Erasing the Past
Chapter 4: Camp Rock
(Shane's POV)
I couldn't take the screaming silence anymore, so I left the room. That song… I could just imagine her singing it with me. God, I miss her so much, even though I saw her not two minutes ago. I miss the way she used to blush anytime I'd compliment her, I miss the way her lips would move with mine, I miss the way she'd smile like she didn't have a care in the world. And mostly, I miss the way she'd just stay in my arms, and quietly tell me she loved me. But now it's too late.
Dreaming is the only way to be with her now.
"Shane Joseph Gray, do you take Michelle Torres to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in good times and bad times, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, as long as you both shall live?"
"I do."
"And do you, Michelle Demetria Torres, take Shane Gray to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in good times and bad times, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, as long as you both shall live?"
"I do."
"I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride."
I leaned down and pressed my lips softly on hers, my love, my wife. When we pulled back, she grinned up at me.
"I love you," she mouthed and I grinned back.
"I introduce to you, for the fist time, Mr. and Mrs. Shane and Mitchie Gray."
She looked at me once again, and then her eyes shut and she fell to the floor.
I sat up quickly, close to hyperventilating. Thank god that was just a dream!
Days went by in the same routine, I'd wake up, get dressed, visit Mitchie, come home, and then it'd start all over again. It's so frustrating, why won't things change back?!
I decided to go back to Camp Rock, even though it was the off-season. I knew Uncle Brown wouldn't care. I just needed to feel close to her, and maybe I could there.
The camp looked empty, which it was, but it still had this certain energy to it. I ended up in the mess hall, sitting down at the piano where I first heard Mitchie playing. I let my fingers rest on the keys and a small smile snuck its way onto my face. She loved this piano, because it had gotten her me.
I knew the tune by heart, so playing it came naturally, even though I wasn't as talented as Mitchie. I sang along, but I only heard her voice.
Do you know what it's like,
To feel so in the dark?
To dream about a life,
Where you're the shining star?
Even though it seems
Like it's to far away
I have to believe in myself
It's the only way
This is real
This is me
I'm exactly where I'm supposed
To be now
Gonna let the light
Shine on me
Now I've found
Who I am
There's no way to hold it in
No more hiding
Who I wanna be
This is me
I let the last note echo through the hall, much as she had three years ago.
