"Wh-what
"Wh-what?" Nate stuttered.
"That girl over there," Shane said, still pointing at Mitchie.
"She's...that's...Mitchie. Don't you remember?" Nate asked, the color slowly draining from his face.
"Who? I don't know a Mitchie," Shane said, staring hard at Nate. Nate tried to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. Eventually, he excused himself and walked out the door, dragging Mitchie with him.
The tears were now flowing down Mitchie's face.
"He...doesn't remember me," she moaned as she sat down.
"I know. But don't worry. Everything will be fine," Nate said, as consolingly as possible. "Man," Nate muttered to himself. "I don't know how to deal with this. I wish Jason hadn't had to go on that trip with our manager."
At that moment, the doctor came over to where they were sitting.
"Excuse me, Mr. Nate?" she asked. "Can you please come with me? I'd like to talk to you for a moment."
"Sure," Nate said, rising up. Before he left, he turned to Mitchie. "You'll be alright by yourself for a minute?"
"Yeah." Mitchie nodded.
"Ok," Nate said, then followed after the doctor. Mitchie dryed her eyes and went back into Shane's room.
"H-hello?" she whispered as she walked in. Shane looked up.
"Oh hi!" he said pleasantly. "You're...Nate's friend, right?"
"Sort of," Mitchie replied. "I...well...I was wondering if you're feeling any better?"
"Yeah, I guess," Shane said, smiling. "Thanks for asking. What's your name again?"
"M-mitchie," Mitchie answered, feeling hurt that he couldn't even remember her name.
"Oh yeah. Nice to meet you."
Mitchie lifted half of her face into a smile. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Mitch, I need to tell you what the doctor said," Nate whispered into her ear. "Excuse us," he said to Shane.
"What is it?" Mitchie asked as soon as they were once more in the waiting area.
"The doctor told me that it has definitely been proven that Shane has amnesia. And they aren't sure if it will ever leave him." Mitchie's heart sank. "But," Nate continued. "She also said that we can take him home today. In fact, she just went in there to get him ready to go."
Mitchie smiled and tried to pretend like this information pleased her.
"We need to get Shane back to our house and you back to yours. Can I meet you out out front?" Nate asked.
"Sure," Mitchie said. "I'll get my car."
"No, that's alright. We can drop you off in ours. I'll come back and get your car later. Is that ok?" Mitchie nodded.
Twenty minutes later, Nate pulled up to Mitchie's house. She got out, expecting Nate to walk her in. But to her surprise, Shane got out of the car.
"I'll walk you in," he said. For one moment, Mitchie believed he actually remembered her. But the next thing he said crushed her hopes.
"Nate told me you used to be my girlfriend," he said, staring at the ground as they walked up the sidewalk to her driveway.
"Am your girlfriend," she muttered. Shane didn't pay attention to her comment, but stopped her and made her look into his eyes.
"And I wanted to know," he continued. "Why do you like me?"
Mitchie couldn't answer. She was too heartbroken. She didn't like him, she loved him.
"That's what I thought," Shane said. "You're all just the same! You like me because you want to me with me 'cause i'm a rock star. So what is it? Do you want a kiss in front of a camera so you can become a movie star or something?!"
Mitchie exploded.
"Shane, darn you! How could you say that?! I love you! You mean more to me than air! And you used to love me! You proposed to me! You said you loved me! But now I know better than to trust you!"
Mitchie glared at him for one second; her heart beating rapidly, and then she ran up her driveway and into her house; slamming the door behind her.
And that's the end.
JUST KIDDING! I'll update soon and all that jazz. REVIEWS!!
