Ashes of a Once Perfect Romance
Chapter 4
I had been lying in my bed for hours. Sleep never able to take over my body her still haunting my mind. Mitchie Torres. I wasn't sure if it was such a bad thing. She was gorgeous, maybe not as pretty as Liv, but still, those gorgeous eyes, amazing smile, lips… I've got to stop thinking about her! I shake my head and tried to get rid the picture of her in my mind. I sighed, frustrated, rolling over onto my back for at least the hundredth time.
I sigh, defeated, and prop myself up on my pillows and turn on my TV to see a reply of the earlier Hot Tunes was on and for some reason my hand set down the remote and I begin to watch it contently listening to everything Mandy had said after I had turned it off. Anything else about Mitchie, and I was way beyond curious. I mean, I had a right to know, right? It wasn't wrong thinking about my ex. It would've been if Liv was here but… She's not, so, I have the ability to know more.
I hear Mandy talking, while my eyes and my full attention are concentrating on the screen. My ears burning at the sound of the words she is singing in the background from her old albums.
"If anybody could find her, well, that would be a big accomplishment and help. To all of the girls watching this right now- Your task is, from me, from everybody- Go find Mitchie Torres and come bring her back to Hot Tunes. Wherever she is, bring her back. What has happened to her? Do you guys want to know? After all these years, what has she been doing? Where has she gone? What is she now? Does she still sing? We need to find her. Like Shane's song… I think that he needs to find her he just hasn't got the guts because of Olivia. I don't mean to be harsh… But it's true."
Bring her back. Mandy was right, I guess I could say. I was afraid, though, because I'm in love with Liv. I can't just go back to Mitchie and anyways what did I need her for. She is over me, hates me and I am happy with my life, or so I think I am. I looked as Mandy talked once again.
"Please, Mitchie come back and explain to us what happened and why you left? Please. Just come back. I know that some of us still remember you. I know that you have to be somewhere out there, maybe even staring at this screen. Maybe you don't think you need us but we need you, your heartfelt songs and even Shane needs you." She pleaded. I could even see the tears in her eyes, sliding down onto her satiny top. "Please. Just come back to Hollywood. Make your fans happy. Remind Shane of what he has done. The wedding's in two months. You've got to do this, quick. If you want to find Mitchie…"She finally finished "Just do it now."
I sigh finally turning the TV back off thinking about this. I can't just leave and go find her. I don't even think I need her. They might think so but I really don't. All I need is here, the girl of my dreams and I was happy. Mitchie was whatever now, she can't compare to Liv. I don't care that some people don't like Liv, It was my life, my choice and I was sticking with it. Well I think I will be, I don't think Mitchie could come back, that's just more heartache for her, it's nothing to me, at least it shouldn't be. If it isn't why is she in my mind?
Finally my body tells itself it needs rest. My mind agreed as well. My eyes fell closed as I curled up into the blankets trying to distract myself as I fell into the unconsciousness we call sleep. My body trying to relax as my heart rate slows to a steady beating as I sleep through the night.
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I am currently doing the breakfast dishes as my brothers, Nate and Jason arrived. We had a press conference today. It had to do with the engagement, and mostly our new released CD. We have done so many press conferences will it seriously ever end. I would be fine, again it was just the lack of sleep making me totally edgy today.
"Nate can you help me put this away, we will be able to be there on time." I say not wanting to do the dishes, plopping the huge stack of dishes into his open arms.
"Fine, Princess Shane. I'll do the stupid dishes." He said sarcastically, starting to put them away into the different cupboards.
"Thanks, Jester Nate." I said sarcastically as well, as Jason was watching TV. It sounded like Hot Tunes, but I tried to get that out of my mind.
I finished the dishes that were left in the sink, and walked into my room, as Nate was finishing putting them away. I had to get ready in like 30 minutes including a shower which was not happening. I jumped into a shower washing my hair and body within 5 minutes trying to finish up as soon as possible. I get out with just a towel around my waist and started to blow dry my hair.
When it is completely dry I straighten my hair as fast as I can to see it's been 30 minutes already. I guess my hair actually takes longer then I thought. Especially by the shouts from my brothers, who are waiting and not patiently.
"Shane come on!" I heard Nate call from the kitchen.
"We are going to be late Shane!" I hear Jason say loudly. "Plus, Peaches can't wait!"
I hear the Jason's bird, Peaches, chirping. Agh. I can't believe Tess got him that thing. She's so annoying!
"5 minutes" I called getting my clothes, then getting dressed.
I come out in a pair of nice black pants. I have on a white wife beater with a blue button up over top. I have my hair straightened and down like I usually would. I slip on my pair of nice black shoes and slipped my wallet in my pocket and grabbed my signature leather jacket and my aviators.
"Alright let's go, guys!" I said and we made our way to the waiting SUV where our drive and security guard was waiting. We got in and then it started towards the press conference, and for some reason I had a sick, nervous feeling in my stomach. Why I am nervous? This isn't a good sign, I thought, but tried to calm down before we arrived.
