"What? W-what'd he do babe? What'd he do to you? Tell us…please!" Cate persisted, squeezing my shoulder.

I looked up through my water-filled eyes. I didn't even know where to start, the memories flooding my mind where just too much to handle. I opened my mouth to try to come up with something – anything to say, but all the would come out where little sobs filled with the tears now flowing down my cheeks. I felt Nate start to get up, bringing me with him.

"Okay, it's alright. Just relax and take your time. Come on babe, come sit over here." He said, letting me lean fully onto him as he walked me over to the edge of the bed. Still trying to swallow my sobs, I scooted my butt onto the bed, wiping my nose as I tried to wrap my mind around the surreal situation.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cate plop down on the end, staring at me intently while Nate brought the moon chair closer, sitting on the edge of it. He reached up and laid a gentle hand on my thigh, slowly rubbing it softly with his thumb as he looked up at me with those big, caring eyes.

At that moment, I knew something changed between us. I didn't know what it was or if it was just the hot chocolate messing with my head, but the way he looked so open, so concerned…something was different. Apparently he didn't notice, because he broke the moment by talking.

"You can tell us, come on hun." He continued to rub little circles as he spoke. Trying to convince myself everything I just felt was the caffeine, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, Shane's face flashing across my closed eyelids. I opened them quickly, staring off at the wall.

"He broke up with me." I finally said, my sobs slowly coming under control.

"He what?" Cate asked, obvious shock displayed on her face. I nodded, doing everything in my power not to close my eyes again because I knew I'd cry and I knew Shane would be there. I would see his face, his uncaring, stupid face, and that's all I would see.

"But…but how? I mean…you guys are like, the perfect couple. What happened?" She said, shock still in her voice as she put a comforting hand on my shoulder. I shrugged, looking away.

"He asked if we could go to our spot after dinner. When we got there, it took him all of 5 minutes to break up with me, at our spot. Our spot. How could he? He told me it wasn't working out and it wasn't as easy anymore. How could he do this to me Cate? I loved him. I loved him so much!" I sobbed into her shoulder as she hugged me.

"I don't know babe, I really don't. But he'll pay, I can promise you that." She said angrily. I had just released Cate the Beast. I actually winced in pain for what Shane was going to have to suffer; I knew what she was like when you mess with her friends.

Trying to maintain any dignity I had left, I slowly pulled away, giving her a little smile. It finally dawned on me that Nate hadn't said anything since I told them what went on. I shifted my eyes over to his, and all I could see was coldness. His body was rigid, his jaw was set – it was a scary sight. I'd never seen Nate look so livid, come to think of it, I'd never seen Nate mad before at all. Clearing my throat in awkwardness, I leaned forward a bit.

"Nate? Are you okay?" I asked, feeling kind of weird asking him that considering the situation and all. His eyes snapped up to meet mine, making me sit back a bit.

"I need to go." He said, standing up quickly and taking long strides towards the door. I gave Cate a panicked glance and ran over to try to keep up with his pace.

"Wait! Where're you going?" I asked, grabbing his upper arm because it was the first thing I could reach. I immediately noticed his rock-hard muscles and looking down I saw that his hands were in fists.

"To find Shane." He said tightly, walking out of my grip as he pulled on his coat. I felt bad for the coat.

Before I could process what he said, he had opened the door and started to walk out.

"Nate, it's pouring down rain out there! You can't leave!" I said, as a million thoughts raced through my mind. Why was he so mad? Why did I feel the need to stop him? Why was he going to find Shane? Why did I care?

"I have to." He said, taking another step into the small awning, barely protecting him from the torrential down-pour going on an arms width away. I followed him out, barefoot and all.

"Mitchie! Get back inside, you're gonna get sick!" He said, his voice automatically switching from hard and tight to sincere concern as he started to take off his coat to put it around me. I stopped him.

"Nate, listen to me. Going out to try to find Shane when a replica of the flood is going on outside, isn't the most practical idea. And plus, it's not your problem to fight – it's mine. So please, just come back inside." I pleaded, my hands still on his shoulders, preventing him from taking his coat off. He blinked, starting to relax as the stubbornness in his eyes slowly faded away.

"But he hurt you Mitchie. I can't just stand around and do nothing. You're still one of my good friends, I care a lot about you. And I'm not going to let Shane Grey hurt you – no matter if he's my friend and band mate or not." He said, anger flashing through his eyes as he spoke. I looked up into his eyes, and knew exactly what I had to do. Standing on my tiptoes, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. He stood rigid at first, obviously not expecting the action. Hey, what can I say? I like hugs, I'm a huggy person. But he soon relaxed and wound his arms around my waist. I smiled, pulling back a little so he could hear me through the loud noise of the rain.

"First of all, you were sitting, not standing. And second, I'm flattered that you care about me enough to want to go out and find Shane, but doing that isn't going to help anything. Shane made his choice. He didn't want me anymore, and my heart's already been broken, nothing going to change that. But what you can do is just be here for me. I'm gonna need you and Cate and Jason now more then ever." I said sincerely as I slowly let go of his neck. He smiled his little smile, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"I'll always be here for you Mitchie."

And that, he was.

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Oh the possibilities…I just love Nitchie. Haha! I have so much fun writing this It's crazy. Well let me know what you all think. I still as of now have absolutely no plot or ideas as to where this story is going. I just wing every chapter.

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