This chapter has a lot edited to make the whole chapter longer and to mention something that will be important in the future.

Anyway, I will be writing from two person perspectives, so you all will get different angles of the story… Oh and just to credit: JoeJonasBiggestFan was the one who prompted me to write this chapter the other time!

New characters:
Connie – Mitchie's mum
Carlisle – Mitchie's dad

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters here – Camp Rock, Twilight, and Vampire Academy.
This is a work of friction. Any resemblance to people dead or alive is purely coincidental.

*Special thanks to my beta reader: HappyBubbleLove*


Chapter 8 – Life in Hell

(Mitchie's POV)

The room seemed to freeze up the second the mugs hit the ground. I look at Shane and Alice's kiss, Shane looked at me, and Alice just seemed very smug. And the next second, I bolted out of the door.

'Mitchie!' Shane yelled as he chased after me.
I tried to run, but my legs were numb, and before I could go into the lift, Shane grab my arm and pull me back.

'Let me go!' I screamed, shaking him off wildly.

'Mitchie, please, calm down and listen to me. This really isn't what you think it is!' Shane pleaded, trying to hold me down. I stop moving all of a sudden, and stare up at him. My look at that time must have been really scary, because Shane instantly let go of my arm.

'You know what hurts the most now? It is your promise that you would never hurt me before you ripped off my heart into pieces!' I hissed, agitated, before turning to the lift. The last thing I remembered before the lift door closes was the pained look on Shane's face.

_ . _ . _ . _ . _ _ . _ . _ . _ . _

I cried.

I cried harder.

And I didn't know how long I have cried, or how long I have sat on the park's bench.

My surrounding was a blur, my whole body was numb.

And my heart hurt. It hurt so much that I couldn't even breathe properly anymore. I had to use my inhaler once, because I felt as if I was dying. No, I actually don't mind dying. This pain was worse than dying. Much worse.

But eventually, I 'woke up' from the pain, and my surrounding became clear again. It was twilight now; I must have sat here for the whole afternoon.

Then where should I go now? Not Connect 3's apartment obviously, and I couldn't go back to the apartment that Caitlyn and I shared as well. Yes, maybe I should go back home, to my parents' house.

(No one's POV)

Mitchie set off, walking 5 blocks before reaching her parents' house. She knock gently on the door, her weak, shivering frame standing outside the door, tears rolling down her eyes once more.

Connie open the door and is shocked to see her daughter in this sad state. But she did not say anything, just embracing Mitchie and slowly leading her in. Carlisle soon join them, and pat Mitchie on her back, calming her down.

Mitchie soon fell asleep lying on Connie's lap while they sat at the sofa, with Carlisle singing a lullaby. Connie and Carlisle did not dare to move her anywhere, afraid that she may wake up, so they left her sleeping on the sofa, with a blanket covering her.

Yes, they are pretty sure that Mitchie didn't want to talk now, so they left her, going back to their room.

Mitchie slept for around 2 hours, before waking up from a nightmare. 'Please, stop showing me the kiss' she whispered to the dark living room, covering her eyes with the back of her palms.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the living door, and Mitchie sat up in surprise. She went to the peekhole to look, and was shocked to see Dylan standing outside. She opens the door slightly, and look at Dylan and his surrounding with caution.

'No, I did not bring any of the boys here, or Caitlyn. So let me in' Dylan seemed to be able to read her mind, answering her silent question.

'How did you know where I live then?'

'I have a lot of connections out there, Mitchie. Now let me in' Dylan commanded, with a hint of annoyance. Mitchie slowly open the door, and turn on the lights of the living room, leading Dylan to the sofa.

'You want a drink?' she asked wearily.

'No, please take a seat; I have something to say to you.' Mitchie sat down obediently, looking at the floor. 'So you knew about it already?' She asked softly.

'Yes. It is the first thing Nate calls me about, because he thinks Shane might not be able to attend the meeting tomorrow.' Dylan answered calmly.

'I am sorry. I just, don't wish to see him now. Or do anything'

'Mitchie, please do remember that your girlfriend status is already very fragile from the start. I know I shouldn't be saying these things to you now, but trust me; you will lose him soon if you continue on like this. You should know that I am not very happy about both of you dating already' Dylan looked at her pointedly, while all Mitchie could do was to stare back at him.

'I have made my point already. Goodbye, Mitchie.' Dylan stood up and left, while Mitchie just sat on the couch, unable to move.

(Mitchie's POV)

I was frozen. Frozen by Dylan's words.

'You will lose him like this'

'Please stop it; I don't want to think anymore' I mumbled, messing my hair in frustration. I look back at the door that Dylan had just left through, and felt my heart crumpling up again.

I needed to stop thinking, and decided to look at my phone for distraction. I shut it off when I reached the park; it has 55 missed calls and 10 voicemails now.

I listened to the first voicemail – Mitchie, love, I am sorry, but please, please tell me where you are. I can't do anything without knowing that you are safe. Please Mitchie, at least listen to my explanation. It really wasn't what you think. Mitchie, where are you?

It was Shane. And his voice left me all tears again. Damn, who knew a girl has so much tears?

I listen to the second voicemail, hoping it could distract me from all the crying – Mitch? This is Caitlyn. I know what happened already, and trust me on this Mitch, I am very sure this is Alice's doing. She is evil, you know that don't you? Mitch, please come back. Shane is basically broken now. He can't sleep, eat or do anything. Please come back, Mitch.

The third voicemail is from Jason, and it was the last one that I hear – Mitchie? Jason here. I saw what happen this afternoon, and it was definitely not Shane who kiss Alice. It was Alice, she suddenly fell and all of a sudden they are kissing. But it was not Shane, Mitchie, really. Please come back, Mitchie!

Yes, I knew it was Alice's doing, probably it was all her. But Shane is involved too, now. What am I exactly supposed to do? I need to heal my broken heart first before I could think logically. And by the looks of it, it is beyond my means to heal it.

Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! :D