Sins.
Chapter 7: Unneeded lies and unnecessary hurt.
Nate wandered around the pool subconsciously, Mitchie's words spinning around his mind. He couldn't argue with what she had told him. He already regretted not telling Caitlyn how he felt, he regretted yelling at her, he regretted not kissing her, he regretted that because of his own fears he would never get the chance to hold her in his arms, to gain the closeness he so truly desired. Nate ran a hand frenziedly through his thick, curl bound hair, screaming mentally for his feet to move, to take him to Caitlyn's room. But he couldn't, fear solidly clenching onto his heart as he thought of every possible sentence that Caitlyn could use to reject him. Nate let out a loud groan, his mind pumping wildly through every emotion he felt, too scared to move but completely terrified that Caitlyn would never know how he felt.
"H-have you seen, Mitchie?" Nate spun around, his eyes fixating upon a very nervous Caitlyn that stood in front of him, she was wrapped in a bikini top and a denim skirt, her eyes studying everything but him. Nate let a minute sideward smile appear on his face, this was fate, it had to be.
"You look nice, Caity." Nate said quietly, hoping she would look up at him, hoping she would let him see those sensational eyes, but she didn't.
"Not too slutty for you then?" Caitlyn hissed, Nate flinching at her words.
"Caitlyn, you're not a slut." Nate exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. "I was just angry, that's all. I'm so sorry for what I said to you." Nate sighed, as Caitlyn remained silent, mentally scolding her heart for beating so ferociously.
"You shouted at me." Caitlyn whispered after a moment's silence, her eyes looking off into the distance.
"Yeah, I know." Nate replied sheepishly. He knew that this was it, the opportunity he needed, the opportunity to explain himself and to tell her everything. He took a shuddering breath to prepare himself, his hands suddenly starting to shake as he rammed them into his pockets, trying to focus on the words. "...Do you, do you want to know why I was so angry?" Nate questioned, receiving a nod from Caitlyn. "Look at me." He added, Caitlyn merely moved her head, her eyes still examining something that wasn't Nate. "Caity, please." Caitlyn felt her heart drop as his disheartened voice used her pet name, begging her to make eye contact, so reluctantly, she did. He let another small smile grace his lips.
"I-erm-" Nate started, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"...I'm waiting." Caitlyn replied, exasperated, she didn't want to be rude but she felt it was necessary, she hated being yelled out, and especially by people she loved. She sighed, as Nate did nothing but stammer, so she turned away.
"No." Nate exclaimed, grabbing her wrist and pulling her round to face him. "I wasn't angry at you, I was just angry that the whole thing had happened. Do you know how hard it was for me to watch those guys drooling all over you? I just got so infuriated; I wanted to beat the crap out of all of them! I guess..." He paused for breath, looking down at the ground as he gathered his words. "I guess I took it out on you because I couldn't believe that you would degrade yourself like that. You deserve so much more than men asking you 'to take your top off'. You're not just something to be stared at Caity, you're special." Nate concluded, making sure to look up at Caitlyn for the last two words of his speech. Caitlyn cleared her throat, blinking a few times before she opened her mouth to speak, gulping back the speechless stupor Nate had forced upon her.
"W-what are you saying, Nate?" She finally managed to choke out, her breaths short and sharp as she watched Nate take a step forward, reaching for her hand, which she allowed him to take.
"I'm saying.... I'm saying." He groaned a little. "That I'm...ergh...this is tough." He paused once more, looking deep into her eyes before concluding. "I'm in love with you." Caitlyn let a smile rip across her features as she bathed in Nate's words, the glory of devotion basking against her skin and warming her more than the radiant sun ever could. "-erm...It would be great if you could, maybe,say something back now..?" Nate's voice cut in, pulling her away from her moment of total immersion in bliss.
"Oh." Caitlyn laughed. "I love you too." She said softly, allowing Nate to pull her into his arms and bury his face into her neck, a sigh of relief deflating from him.
Mitchie Torres opened her eyes wearily as she arched out her back, her mind whirling as she tried to figure out whose room she was in. Shane's. Why was she in Shane's room? Mitchie suppressed a gasp as the activities of the hours before returned to her memory. She turned her head slightly and sure enough, there he was, fast asleep and laying next to her. His bottom half covered loosely by a sheet, his torso naked and exposed. Mitchie bit her lip as she thought back to their passionate meeting, she lifted herself up a little, pulling the sheet up over her chest, her eyes surveying the room around her. Clothes were strewn across the floor and a painting was hanging precariously off of the wall, a splintered piece of wood protruding from it.
She lay back, a deep breath pushing out from her lips. She hadn't exactly managed to say what she had wanted to last night, but still, something magical and utterly unexpected had happened. Her and Shane, together. Mitchie shook her head as she fought back a beaming smile, she still couldn't believe that that had actually happened. Mitchie clenched her jaw nervously as Shane began to move, one of his eyes opening, looking over at Mitchie.
