Hey guys I know that I haven't updated this story in forever but I have a little Valentines gift for you all as a I'm sorry gift. It's perfect for you guys since you guys are reading a Pack Story. This is a school assignment in my Creative Writing Class, I had to write a short story with one emotion in mind as a driving force. I picked depression because my life has been a real bummer lately. But I made this about Mitch and Jerome.

But tell me what you guys think of it because I haven't turned it in yet! Oh and this is all from third person's p.o.v. ENJOY!
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Because You Need Someone

Mitch lays still in his bed, hearing nothing but his own breathing and his phone going off almost every ten seconds. The room is dark, the only light is the light breaking through the curtains and the light coming from his phone from text messages and calls he ignores. His fingers running over the scars on his forearms, his eyes are still closed, but when his phone ring goes off yet again he opens his eyes and sighs sort of annoyed. He pushes himself up, his arms aching. He turns to his phone that is laying in the middle of the floor, facing up. He pulls himself out of bed and picks up the phone. He looks at the number and instantly grips the phone, gritting his teeth a little. He puts his hand in the air to throw the phone but stops when the voicemail activates.

"Hey Mitch, I know you're ignoring me and I deserve it. But we need to talk about this. Everyone is really worried about you, you haven't contacted anyone in two weeks and your fans are really worried about you. I was a jerk, blame me. But don't make them suffer for my mistakes. Please call me back." Jessica said before she hangs up.  Mitch lowers his hand looking at the phone. He unlocks it and sees that he has 53 unread text messages and eleven voicemails.

He opens up his text messages and sees they are from a little bit of everyone, mostly Jessica and Jerome. He clicks on Jerome. But before he could read any of them, the phone rings and it's Jessica. Mitch grips the phone and throws it at the wall breaking it and falls into pieces on the floor. He clenches his fists, staring at the floor. Then his stomach growls. He opens his door and walks up the steps from his bedroom in the basement. He walks into the kitchen and opens the fridge and stops halfway remembering he has gotten any food in the fridge to begin with. He hasn't had anything to eat for about a week and an half. He just lost interest in eating. He walks back down the steps and into his room. He crawls into bed, covering his head with his blanket as tears emerge in his eyes. He puts his arms around himself, closes his eyes, and waits for himself to go to sleep.

He's awoken by the doorbell ringing, at first he doesn't move, but he finally gets up when it starts to get annoying. He slips on his black and red checkered sweatshirt and pulls the hood up. As he walks upstairs, his stomach growls again. His hair grew out making is cover his eyes more then it should, his cheeks are hollow almost, and his ribcage and collarbone are easily visible. The doorbells goes off again making him visibly flinch at the loud noise. He tries to look through the window but he still can't tell who it is. He hesitates to open the door, but once he does a pair of arms pull him into a bear hug making him flinch.

"Heyya buddy." Jerome said. Jerome lets go of him. He walks in leaving Mitch still at the doorway. "Sorry it took me so long to fly over here. Couldn't get a later flight." Mitch turns halfway and looks at Jerome seeing he already made himself at home.

"Wh....What are you doing here?" Mitch croaked since he hasn't really spoken to anyone in two weeks. Jerome turns to Mitch and smiles at him.

"I can't visit and possibly stay a few nights with my favorite Benja?" Jerome asks. Mitch looks away from Jerome. Jerome loses his smiles and inspects Mitch, his slightly exposed right wrist catches Jerome attention and Mitch's huge weight lost. Jerome smiles. "Well I'm starving! Got any food?!" Jerome goes to the kitchen. Mitch takes a second. He closes the door and follows Jerome. "Did ya go on a new diet or something? There's no food." Jerome takes out his phone. "Know any good pizza places?" Mitch shakes his head.

"Why are you here Jerome?" Mitch asks. Jerome stops what's he doing and looks up at Mitch. He sets his phone down on the counter.

"Okay. I..I wasn't gonna say anything Mitch. But Jessica told me what happened. She told the whole Pack." Jerome said. Mitch takes a few steps back staring at the floor with this look of dread. Jerome takes a step towards Mitch. "Mitch. You-" Mitch bolts out of the room and into a bathroom with Jerome following him. Mitch locks the door as tears form themselves on his eyes. He bites his sleeve and sinks to the floor. Jerome tries to open the door only the find it's locked. Jerome knocks softly on the door. "Open up Mitch." Mitch shakes his head and starts to cry all over again. He hugs his knees. He hears Jerome sit on the floor. "I'm sorry if I made you upset. Please open the door Mitch." Mitch buries his face into his knees, crying into them. Jerome puts his forehead against the door listening to Mitch cry. "Open up...Please Mitch."

"G-Go home Jerome." Mitch said.

"I can't....I won't." Jerome said.

"W-Why not?" Mitch asks.

"Because you need someone." Jerome said.

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I'll try to get back to updating One Life!!!!!