poured pills into my hand. Swallowing them.
"Im coming Mitchie... You wont need to be alone up their... You can rest in my arms... We can be together... We can finally be together... No lies, no secerets... just you and me Mitchie... Just you and me baby..." I fell to the ground, dressed in a tux. I wanted to look my best when I see my Mitch... My eyes closing... Mitch holding out his palm for me...
"What took you so long, Scotty..."
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Just a small note. This shiz took forver. ^.^
