Not Anymore [Book One]

blown away

I lay on my bed, dead quiet.
Scott lay next to me, but I knew he wan't asleep. Whenever moonlight shone on his face, I could see his tears.

I still could not understand why Scott would do such a thing. He was a sweet young man and he couldn't even kill a fly.

So why...WHY would he punch a guy?
A guy who did nothing wrong.
A guy...who was my boyfriend.
I had to find out.

"Scott. We need to talk."

Scott's POV

"Scott. We need to talk."

"Didn't we already?"

"That wasn't talking. It was fighting."

"Well whatever that was, it's over."

"What the fuck is the matter with you?!!"

His voice rose again and I closed my eyes.
I needed him to stop.
I could never explain to him.

"Scott you have to talk to me."  Mitch said a bit calmer this time.

I whipped around. "Fine," I said and faced him. "What do you want?"

Mitch sighed. "Why did you do it?" he asked.

I could see real pain in his expression. It pained me as well. I gripped my pillow tightly.

"This is exactly what I've been dreading."
I whispered.

"What?" Mitch raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about? "

I closed my eyes and mouth, tight.
If I could tell you, I would. I thought.

Mitch looked angry. "Tell me hoying." he demanded.

"If you were to pick between me and Travis,
who would you pick?" I asked suddenly.

"What?!" Mitch squacked. He turned red.

"Will you pick me?" I asked quietly.

Mitch didn't answer. He lowered his gaze.

"Fine." I said, trying to hide the hurt in my voice. "This is why I cannot tell you."

Mitch looked taken aback. "Scott..let me ask for the very last time." He said in a hushed tone. "Why did you do it Scott..?...why?"

"If...If I told you, would you believe me?"

"Of course, Scott, I-"

"If I told you Travis is cheating on you, would you believe me?"

"........."

Silence. Then..

"No. I wouldn't"

My heart sank. Just as I thought.

"Then I cannot tell you."

Mitch said nothing, and after a few hours I knew he was asleep.

When I was absolutely certain he was, I reached my jeans which lay on a nearby stool.
I dug in the pockets, and pulled out a small metal something.
I held it up, and it shone in the moonlight.

The key to the cuffs.