Boy oh boy.

Here we go.

This chapter is eventful.

I don't even know how to describe it, lol.

Just check it out yourself.

WARNING: mention of suicide near the end, mention of doing drugs

Kirstie glared at nothing, trying her best to make the handcuffs on wrists unlock. Rick was crossing his arms, waiting for Kirstie to speak and when she didn't, he slammed his hands on the table.

All he got in response was a smirk and a slight chuckle.

"I know what you did, Kirstin. Scott told me the entire story."

Kirstie laughed, shaking her head before she replied. All of this was too easy to get out of.

She'll get out of the case with just a few lies and tears.

Easy as that.

"Scott's schizophrenic. His mind makes him think of things that never happened. I would never stab Kevin and Avi's precious son. He would have complained about it right now."

Rick scoffed, shaking his head as Kirstie smirked in his direction. Rick bit his lip, looking back at Kirstie witg an amused look.

"Even if you are not proven guilty of the attempted murder of Mitch, you'll still be convicted of killing Jeremy."

Kirstie widened her eyes, realizing one thing.

I didn't think of that.

"I knew it," Rick chuckled, shaking his head as he walked behind Kirstie. The blonde gulped nervously, not knowing what to say. "The best criminals may have the best motives, but they always have the worst stories. You can't back out now, Kirstie. Admit it or I'll put you in prison without the right to a jury."

"Nice way of taking away my freedom and amendment of rights," Kirstie replied, removing the look of terror away from her face. Too bad Rick was looking past her lies. "I have the right to a jury like everyone else does. You taking that away from me should be considered a crime."

"Then what would the attempted murder of Mitch and the murder of Jeremy be considered? Child's play? Not in my book, Kirstin."

Kirstie wanted nothing more than to cross her arms and wallow in self-pity, but she just sighed and pursed her lips angrily. Rick laughed, shaking his head as he looked at the murderer in front of him.

He always knew there was something wrong with Kirstie.

He just didn't know what she could do when she didn't get her way.

"Your trial date will be on the same day of Scott's. Get ready. You'll be in jail for a long time. Take her away."

The other officer uncuffed Kirstie from the table and was quick to arrest her with the other pair of handcuffs, leading her to the jailcell she will be in until her jury date.

"You'll never have thrown in jail," Kirstie told the officer, almost falling when the officer pushed her. "You have nothing against me. I have my ways, my tactics. You don't know why I did it. You'll never know why."

The officer threw Kirstie in her jailcell, locking it right away. Kirstie grabbed onto the bars, laughing hysterically as she shook her head.

"I know what I did and why I did it. I'll win. I always win."

As Kirstie was having her 'villian monologue', Rick walked out of the room to have his heart break immediately. Angelica was crying, tears rolling down her cheeks as she shook her head. Rick walked over, hugging her gently as she spoke up.

"I-I have something that will pr-prove her guilty. It'll throw in jail for sure of you need it."

"What is it?"

Angelica sighed.

And replied:

"Kirstie isn't mentally ill."

~~~

'Wait...how do you know Kirstie did it?" Avi asked, raising his eyebrow in concern. "Are you sure?"

"This is the girl that practically lives off of hard drugs, Pops. I know for sure she did it," Mitch responded, getting Alex to nod in agreement. "If she does cocaine and smokes marijuana daily, then I'm sure she has access to some pill that will make you think your cancer came back."

"Also, I know she did it because her dad works with pill companies. She know what to do," Alex confirmed, looking at Avi and Kevin seriously. "I've known Kirstie for a year, but I know what she does. She seems weak, but she knows what she's doing."

"I know. She almost killed my son," Kevin replied, sighing as he thought about what to say. When he did, he looked back at his son with a serious look. "Mitch, we believe you, but it will take a lot for her to be convicted. You need proof."

"I know I do and it sucks that I don't have any," Mitch whispered, crossing his arms. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes befire talking again.

It's time to reveal the truth.

The cold and hard truth.

"I know who stabbed me."

Avi and Kevin looked at Mitch with wide eyes, looking back at each other as Alex put a hand on Mitch's back.

It's now or never.

"Who was it, Mitch? Who did it?"

Mitch took a deep breath, tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at his fathers. Alex was quick to wipe the tears, looking at his boyfriend lovingly before talking.

"It's okay, Mitch. Take your time. Everything will be okay."

Mitch nodded, taking a deep breath before he spoke.

And finally revealed the truth.

"It was Scott and Kirstie."

At first, it was silent.

Then...

"Sc-Scott and Kirstie?" Avi asked quietly, tears welling up in his eyes as he soaked up the news. Mitch nodded, a tear rolling down his cheek as he sobbed. "Oh, Mitchy."

Avi stood up, not caring if his sides were in pain or not. His son needed him more than ever.

"I-I'm so-sorry for not telling the truth," Mitch sobbed out, hugging Avi as tightly as he could. Alex looked away, unable to look at the scene in front of him. "I was scared. I'm sorry."

"You're okay, Mitchy. You're okay," Avi murmured, putting a gentle hand on Mitch's bald head. "I'm not mad, I'm not mad at all."

"Well, I am!"

"Kevin!"

Mitch dropped his jaw as his parents began to fight, sobbing quietly as he shook his head. Kevin was glaring at Mitch while arguing at Avi, shaking his head as his husband fought back. Avi was yelling louder than Kevin was, gesturing towards Mitch crazily.

"HE DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO SAY IT, KEVIN!"

"SO?! HE KNOWS BETTER! HE'S AN IDIOT!"

"KEVIN! HOW DARE YOU?! YOU KNOW WHAT?! I WANT A DIVORCE, ONCE AND FOR ALL!"

"FINE!"

The couple continued to yell, not caring even once as Mitch cried loudly. Alex felt his heart break, holding Mitch close as the boy cried onto his shoulder.

"I-I ha-hate myself. Wh-why didn't I say something?"

"It's not your fault, Mitch. You didn't know how to say it," Alex murmured, jumping when the door slammed loudly. The room was quiet now, the only sounds being the florescent lights and Mitch's sobs. "Do not let Kevin make you feel bad. It's not your fault."

Mitch nodded, wanting to be happy again.

He forgot what happiness was.

What is happiness?

Alex is.