"Hey." Mitchie greeted, sliding back down into bed and rolling onto her side so that the pair were mere inches apart.
"Hey." Shane replied, his mind shouting and cursing at him. Lust. He had lusted. But still Shane couldn't help but smile at Mitchie's beautiful features, it couldn't have been a plan could it? Shane searched through his mind for any type of answer, he knew he had to find out, he needed to know that her actions had been solely because of her feelings. Shane let his mind wander back to the night Mitchie had manipulated him into drinking, using one simple plan in hope that he would succumb to three different sins...three! Shane bit his lip, this could have been deeper than he first thought. His mind began to assess the situation, his thoughts twisting and turning, landing him in dangerous territories as he forced together bits of the puzzle. She could play on their new found connection, knowing that he had feelings for her and she could easily get him to surrender to envy. Shane clenched his fists as he realized the plan would fit so easy with the new scheming Mitchie that had been born as a result of this competition.
But, Shane couldn't get himself to fully believe the lines he fed himself, everything had been too perfect, her passion, her emotion, her......it just all seemed so real.
"That was...." Mitchie drowned herself out, leaning forward and placing a kiss upon Shane's lips, her hand moving onto his chest.
Shane felt himself want to grab her, hold her, touch her, but he knew this could be part of her game. It would be cruel, but it could be. He kissed her back for the time-being, trying to detach himself from her sensational lips, trying to think of something to do, something to get her to spill the truth, but it was tough as Mitchie moved her hand further down south.
"You want it again? That's a little greedy wouldn't you say?" Shane finally said with a smirk, causing Mitchie to pull away completely, furrowing her eyebrows. Shane couldn't help but feel the guilt course through him, if it had been real that would have hurt, but he needed to know, he needed to find out.
"What did you just say?" She questioned, her heart rate increasing as her mind searched through every possible meaning behind his statement.
"Greed. That was greedy. You know, greed...the deadly sin?" Shane spelled out for her, not noticing Mitchie stiffen, her body paralysed.
Was this all part of the game to him? Mitchie sat up, her heart ripping into two as Shane continued to talk about her succumbing to greed. Was that his plan? Get her into bed then make her come for more? Mitchie felt sick. She sat up, clutching the sheet tightly to her chest as she cut him off, saying the only thing she could think of.
"I suppose so." Mitchie said timidly. "Good plan." She added, needing to know, she needed to know, was it really all a plan?
"Well, it was just as good as yours." Shane probed, he had to know if she had planned this. Mitchie felt her heart drop...
"Oh, right yeah, lust. I thought that would be any easy one." Mitchie said before she could stop herself, she would not be humiliated by the scum that was Shane Gray, even if that ment denying the ecstatic rapture she had felt when they were together. "But- but...Wouldn't it have been easier too not succumb to the lust, you'd be in the same place you are now?" Mitchie said abruptly, the thought entering her head suddenly, maybe it wasn't a plan, maybe he had been joking.
So it had been a plan. Shane mentally kicked himself, how could he have fallen for something like that? He wouldn't let her make a fool out of him...
"Yeah, well, I'd been drinking." He said without a second thought. "I knew if I went all the way with you, then you wouldn't be able to resist begging for more." Shane replied.
What the hell are you saying? Shane shouted in his mind, a cringe splattering his face as the words left his mouth.
"Drinking." Mitchie said under her breath, pain flickering across her face. How could she have been so stupid? How could she have let herself believe that Shane would ever like her in that way, she shifted away from Shane subconsciously, her stomach filling with the urge to be sick as she turned her head to the opposite wall, hiding the tears that built up in her eyes.
"I should get dressed and then get back to my room." Mitchie whispered instead through her clenched teeth, her voice hoarse as her throat began to constrict.
"Yeah, you should." Shane replied, unable to hold back all of the bitterness.
"Ok." Mitchie whispered sensing a sudden feeling of loathing. She quickly gathered her clothes in her arms and disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Shane sat back upon the bed, bringing his hands up to his face as he felt a sudden feeling of emptiness engulf him. How could she do that to him? Just to win a bet. Shane cursed loudly as he tangled his hands in his hair, remembering hours before when Mitchie's hands at been the ones tangled in his locks. He cursed again before pulling on his clothes and storming out of the hotel room, making sure to slam the door loudly as he went.
Mitchie Torres marched through the corridors of the hotel, her feet ramming loudly against the tiles, her fists clenched in complete fury, she could feel her nails piercing the skin of her palm but she didn't care, her body was numb to pain right now, well, physical pain anyway. Mitchie could feel the hot tears rolling down her face, showing no signs of stopping or even reducing, she had never felt so humiliated or used. She pushed her key unfavorably into the lock and ripped open her hotel door, her body freezing as her eyes fell upon Nate and Caitlyn who were lying on the bed, arms around each other and their lips locked.
