Dedicated to: PTXness Love you boo boo!!!❤️❤️❤️
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After I was sure that Mitch was okay, I go back to my room. Scott was laying down with his head propped up. Wyatt was curled up on his chest.
I climb back into bed and Wyatt immediately jumps into my lap.

"Oh I see how it is Wyatt! Do you not love me anymore?!?" Scott dramatically exclaims.

Wyatt responds with a purr.

"He loves me more." I proudly and sassily remark.

"Whatever." Scott says.

I giggle at Scott's annoyance.

"So since I'm your adoptee, does that mean I like get to know stuff about Pentatonix in advance?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" Scott asks while scrolling through his phone.

"Like new covers or albums or merch."

"Um no." Scott says while chuckling.

"What?!?" I exclaim.

Scott continues laughing at my disbelief.

"What's going on?" Mitch asks as he enters my room.

"You guys aren't going to tell me anything about Pentatonix before it goes out?!?!" I exclaim once more.

"Of course we will." Mitch says.

"No we aren't. She's gunna have to wait like everyone else." Scott says looking at Mitch now."

"Scott you tell you're parents everything about Pentatonix right?" Mitch asks as he walks to the other side of my bed to Scott. He sits down in the edge.

"Yes." Scott answers. His focus back on his phone.

"And you tell you're friends about it too, right?" Mitch asks.

"Yes."

"So what makes her any different. She's family now." Mitch says.

He grabs Scott's chin gently so Scott would focus on Mitch instead of his phone.

"You're right, but I want to have some surprises for her." Scott says, raising his eyebrows. 

"Okay she'll have to wait for that surprise but everything else she can know."

"Wait! Wait for what?" I ask.

"You'll have to wait and see." Mitch says still looking into Scott's eyes.

"What the actual fuck guys."

They both laugh and look at me.

I cross my arms and push my bottom lip out pouting.

Mitch pecks Scott's lips and gets up. Scott grabs his arm before Mitch could take another step.

"No don't leave babe. Come lay down with us." Scott whines.

"I'm gunna go and order some pizza. I'll be back." Mitch answers.

"Okay. Hurry I wanna cuddle with you."

"I will." Mitch says as he walks away

I stick my finger in my mouth and make gagging noises.

"Shut up." Scott chuckles. He playfully pushed my shoulder.

I laugh.

"You're gunna have to get used to it." He says.

I just roll my eyes at him.

"So when are you going to tell everyone?"

"We don't know yet. We're gunna tell the rest of the band first and then our parents and stuff."

"Does anyone know that y'all adopted me?"

"Only Todrick."

"Oh my God! Todrick! He must be worried sick about me!" I jump out of bed to get my phone but stop when I remember it's dead. I put it to charge then go back to Scott.

"Can I use your phone please? Mine's dead."

"Yeah here."

I generously take the phone and dial Todrick's phone number. He made me remember it by heart just in case anything happened.

I walk out of my room and down the hallway to the stairs. The ringing stops and was replaced by his voicemail.

I dial it again and walk outside. The ringing starts again.

Come on Todrick! Pick up, pick up, pick up.

"Hello?" A confused Todrick's voice answers.

I internally sigh in relief.

"Todrick it's me, Rachel."

"Rachel? Did you get a new number?"

Out of all the questions he could've ask, he asks this one.

"No I'm using Scott's phone. Mine is dead."

"Oh ok. How are you?"

"That's complicated to answer." I say.

"What do you mean?" He concerningly ask.

"Well I'm safe. But I'm not 100 percent okay." I nervously chuckle.

"Well as long as your safe. Don't worry. You're going to feel better in no time."

"Yeah. Well I just wanted to make sure that you're okay and that you knew that I was okay."

"I love how you always worry about other people more than yourself."

I chuckle softly.

"Thanks Toddy. Alright I'll talk to you later."

"Okay Rach. Bye."

"Bye"

That was kind of odd. Whatever.

I walk back inside and stop at the kitchen.

"Scott!" I yell.

"Yeah!" He yells back.

"Do want anything to drink?" I loudly ask so he can hear me.

"Um.......get me a Coke!"

"Okay!"

"Mitch wants a Perrier!"

"Of course he does." I say to myself.

I grab the wanted requests with a water bottle for myself. I walk back up to my room with everything. Wincing as the coldness of the drinks was pressing on my cut.

I enter my room and Mitch was sitting next to Scott, his head tucked under Scott's.

I distribute the drinks.

"Thank you baby." Mitch and Scott say.

"You're welcome." I reply as I settle in my bed comfortably next to Mitch.

Once again, Wyatt gets up from where he was and makes his way over to me.

(Time Lapse)

"Did you take your medication?" Mitch asks.

"Yes."

"Brush your teeth?"

"Yes mother." I chuckle.

"Well I basically am." Mitch says.

We both laugh for a brief moment. I get into bed and get into a comfortable position. Mitch pulls the cover over me and kisses my head.

"Night baby." Mitch says.

"Night." I respond.

He walks to my door then turns around.

"Rach."

"Yeah?"

"I love you." He softly says.

I smile, making him do the same thing.

"Love you too."

Mitch turns off the lights and gently closes the door behind him.

Now I am surrounded by darkness. Reminding me of that awful, cold, and lonely night in that place.

I take a deep breath in and out. I turn to lay on my side and curl up into a ball. My hands start shaking and I grasp them together. Soon my whole body is shaking. It doesn't feel like a panic attack. It feels like my anxiety is acting up but not enough to spark an attack.

What the hell! This has never happened to me.

I stay in a ball hoping it will help. But after a couple of minutes I give up. I rolled over and turned on the lamp. The shaking slows down. My eyes start getting heavier and I let them close. I then fall into a deep sleep.

I finally have a family.