~~~

Mario was humming carefully, smiling when Mitch walked over. His smile then dropped when he noticed Mitch's eyes.

They were...

Red.

Very, very red.

"Um, Mitch?" Mario asked softly, raising an eyebrow in concern. Mitch nodded, smiling goofingly as he looked at his friend. "What's wrong? Are you sick? You don't look too well."

"Nah, I'm good," Mitch giggled, putting an arm around Mario's shoulder the best he could. He laughed when he failed, putting a hand on his chest. "Man, I missed yo-"

"Why do you smell like weed?" Mario asked, his forehead wrinkling in concern for his friend. Mitch shrugged his shoulders, laughing again as he sniffed himself. "Mitch, what the heck?! You promised yourself that you would never do drugs!"

"Things change, Mar. I thought you knew this stuff," Mitch replied, blinking his eyes to make the redness disappear. "See?! My eyes are changing now. All things are meant to change! If everything were to not change, it'll be boring!"

Mario shook his head, wanting nothing more than to slap Mitch across the back of his head. He was being really stupid. Old Mitch would have never acted like this.

"Yeah, but being stupid and doing drugs isn't changing. It's being an idiot, Mitch. You know bet-"

"Mario, chill," Mitch interrupted, putting a hand up in front of Mario's face. Mario glared at Mitch, shaking his head angrily. "I'm an adult. I could do whatever I want. Drugs are helping me become a better person. Why can't you see that?"

That's it.

"Mitchell, you are being an idiot. You are being immature and stupid and you are throwing your life away. I'm not against marijuana, but when you are focused on just that, then you are throwing away your future. You are never going to be successful if you-"

"Shut up, Mario," Mitch interrupted again, laughing as he made the strap on his backpack tighter. Mario shook his head, tears in his eyes as he realized that there was no way that he wasn't going to win. "I'm fine. You're being stupid. I know what I'm doing. Bye."

And with that, Mitch walked off and left Mario to cry, not caring once about what Mario had to say.

Until he was in rehab.

It was after the whole Micah situation and Mitch wanted nothing more than to run away and apologize for all his actions, wondering why he would ever do that.

Why couldn't he just say no and just face the humiliation?

Oh, that's right.

He told himself if Scott and Kirstie humiliated him one more time, he would kill himself so that there would be no way for them to humiliate him again.

And in that moment, he realized that doing drugs and staying alive would be better than ending his life prematurely and leaving everyone he loved behind.

That's why he did drugs.

Just like always, he chose people's feelings before his own because he refused to let his loved ones suffer because of his life-changing choice.

Mitch took a deep breath, putting the phone to his ear as he smiled weakly.

"Hey, Mario. I know you're not available, but just know that I'm sorry for being mean and selfish. I didn't mean to. I'm-"

Mitch sobbed right there, taking a deep breath before continuing.

"I'm so sorry. I put myself before everyone else and I hate myself daily because if it. Please forgive me. I have to go now. Bye."

Mitch hung up, crying to himself as he laid down and sobbed.

Maybe killing himself didn't seem so bad after all.

A/N: I'm sorry for this, I really am. Just remember that suicide is never the answer and there are people out there that love you. Here is the suicide hotline if you need help:

1-800-273-8255

If you're afraid to call, I'm right here to talk you through it. Just remember that your lives are precious. Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter and remember that I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐶💕🎤