Don't Forget
Ch. 8
AN 1: Well one more chapter to go after this...but, I am working on some new multi-chapter stories, so hopefully those will be uploaded soon. I don't own Demi Lovato's 'Don't Forget', or any of the characters in this story, sadly. But, I do own the story, so there's something. Thank you guys who have read/reviewed and whatnot. And I'm sorry in advance for the shortness; this chapter was a little more of a filler than anything else now that I think about it.
ShowerofCunts: Umm, I've actually never thought about it haha. I suppose if it wasn't for the two endings, then it could. However, they were intended to be two different stories. Thanks for the love by the way, I appreciate it.
Nightingale11: There are so many stories where Shane just makes me want to punch him in the face. Maybe that's why I'm depicting him as a good guy here. I kind of know the author...so I'm pretty sure Alex will make it in time ;) but we'll see.
Mitchie's P.O.V.
Another day, another town. Nothing new, nothing exciting. I was living my dream, for sure, but at what cost? I lost the one person I truly loved along the way. My fingers twitched and I glanced longingly across the room at my purse, where my trusted razor lay. You shouldn't, a voice in my mind whispered. You know what will happen if you go back down that road. I stood and strode towards the large bag quickly. Just one or two good cuts, I told myself as I seized the purse and began searching for the razor.
"Hey, superstar," Shane said, poking his head into my room, causing me to drop my purse quickly and unknowingly preventing me from acting on the nearly overwhelming temptation to cut until my pain disappeared. "You ready for tonight's performance?"
I tried, and failed miserably, to form a smile. "Yeah, of course." I hated making him worry, but I seemed to be doing that a lot lately.
He flashed me an encouraging smile. "Okay, well you're on in five." He disappeared down the hall, and after he left, I let my head drop into my hands. You're okay, I told myself as firmly as I could, before standing and heading to the elevator I would be using shortly to make my stage entrance.
"Okay, guys, you've been a wonderful audience," I shouted later that night. "This is gonna be my last song tonight, but I just wanna say, I love you guys. You've made tonight special." I took a deep breath and picked up my guitar. "This is a song I wrote while on tour, and it's the first time I'm playing it during a concert, so bear with me." The audience laughed, and I slowly began strumming.
Did you forget
That I was even alive
Did you forget
Everything we ever had
Did you forget
Did you forget
About me
Did you regret
Ever standing by my side
Did you forget
What we were feeling inside
Now I'm left to forget
About us
But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
So now I guess
This is where we have to stand
Did you regret
Ever holding my hand
Never again
Please don't forget
Don't forget
We had it all
We were just about to fall
Even more in love
Than we were before
I won't forget
I won't forget
About us
But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
The rock part of the song kicked in, and I knew I was crying in front of thousands of people, but at the moment, I didn't care. My thoughts about Alex walking away were all expressed in this song, and I threw myself deeper into the performance.
Somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
You can't forget it
At all
The song slowed back down, but my tears continued to flow.
And at last
All the pictures have been burned
And all the past
Is just a lesson that we've learned
I won't forget
I won't forget us
But somewhere we went wrong
We were once so strong
Our love is like a song
But you won't sing along
You've forgotten
About us
I wiped my tears quickly, and once again attempted a smile. "Good night everybody, you've been amazing! Thank you so much."
I had just made it to my dressing room when I heard a timid voice behind me. A voice I'd thought I would never hear again.
"Mitchie?"
AN 2: Cliffhanger? Sure, why not. I'm sorry for the shortness of this chapter, and I'm not sure I'm 100% happy with it, but there you go. Look at Shane, unknowingly saving Mitchie from doing something she'd probably regret. What a guy. Anyways, review por favor :)
