A/N - Omigosh this chapter was hard to write! I keep depressing myself! And nothing comes out the way I want it to! =S Thanks to everyone who reviewed! :D it makes me SOOO happy xD OK, I know this story isn't looking like anything special right now, but I have BIG, and I mean BIG plans for it! So keep reading!
My answers were -
1. Demi all the way!! But Selena rocks to!!
2. Joe!!! X3 but the others rock to...of course xD
3. Jonas Brothers, wait, no, A little Bit Longer, wait no -- Jonas Brothers... oh I dont know! I guess A Little Bit Longer :D
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'Is Mitchie OK?' I said quickly. I was driving. She was there too. As long as I was fine, she was all I cared about right now.
I watched as the doctor looked from the nurse to my parents, then down to Nate and Jason, and back to the nurse. All of their smiles had gone and the hope fell from my face, just as the tears did.
What's wrong with Mitchie? Is she hurt? Is Mitchie OK?
'Is she OK?'
'Shane…Mitchie…she - she died in the accident.' I froze. I wasn't expecting that. Anything but that.
'She what?'
'She died Shane. The car that hit you impacted on her side mainly, and she died instantly. There was nothing anyone could have done.' I had no more tears. No more anything. I just sat there. Dead? She couldn't be. No. I can't live without her. She can't be dead. No. It should be me. Not her. I was driving. She can't die…
'Dead?'
'Yes Shane.'
'She can't be. No. She can't be dead. I can't live without her. No.' I broke down. I couldn't help it. Tears started flowing. I started whispering the same words over and over again. She can't be dead. Not so soon. I was going to ask her to marry me. We were going to spend the rest of our lives together. Our long lives. Until we were old and wrinkly. And then one of us would die. And we would have to be separated for a little while. But the other would be old too. So it wouldn't be long… And then we would be in heaven together. For the rest of eternity. She can't be dead now? That's not meant to happen. That's not what I planned?
'Shane.' I looked back up to Nate. He was crying too. As was everyone else in the room. 'Shane. It's true. As much as we hate it. She's not coming back.'
It just kept whispering no to myself as I closed my eyes and fell in to a deep sleep.
--
'Mitchie?'
'Shane.'
'Mitchie? You're not … you're not dead!'
'No Shane.'
'No? What?'
'I'm still dead Shane.'
'No. You can't be.'
'I am dead Shane.'
'No!'
'I have to go Shane.'
'No Mitchie.
'I love you Shane.'
'I love you Mitchie. Don't go.'
'See you in heaven Shane.'
'No Mitchie! Don't go…'
--
I woke up quickly, to see Jason standing over me.
'Hey buddy. Nice sleep?'
'No.' I replied grumpily.
'Didn't think so. You were talking all night. Well… the doctor's say you can go home soon.'
'What's the point? I might as well stay here. What's the point in going home? What's the point in singing? What's the point in pretending that I'm OK when I'm not? What's the point in living if I cant have Mitchie?' I was crying again, practically screaming by the end of my speech.
I watched Jason bite his lip and desperately search his brain for an answer. 'I don't know…' Was the best he could come up with.
'What's the point in trying?' I spat, turning away. Everything I said was true. There was no point. Not without Mitchie.
--
'Shane? You need to get out of bed!' I heard my mom call through the locked door.
'Why bother' I said into my pillow.
'Shane! It's been a month! We've left you alone, but this isn't healthy! You need to get up!' I stayed silent for a few moments, before she tried again. 'Shane!'
'Leave me alone!' I called out. I wasn't ready to go out yet.
'Shane. I am going to go downstairs, but if you're not there in an hour, I am going to drag you out!'
I heard footsteps. Finally. Alone again to wallow in my own pain. I wasn't ready. Not yet.
'Shane? Get down here!'
'You said an hour.'
'No, there's a package for you. Get down here!'
I sighed, and slowly lifted myself out of bed. I didn't want to move. There were too many memories of Mitchie downstairs. As I reached the hallway, I saw my mom holding a small, but not too small, brown paper package that looked about the size of a book. I took it from her and walked into the kitchen, where I sat at the table. I slowly unwrapped the paper, not caring who it was from. Probably just another fan package, asking me why we had put back our summer tour. Stupid fans…they don't really care about us…
I was shocked when I saw a book that I recognised so well. So shocked, I let it fall to the table. I never thought I would see this book again. It's Mitchie's song book. The one I got for her on her birthday (About month after Camp Rock ended). I had made it specially for her, with help from Brown and Caitlyn, for the photos. I had collaged the front with pictures of everyone at Camp Rock. Inside, I had gotten everyone to write her a special note. Nate, Jason, Caitlyn, Sierra, Ella, Peggy… the list goes on. Mine was in the middle. I could remember what I wrote without even looking at it. Hope you have the best birthday ever Mitch. Remember, I'll always be there if you need me. Your friend forever, Shane.
There was an envelope on top of the book. It was addressed to me. Hands shaking, I opened it.
Dear Shane,
We found this book among Mitchie's possessions. We thought that it might mean something to you, and maybe help you get over your loss. She won't need it anymore.
From Connie and Steve Torres.
So it's true. Official. Straight from her parent's mouth. She's dead. Mitchie's dead. My Mitchie. All gone.
I opened up the first page of her song book. Mitchie never let me read it before. She always said 'I'll let you see it when it's finished!', but she never seemed to finish her songs. She never had enough time. I saw all the messages. I turned over a few pages, to where I saw the first page of writing.
Mirror
Was underlined at the top.
Never be
Never, never
Ain't it plain to see
Tell me honestly
Don't my eyes
Speak up for me
Never, never
You're always true to me
How can I make it real
Why can't you see
The way I feel
Ain't it plain to see
Tell me honestly
Don't my eyes
Speak up for me
Never, never
You're always true to me
How can I make it real
Why can't you see
The way I feel
She really did feel for me, I guess. At least, I hope it was for me. Across the page, there were more lyrics.
La-La Land
I am confident
But I still have my moments
Baby, that's just me
I'm not a supermodel
I still eat McDonald's
Baby, that's just me
Well, some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well, everything's the same
In the la-la land machine
Machine, machine
Who said I can't wear my
Converse with my dress
Well, baby, that's just me
Who says I can't be single
And have to go out and mingle
Baby, that's not me
Well, some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
'cause of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well, everything's the same
In the la-la land...
Tell me, do you feel the way I feel
'Cause nothing else is real
In the la-la land machine
Well, some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well, everything's the same
In the la-la land machine
Well, I'm not gonna change
In the la-la land machine
Well, I will stay the same
In the la-la land machine
She always was an amazing singer. Original. Unique. My Mitchie…
Not Yet
Don't walk away
And the hurt will fade
I won't dream
Of the night we met
I won't need your touch
I won't miss your love
And your games
Is something
I will forget
I will be
Over you someday
But not yet
Not yet
Wow, yeah
I know when she must have written that. When we fought. 'Cause I told her that I had to go back on tour. Only a short one. But she wouldn't listen. She…she told me she hated me. I stupidly still went on the tour. I left her all alone. Just like she left me. I guess we both broke our promise. That's when I felt the tears. I hadn't realised that I had been crying until now. I hadn't heard mom calling me, or Jason asking what was wrong. I just bolted. I dropped the book and ran back up to my room. What's the point in even trying anymore…
A/N - Emo much? xD I can't wait for the next chap! BIG things happen xD
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1. What's your favorite song at the moment? By ANYONE xD
2. Happy or sad ending?
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