The car turned on the street and we rolled down the window seeing tons of screaming girls and fans freaking out. This is worst than ever. Maybe my engagement, me hoping it wasn't something else that just started, this is bad. We wave to our fans until the car stops and our guard leads us to the table through a mob of girls. We sign hats and pictures and magazines for a bit then sit at our table. A large group of paparazzi and newspaper writers were there for their new articles.
We all lift up our hands. The girls go crazy and the other people go quiet, as if it was a sign that only them and us could understand.
"Alright we will start, boys go ahead take questions, but we only have an hour!" A publicist you we have never heard off said and we just nodded.
"Is it true that you are now engaged to Miss Olivia Montez?" I reporter asked
"It is true." I said smiling and pictures flashed, the bright glimmer hurting my eyes. "Um… Next question!" I called
"Is it true that the songs on this new released CD are inspired by break-ups and current relationships like yours and Olivia's?" Another reporter asks Shane worried that all are him so nudges Nate and he answers slowly.
"Well… All the songs have been used with in-put with many of our emotions through good, bad and past relationships. Some of the ideas have been influenced with the Shane and Olivia situation but nothing is about them. Some are from my past relationships, too- like Miley and me… All songs are collaboration of all of our romantic situations." Nate continued and I smile at him and Kevin is next.
"Is the engagement affecting the band in any way?" One asks and we are surprised… And yes, our mouths were open in the exact same expression.
"Definitely not, yeah Liv and I are getting married, but my brothers and the band are too big to give up, as well. So we are working on both at the moment." I said and Kevin continues.
"We are currently balancing time in the studio as some new songs have been written. We balance our time so we all have time off and such. We are taking a few months off after we are done promoting our album that just released to write songs to plan our new upcoming tour, which is soon to be announced and is going to be held later this year." He finishes and the girls go absolutely insane, as this is the first time anyone but us, and Liv, of course, has heard about it and the cameras flash all over the place. The flash destroys my eyes again, so I pop on my aviators, hoping to look cool.
I didn't think this would be bad after all until this one reporter opened her mouth and everything fell in my stomach. This faithful question was bad, really bad, so bad.
"Shane, we know you had been with the now again Mitchie Torres, is it true you ran her out after a tragic break –up and if she came back would there be anything left, and is there any way it is now your responsibility to find her, make it up to her fans." She asked and I paled and my stomach dropped. Why would I need to answer that horrible question?
I look over to see the publicist urging me to answer so I take a deep breath and answer to the best of my knowledge.
"Yeah, Mitchie and I had been in relationship years ago and we did break-up. However I never made her leave town. From what I understand she left and just hasn't come back. I have no romantic feelings left as I am with Liv, as everybody knows. As the responsibility…" I pause was it mine then I answered "I don't think it is really my responsibility, I didn't make her leave, I never would have done that. If the fans want her back they should either try to find her, make her notice she is missed and we will see what happens." I said and I noticed Jason and Nate nodded and I nodded as well and we all said "Fan questions?" And the girls went insane.
The reporter and the fans raised up their hands wildly as our publicist pointed to one perky brunette girl who was jumping up and down. "Alright guys I am here with Allison and she has a question for you guys!" He says and she says it confidently with a large and confident smirk on her face.
"My question is for Shane. If Mitchie was to come back is there a chance that you two would talk, or work on a song once again?" She asked
"Well I would have no idea, actually... Maybe if she came back, then again… Maybe not. Probably not." I said shaking a little.
My publicist again picks another screaming teenage girl, this time, she was blond and she was smiling and jumping up and down. Of course.
"Next one I am here with Mandy, not O'Connell, and your question, Mandy!" The reporter asks.
"Mitchie had influenced all of us, so why did a break-up, causing her to leave all her fans because of you?" The girl said and I went pale once again looking at the publicist seeing I was uncomfortable with the question.
"I don't know. We don't talk and she is the only one that can answer it, I am done on this topic." He stated.
"That's all we have time for but… THANKS!" Our publicist spoke up.
I got up fast and was the first in the SUV, my face against the tinted window, realizing what I had to do: find Mitchie, it was my task, because she is a huge part of the past, I could not answer those questions. But was the break up the reason she left, or was it something else? Now I want to know.
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I am lying in bed wide awake, Liv beside me sleeping when I knew this wasn't right, until I know what actually happened. Maybe something else had happened and I really need to find her and figure it out. I don't know where she has gone, but I'm going to find her. I had less than two months to figure it all out and to think. I had two months to figure this out, and that is exactly what I'm going to do. I'm going to take a little vacation. Here I come, New York City, I decided there since it is the next biggest music spot in the country, then I'll move on from there.
A/N: Yet another chapter. Enjoy and review please. What's happening next?Any Ideas?
~Kim and Lyra