Not Anymore [Book One]

chapter 21-break free

I hung on to Scott like a little kid. He held me to his chest as well.
Then I heard a throat clearing sound. Travis..

"Hey. It's me. Your boyfriend." He said,smiling.

I smiled. "Heey." I said, not letting go of Scott.

He frowned. "Aww. I thought I'd at least get a hug?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Not today, T. I'm feeling messed up. Can we please go home, Scott?" I asked. He nodded.

Travis stared at me and I dropped my gaze.
Just then, Scott took his jacket off and wrapped it on me. I looked at him, puzzled.

"It's fuckin cold honey. Havn't you noticed?"

I shivered. "Thanks." I said, blushing.
Then I noticed how both the boys were staring at me.

Scott's POV

I knew Troye had told Mitch something.
He was the one who told me about Travis too.
Mitch was acting wierd.
He was trying to be ordinary, but...
I saw his pain.

Mitch's POV

Travis kept looking at me. Finally he cracked.

"Honey. Are you okay?" He asked.

I turned. "Why?" I asked. He stopped.

"You seem..diffrent."

"No. I mean, why do you care?"

The boys both stopped. Scott's grip on me tightened. Travis laughed.

"Sweet heart! What's up with you? You've been acting strangley ever since-"

"Ever since, what?"

He gulped. "Look. I don't know why you're being so critical, but I'm sure I can explain."

I frowned. "Oh yeah? Then explain this."
I thrusted the Beyoné magazine from Scott's chair. They both froze. Travis cringed.

"Honey. What's that?" He said, remaining calm.

"You tell me." I said, flipping the magazine over. "Here." I handed it to him.

On the back of the magazine, there was a picture of me, with the words,
TARGET 'Mitch Grassi' SNEEK PEEK

And under it, was the words, HUNTER T.STOLL

I teared up as Travis bit his lip. "Did you tell him?" He demanded at Scott. Scott shook his head. I let a tear drop. I never looked away from Travis. Scott took the magazine and flipped through the pages. He stopped when he saw pictures of me and Travis. He spit out a laugh.

"Mitch. I'm sorry." He started. Travis glared.

"No. It's okay Scott." I said, wiping my eyes.

"Mitch this will be over in a week. Trust me."
Travis said. Unbelievable. Scott must have thought so too.

"That's all you have to say?" He glowered. "You're not sorry for tricking him and trying to use him?"

He raised an eyebrow. "I'm not going to be sorry for my job, Scott." He said. Scott lunged. I stopped him.

"So you're job's over with me. Why are you here?" He looked puzzled when I said this.

"What do you mean?"

"We had sex. Why are you still here?"