Her breath gets stuck in the back of her throat and her eyes widen just slightly. She feels her heart break just a little bit more and then it hits her. He's worse off then she is right now.

"H-how did this happen?" she asks.

Shane laughs bitterly and shakes his head in disbelief, making her shy away a bit. She should have known better then to ask that. It's obvious Mitchie, she tells herself.

"I can't believe this happened," he mutters, groaning softly.

"It's going to be okay," she says, trying her best to try to comfort him. That's all she could think of to do.

Help him until it went away, like she always did. Except this wasn't going to go away. Not for another nine months at least.

"Is she going to keep it?" Mitchie asks only getting a slight shrug from Shane who was still looking down at the table.

She pressed her lips together, with no idea of what to say next. This was horrible, he was going to be a father. And she had always thought that somehow, someday they would end up together. Fantasies.

Suddenly, he takes her hand and pulls her out of the booth and towards the exit of the diner, "Let's go for a ride," he says.

This only makes Mitchie frown again, the car rides that they used to to take all the time when Shane had first gotten his license. But she could tell there wasn't going to be any singing along to the radio or laughing on this ride. Possibly far from it.

Mitchie gets into the passenger of the car and stares out of the window, she doesn't have to be home for another two hours so she doesn't mind, she just minds about the upcoming conversation that they're bound to have.

Shane gets into the car, not bothering to but on his seatbelt, he never does anyways. Shane's always been a careful driver anyhow.

He turns on the car and Mitchie gasps as the cold air coming from the vent hits her, out of reaction he turns off the air conditioner and quickly pulls out of the parking lot.

The two ride in silence for miles. Mitchie only sneak glances at the raven haired boy, too afraid to say anything. He's too focused on the road ahead of them, gripping the steering wheel. She hesitantly turns on the radio, the rock music filling the car for only seconds until Shane turns it off without missing a beat.

"Sorry.." she mumbles. He doesn't reply.

Soon enough they were driving down the familiar country road. The one where they always drove down, they'd drive all the way down to the fork in the road and go into the backseat. Always playing cards, writing songs or just talking about whether they would go left or right. Metaphorically speaking.

New York or California.

"I'm going to be a famous musician one day, selling out Madison Square Garden. You just wait and see," he'd say. Only to her though, she was the only one who knew about his dreams. He had always felt to silly to tell them to everyone.

Shane drove to the end of the road and turned off the car, staring out of the windshield. The single minute felt like days to Mitchie as she heard his deep breathing while she tried to keep hers quiet. Shane looked over at her and motioned for her to go into the backseat before opening his door and getting out. Mitchie did the same and got in the backseat of the car. She was nervous.

They did this for fun.

She and Shane settled in the backseat, still no words exchanged between the two. Then it came. The sob escaped Shane's lips. Mitchie pulled him towards her in a hug without missing a beat. It was if they had driven all the way here just for this.

To keep it secret from everyone else.

Shane clung to her as if he needed her to breathe, something Michie had always hoped for. Just not for this reason. For anything, just not this.

She attempted to shush him but found no use in it. Simply just let him cry into her shoulder, soon enough noticing that she was crying as well. She couldn't help it, seeing him like this broke her heart.

"So close to getting out of here. S-so close," he muttered.

Mitchie bit her lip, only hugging him tighter. She didn't know what to say.

--

Both lay on the cool grass in the ditch, staring up at the dark sky. The two simply wanted to forget their scene in the car. It was as if it never happened. As much as they wanted it to be the truth.

"I'm sorry for that.." Shane whispered, tearing his eyes away from the sky for one second to look at her.

Mitchie shook her head, "Don't be." she said curtly. She didn't want him to apologize for something he had no control over.

Shane nodded slowly and sighed. "I'm sorry for dragging you out here. At least let me apologize for that,"

Mitchie pressed her lips together, she was past curfew. But she had a reason. Of course, only she would understand. "Don't worry about it," she said. "How far along is she?"

"I'm not sure..it's pretty recent though," he answered reluctantly

She made a small 'o' with her mouth. Not willing to continue on this topic. She didn't want to hear his answers and she simply didn't want to know. Knowing less was better for her.

Shane picked up Mitchie's arm and took a look at her watch and his eyes widened. He got up and pulled him up with her, "Ann is going to kill you if you don't get home,"

"Shane, it doesn't matter. It's going to take half an hour to get back. I'm already an hour late..I'm the walking dead," Mitchie said, a sheepish smile on her face.

Shane shook his head, ducking into the car. "Come on Mitch,"

She sighed and got into the car, not wanting to go back to the place she was forced to call home. All she could hope for was that he would drive slow.

--

Mitchie's heart began to beat painfully hard against her chest as Shane's car pulled into the drive way. Unknowing to her, Shane had been watching her.

"I could go in with you.." he suggested.

Mitchie shook her head, "Maybe she's not even home, she won't even know I was gone. Or I'll just tell her I had to stay late at the diner. I'll be fine. I promise," she assured him.

Shane wrapped an arm around her, trying his best to give her a hug. But it felt awkward..they never felt this way.

"Call me later, please..I just need to know that you're okay," he said, mumbling the last part.

Mitchie shook her head and pulled away, trying her best to give him a smile.

"I'll be just fine,"


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