The Missing Pieces

The Confrontation.

*Scott's POV*

I stare at his arm.

I can't take my eyes off the thin pink lines.

They're kind of fresh, which means he did It sometime this week.

I sigh and pull the covers back over him.

I don't want to confront him yet.

We don't have a concert until tomorrow night, so I decide to ask Kirstie if she wants to hang out.

Kirstie agrees and comes over to my room.

I open the door and shush her as Mitch is still sleeping.

"Ready?" She asks.

"Yep. Where do you wanna go?"

"I guess we could go see what kind of shops they have here." She says.

"Yassss I am in a shopping mood."

We get a cab and head towards the town but I can't stop thinking about Mitch's scars.

When did he do It?

I shake the thoughts out of my head and scroll through Twitter.

I'm looking through my Twitter mentions when the cab comes to a stop.

I hand the driver the money and we start walking towards a store.

"Ooh, they have monogrammed stuff!" Kirstie says and drags me into a store.

I chuckle at her enthusiasm and follow her into the store.

She starts looking around and finds a music note pillow.

"Scott, we have to get these for all of us!" She says and I smile.

"Really?"

"Yep. I'm buying them. You have no choice. You can pick out a manly font." She says and picks up five different colors.

"Fine. I'll pick out a 'manly' font." I say and we walk to the checkout counter.

"That'll be $100 with the monograms. You can come pick it up around 2."

We pay and decide to go get lunch.

"Olive Garden?" I ask, checking out the restaurants in the area.

"My favorite!" Kirstie says.

"Good, because all of these other restaurants look weird." I say and call over a taxi.

We get in a taxi and I give the driver the address.

"Thank you!" I say and pay the man as we pull up to the restaurant.

"After you." I say and open the door for Kirstie.

"Are we on a date?" Kirstie asks.

"I'm a little gay." I respond and walk up to the hostess.

"Table for two, please?"

"Booth or table?" She asks.

"Booth." (I accidentally typed booty lol)

"Right this way." She says and leads us to our table.

We order our drinks and Kirstie looks at me.

"Are you okay today?"

"Yeah, why?" I ask.

"You seem a little down."

"Well... I think Mitch is cutting again. I saw the cuts this morning."

Kirstie sighs. "I knew we should've gotten him help a long time ago."