"Mitch?" Mom knocked on my door. "Mitch?"
Shit
I stared at Scott and he pointed at the window. KIRSTIE. He mouthed. Kirstie gulped.
"Mitch? If you in there, let me in!!"
Scott held Kirstie's shoulder and moved her swiftly to the window. I stood around, scared.
"Mitchell Coby Grassi!!!" Mom hollered.
"Quickly!" I whisper-shouted. Scott took Kirstie under his arm and climbed down the pipes (which was extremely dangerous but this was a emergency) out the window.
Mom was about to kick the door in when I opened the door. She fell on me, and I 'accidentally' didn't grab her.
"Mitch Grassi, what were you doing in here?" she demanded, pushing past me.
"Sleeping?"
Mom stared at my un-mattressed bed. Then her eyes came back to me.
"Mitchell?"
Her tone was firm and slow, the only kind she used when father was home.
"I want to know the truth." she said.
"I do too." I mumbled.
"What?"
"I was just listening to music, mom."
She glared at me like she didn't believe me, but surprisingly, she left without questioning it.
I flopped back in my bed and picked my phone up. I had to help Kirstie.
I had no idea why my dad had turned psychotic, and I needed to find out.
Also, I needed to protect Scott.
I heard a tap on my door and Scott came in.
"Hey." He said softly. "Can I come in?"
I nodded. "Of course."
He sat on my bed and I sat next to him.
"What's going to happen to Kirstie?" I asked.
"I'm going to ask my good friend, Candice.
She knows these stuff. Meds and..you know. So you don't have to worry." Scott patted my back swiftly. I leaned on him.
"You don't have to be so worried about me worrying. I'll be fine. Don't worry about me."
I said, punching him lightly. He made a face.
"That's why I'm here for." He said, and he kissed me lightly. I kissed back.
Ah..........
It pains me to watch.
My angel appeared. Nice seeing you again, I thought. What are you doing here?
You're gonna need me.
Great. When?
in about...3 seconds?
I turned around, and saw.....
"Thank you Kirstie. You've been very helpful."
"Dad..!"
Dad's arm was around Kirstie, and Kirstie was crying hard. She looked pained. She mouthed:
I'm so sorry.
"Dad this isn't-"
"Shut up Mitch. I saw it with my own eyes. Scott? Why don't you explain?" He said with mocked interest. Scott closed his eyes.
"Sir-"
"Oh so it's 'sir' all of a sudden, eh? I knew I was right when I tried to stop your mother from adopting him." He said, sneering at me.
Scott winced and I felt anger rise.
"Don't talk to him that way!" I shouted.
Scott touched my arm. "Mitch, don't. He's.....he's right."
I stared at him. "No he's not and you know it!"
I turned back to my father. "Dad this is not our fault and I am not going to apologize. He's not my real brother and I don't care if you don't appreciate."
He smirked. "Kirstie said the same thing, kiddo." He touched her face and Kirstie winced. "Just look at her now."
I glared. "Dad-"
"Sir I'm sorry but I'm not giving up Mitch."
Scott's voice said firmly.
"You can un-adopt me all you want, but I'm not giving Mitch up. Ever."
My mother appeared. "No. But we still care about you, so...."
She handed me a card and I read it.
"Military School?!!"
Scott blinked. "I..I don't..."
I glared at my parents. "I'm not letting you send Scott to Military School."
Scott nodded. "I have no reason to go, and I could just walk out, sir."
Father smiled and faced Scott. "I'm sorry. I think you misunderstood. I'm not sending you to Military school."
Scott blinked. "Then.."
"We're sending Mitch."
Scott's POV
My head went blank.
I could do anything for Mitch.
I would've gone to Military School. For him.
But Mitch was too young.
Too little for Military School.
I knew how hard Military School was, and I wasn't letting Mitch go there alone.
"Unless?"
"Unless you leave us and never come back.
Never come near us."
I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't.
I could never leave Mitch.
But I couldn't let him go to Military School.
"Fine." I said. Mitch stared at me. Kirstie's eyes let loose a tear. "Kirstie, we're leaving."
Mitch's huge eyes flashed. "Scott you can't leave me like this!" He yelled, throwing himself at me.
"Please." He pleaded.
I looked at him. I sure would miss him.
I'll never forget him. He's my everything.
"I love you Mitch." I said, and he stared at me.
"Scott please don't say it.."
"Goodbye little brother."
I turned to walk away when Mitch screamed:
"You are NOT my brother, Hoying!"
I turned around. "What?"
"....Not Anymore."
Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy finally!
the book intro bit!!
I love this story more than anything! Oh maybe except you guys (blushes)
I really love y'all so much
Oh don't worry this isn't the end
there's plenty more, I just wanted to tell you that I love you❤️
did I said that already? (Shruggs) oh well
makes it twice as true.
K
byyyyyyye