A little heads up for the people who don't like Trisha Paytas. She's going to be in this chapter😬 I was running out of people for the story and she was my last resort🤷🏼‍♀️

Scott and Mitch lay in the sand on the beach making out next to their camp fire.

Mitch deepens the kiss and goes to grab Scott's belt.

"I want you." He says softly.

"Oh, no." Scott says breaking the kiss.

Mitch looks into his eyes as to why.

"Sorry." Scott says.

"I thought-"

"I just...Mitch, I swear. I want to be with you so badly. And that's never happened to me, with a boy." Scott says.

"Are you straight?" Mitch asks.

"No. I just..." Scott sighs getting off of Mitch and sits beside him.

Scott looks out at the ocean trying to find the words to say to Mitch as Mitch watches him trying to collect his thoughts.

"Maybe it's those meds your dad gave me. They do that, you know?" Scott says.

Mitch stands up and goes to leave.

"I'm gonna go."

"No, no. No, Mitchie."

Scott grabs his legs to stop him from leaving.

Mitch stands there with his arms crossed trying not to look at Scott.

"I'm not ready to go. Not yet." Scott says.

Mitch sighs and sits back down beside Scott.

Scott wraps his arms around Mitch as Mitch leans into Scott's side to get warm.

They rock each other back and forth just looking at the beautiful ocean. Watching the waves crush.

"I use to come here when the world closed in and got so small I couldn't breathe. I'd look out at the ocean, and I'd think, 'Yo, douche bag, high school counts for jack shit.' Kurt Cobain, Quentin Tarantino, Brando, De Niro, Pacino, all high-school dropouts." Scott says.

He smiles down at Mitch as he looks back at Scott in awe.

Mitch moves closer to Scott as his love for him keeps growing with every word he speaks.

"I...hated high school. So, I'd come here and I'd look out at this vast, limitless expanse. And it's like, that's your life, man. You can do anything. You can be anything. Screw high school! That's- that's just a blip in your timeline. Don't get stuck there." Scott continues.

Mitch looks at him again and lays his head against Scott's head as they continue to watch the ocean together.

As they are sitting peaceful, Mitch hears a noise coming from his right side that scared him.

He looks to the side of him and sees five teenagers about his age walking towards he and Scott.

"There's someone here." Mitch whispers to Scott.

Scott looks behind him in shock.

"Nice costumes. What are you, the dead Breakfast Club?" Mitch jokes.

The five teenagers walk up and crowd around Scott and Mitch.

They all seem to have bullet wounds somewhere on their bodies.

Mitch looks at the wounds and thinks they're fake and this is all some sort of joke.

"You know, there's a whole lot of beach, guys." Scott says.

"Good job, Scott. You finally came out of hiding. We've been waiting for years for you to show your face. But you like mommy's little Safe house, don't you?" Jeremy Lewis the tall jock with a bullet wound in the forehead says.

"I don't know you." Scott says.

"You know, I'm actually surprised you have the balls to show your face around here." Cameron the cheerleader with a wound to the chest says.

"Yeah. Maybe you should have worn a mask." Trisha Paytas the goth girl with half of her head blow off says.

"I'm not really into Halloween." Scott says.

"But this years different, right? You have a date. How cute is that?" Trish says.

Scott pushes Trisha back a little.

"Leave him alone." He says and gets up to be face to face with her.

"We don't want him. We want you." Jeremy says.

"How about we drown him?" Trisha says.

"No, we should shoot him right between the eyes." Jeremy says.

"Haha. Halloween pranks." Mitch says standing up to Jeremy.

"Will somebody please erase this Dude?" Trisha says.

"Yeah. Why does he get a boyfriend? I don't have a girlfriend. Do you have a girlfriend?" Matt Sallee the biker guy with a bullet wound to the neck asks.

Romeo Lacoste the nerd with his jaw blown off shakes his head no.

"Jeremy, you?" Matt asks.

"Nope. I haven't had sex in a long time." Jeremy says looking straight into Mitch's eyes.

Scott wraps a protective arm around Mitch and starts to walk away.

"Let go. This beach sucks. Someone should pick up the trash." Scott says.

The group watch as Scott and Mitch walk away planning for their revenge.

**
Nel turns off the water in the tub and gets into her nice warm bubble bath to relax.

As she lights candles around the bathtub before getting in, her phone starts to ring.

It's Isabel.

"Hello." Nel says into the phone.

"You called me?" Isabel asks.

"Yeah I did. I think it's time for us to have a conversation." Nel says.

"Has he told you about Texas?" Isabel asks.

"Here's the thing, Isabel. I know that you might find this hard to believe, but I was your age once, too, and not really that long ago. And I wasn't such a saint either. I fell in love with a married man, and I lived and breathed the fantasy that we were going to be together forever, soul mates and lovers. And everyone was gonna be happy, and everybody loved forever. And that didn't happen, Isabel. Because it never happens that way. It never does. Because what he's looking for has nothing to do with you. It's got nothing to do with anybody. There's something missing in him." Nel explains to Isabel.

"He found something in me he'll never find in you again. He said my face was soft like a baby, and between my thighs-"

"You know what I really regret, when I walked in on you screwing my husband, was that I didn't just rip your smug little face off!" Nel yells into the phone.

Isabel chuckles a little on the other end of the phone.

"Way too late for any of that now, Mrs.Grassi. Ask him about Texas." Isabel says before hanging up the phone.

Nel yells in anger and throws her phone across the bathroom.

She rubs her eyes and tries holding back tears.

As she's about to take her robe off and get in the tube, she sees something on the mirror out of the corner of her eye.

A message that reads 'ASK HIM'.