"Mitchie." Caitlyn yelped as the pair broke apart, both sitting up. "Mitch, what's wrong?" Caitlyn suddenly exclaimed, noticing the tears of heartbreak that traced her friend's cheeks.
"N-nothing." Mitchie said, wiping away the tears furiously. "I- can't believe this, are you guys together?" Mitchie questioned, wanting nothing more than to take the attention off of herself. The pair remained silent, both pair of eyes upon her, concern flowing from them. "That's so great, I'm so happy for you guys." Mitchie said after a moment's silence, managing a small smile, she truly was happy for her friend but the pain she was feeling didn't allow her to express her feelings to the full extent.
"Mitch?" Caitlyn said slowly as she got up from the bed and took a step towards her, Mitchie mirroring this by taking a step back.
"I'm fine, really, I don't want to interrupt, I'll be downstairs." Mitchie said as she took another step back.
"No, Mitch. I'm not an idiot, Nate won't mind giving us some time.... would you, Nate?" Caitlyn said, turning to Nate for consensus.
"Of course not." Nate exclaimed as he jumped off of the bed and wandered towards the door. "Besides, I have a lot to thank Mitchie for." He said with a smile as he came level with Mitchie, enveloping her in his arms, she couldn't help but let the tears fall again at Nate's kind words, her body quivering as he tried to comfort her. "If you need anything, anything at all, give me a call." Nate whispered to her, kissing her lightly on the cheek before he left, leaving the two girls in silence despite Mitchie's ragged breaths.
"Come on, tell me what's wrong." Caitlyn said tenderly, grabbing Mitchies hand and leading her to the bed so the pair could seat. Her mind blocking out all thoughts of Nate and the new found devotion she had for him after seeing the way he treated her best friend.
"S-Shane." Mitchie whispered as Caitlyn wrapped her arms around her convulsing friend. "We- we had sex, Caitlyn." She finally spat out, her eyes looking up at Caitlyn's guiltily.
"Oh my gosh!" Caitlyn replied, her eyes widening, but she quickly realized Mitchie didn't need a preacher right now, she needed a friend that wouldn't focus on the sex. "Why are you crying then, I thought you wanted Shane?" She said instead.
"In the morning- he said..." Mitchie stopped as a fresh wave of tears poured through her and new found anger coursed through her veins, her heart beating with the agony that clawed through it.
"What did he say, sweetie?" Caitlyn asked softly, her hand moving comfortingly through her hair.
"That- that.... he only kissed me because he was drunk and he only slept with me because he knew I would want him again after and that would be......be greed." Mitchie said through her tears, Caitlyn's jaw clenching in anger as she translated the sobbing words.
"That bastard!" She screamed, jumping up from the bed. "I'm going to kill him! I can't even believe he said that! Do you have any idea what I'm going to do to him? I don't see any kids in his future!" Caitlyn barked as she paced the hotel room, Mitchie's eyes falling her. "What did you say to him?" Caitlyn blurted out, stopping in front of Mitchie.
"I-I told him that I'd planned to come over and get him to lust." Mitchie replied, Caitlyn breaking into a smile. "I don't know why, I just...I didn't want to be completely humilated..."
"Brilliant, that's good, Mitch! At least the jerk doesn't know you like him!" Caitlyn said, allowing Mitchie to see the bright side to her quick thinking.
"I don't know what to do Cait, I can't look at him. The thought of him makes me sick! But...but I still...."
"Don't even say it!" Caitlyn cut in, holding up her hand to stop her. "You are going to win this competition, that's what you are going to do! And you are going to get him to do the most horrible, grueling, humiliating thing that you...well I can think of!" Caitlyn fumed.
"I don't think I can."
"Yes you can! How many are left?" Caitlyn asked, her mind whirling.
"Erm, one...envy." Mitchie groaned. "How can I make him envious? He doesn't even like me!"
"Maybe we can. If he is so smug he knew you would come back for more maybe he'll be someone who gets jealous when people lose attraction towards him." Caitlyn recited, a sideward smile appearing on her lips as she realized this could work. "If you act like you're into someone else he'll be jealous because you got over him so quickly..."
"Cait, I'm not sure." Mitchie whispered her voice wavering.
"Isn't worth a shot though?" Caitlyn questioned. Mitchie hesitated for a second, the fresh pain still pouring through her.
"Do you know what?" She declared leaping up from the bed. "It is worth a shot. I am going to win this and I'm going to utterly humiliate him! I'm gonna make him pay!" Mitchie hissed, her eyes showing the determination that bubbled inside of her. "I'm not going to cry over him, I'm not going to down myself in my own sorrows!" She concluded rubbing the tears from her eyes, a smile appearing on her face, Caitlyn mimicking her actions. "I'm going to win this."
A/N: Hmmm, so lot's of drama for Smitchie, I kind of want to apologise for this chapter, I don't think it's that great, sorry....don't hurt me!
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