Chapter 8
I was hid behind a bush, in the cold, in the sopping wet mud…it was fantastic! Even though I was still in a dress I felt like me again. Ahh the power of mud. 'I can't believe she just took off like that!' what? Why was Nate talking about me. 'she had to go protect her gun!' Jase defended me, good ol' Jase. 'I guess so' he said and then Shane came out of the doors 'what the hell was that in there Jason? I thought I could trust you!' he shouted.
Poor Jase looked like he was shaking so much he could be drilling himself into the ground by the second. 'I didn't do anything!' he tried to sound brave but it came out strangled under Shane's penetrative gaze. Nate was wisely staying out of this. 'you were dancing with Mitchie! Mitchie! Off all the girls you could dance with!' what was so wrong with me? I felt my anger rise and in that anger I moved slightly, going in for the kill, but then I thought better of it.
I saw movement in the bush and saw the light blue material of Mitchie's dress. Oh my god we had to stop this conversation now. Sorry Mitchie. 'Mitch come out' I sighed and I heard her grind her teeth together, I was death literally. I give 75% of my fame fortune to Caitlyn! 'Caitlyn why Caitlyn?' Jase sounding hurt 'I said that out loud? Oh crap don't tell her I said that' I rushed out and Mitchie smiled at me sympathetically. 'Mitchie why were you in the bloody bushes?' Shane snapped at her and she stood firm but her eyes were close to tears, Shane never used that tone with her, never and it probably brought back to many memories. 'I'm leaving' she said her voice sounding weak, broken…and hurt. She turned and went into the forest and I saw her run through the woods at blinding speed.
Shane crumbled to the ground, me and Nate looked shock-stricken-faced at him 'Shane..?'
I knew his pain but I didn't know how to comfort him, snap flash I looked round to see a dark figure running out of the camps entrance, great. 'Shane? Buddy what the matter?' I asked and he looked up his eyes swollen, red and tear stricken 'I can't help but push her away!' he wailed 'I think-I think I l-lo' he stopped and I smiled to myself, he was a wreck and he didn't know what to do with himself.
I knew I shouldn't have come, I knew this would happen I knew that if I let her in and she doesn't show and romantic interest in me I would turn out like THIS! I had silent cried the first couple of week we left in my bed, longing for my best friend. I hadn't called her I had forbidden contact, I think Nate now understands I'm not sure but my note pad was tampered with, I think he read it. That was embarrassing. But I didn't care right now I had to pull myself together, I went to get up but had to lean on the nearest tree for support.
I had seen him like this before, when we first left. He said he was ill and it hurt so much he cried. And on stage he had been grasping the bloody microphone stand for dear life.
I sat on my bed and cried silently, the second time I have cried over Shane. I went to bed with a song in my head and I was determined to sing it.
I woke up refreshed and a lot better, despite the fact that my heart was left back in the tree house. I sighed and got up and wondered if Mitchie was up, his way of showing he cared in jerk mode was to tease her and I was going to do exactly that.
I got up and went straight to my guitar, I played a few chords until I found one that matched…
I was strolling looking for her cabin when I heard the distinctive music that came from only Mitchie's fingers on her guitar. I walked closer and heard her singing…
I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.
I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest swing.
I had a dream.
Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.
I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest tree.
I had a dream.
Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.
I had a dream
I knew she was singing about out little games and how even at 16 I had pushed her on the swing so high she said she felt like she was flying, and I had made them only a dream.
I finished the song and wiped me eyes and sniffled a little bit, Hijos de puta that made it three times.
She was crying? I had made my Mitchie cry…stop calling her your Mitchie, because she isn't she could have been but you wrecked that you little piece of- stop, stop, stop! I know brain! Why do you have to reminding me?
I got up and dresses, Final jam was two days away and I wanted to sing three more songs, both would clear up these feelings of mine (so don't skip them, maybe if you really can't be bothered read the choruses?)
'Mitchie you guys!' Brown announced as I came on stage he had been expectantly persistent that I sing. 'ok guys I have just a little slow song for you, sorry if its not you thing' I said looking directly at Shane and then avoiding his gaze for the rest of the performance. I cleared my throat. And then began playing the piano I'd give it my best shot mierda mi vida…
(you don't have to read all this one, probably easier if you just listen to it… .com/watch?v=ZagcFIF793A
Past it just as it is there)
Doo doo doo
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Doo doo doo
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Doo doo
Ooh
Ooh
When your world trembles and quakes
And your footing suddenly shifts and shakes
Take my hand
We'll hide in the corner
Hide in the corner
Take my hand
We'll hide 'til it's over
'Til it's all over
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
We have choices to make
We have promises that we can't break
There is nothing left to lose
So hold on to me
I'll hold on to you
Take my hand
We'll hide in the corner
Hide in the corner
Take my hand
We'll hide 'til it's over
'Til it's all over
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
Oh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Take my hand
We'll hide in the corner
Hide in the corner
Take my hand
We'll hide 'til it's over
'Til it's all over
Take my hand
We'll hide in the corner
Hide in the corner
Take my hand
We'll hide 'til it's over
'Til it's all over
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la
I finished and meekly looked up from under my eye lashes, 'um that's it' I said and walked off stage
She looked out of breath at lot of the time, but it didn't effect her voice or song I just wish I could he cleared up her breathing like I had done the first time we sang on stage together.
I was singing again tonight and I had just had lunch and was sitting by the lake calving a little snowy owl, Jase was now obsessed with Harry Potter and I wanted to thank him for the dance. 'Mitchie? Can we talk?' I glared at my work 'what is there to say Shane?' I snapped 'I'm sorry' he pleaded 'to late' I stated
I was going to ask it the song was about me but thought better of it, if she was going to be such a bitch about it then…no I loved her more than this, I would try.
'I'll leave you alone then, ninnie' I hoped this would get a reaction. I felt a hug around my waist and turned shocked to see Mitchie tears streaming down her face along with a smile plastered on her angelic face 'ey what the matter?' I can't believe how naturally old Shane came to be…duh the old shane is the really you idiot oy! You know when you're messed up when your own brain calls you an idiot even thought it's the one that holds all of the intelligent dialect and information. oh I have it all you just don't use it!
'you remembered!' I whispered 'your back' I cried into him. I was crying I was so happy!
