A/N- I figured it was time for a little drama...they've been too happy. Don't hate me. Thanks to those who have been reading and reviewing...it makes me so happy when you let me know what you think. Also, special thanks goes out to aznsmartalec for letting me know about my little document mess up from last chapter. Peace Out
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Chapter 8- The Leaving Song
I sighed as I heard the phone ring again. I felt Mitchie squeeze my hand lightly as I stared out the window.
"Hey mom it's me….Mikayla….Mikayla Gomez….your daughter" I said into the phone seeing Mitchie glance at me curiously and then giggling softly when I made a hand motion indicating that she was drinking. "I was just calling to remind you that my flight gets in at seven…so…see you then I guess….yep….love you too…bye" I finished hitting the end button on my iphone and looking over at Mitchie.
"Was your mom drunk?" She asked with a little laugh that made my stomach do a flip-flop.
"No, I got her voicemail" I said with a laugh as I saw Mitchie's jaw drop open as she reached her hand over to slap my shoulder.
"You're such a dork" She replied with a laugh as we pulled up in front of the airport. I glanced out the window letting out a groan of frustration when I saw all the paparazzi that were waiting outside.
"Great…how did they even know?" I asked with a sigh as I reached into my oversized purse to pull out my sunglasses. I glanced over to see Mitchie doing the same. I smiled at her when she finally got her aviators on and glanced up at me. She grinned before leaning forward and running her lips over mine lightly.
"Since we can't kiss out there" She whispered as she pulled back to see the curious look that had spread over my face. I nodded my head lightly before reaching my hand up and pushing her bangs behind her ear.
"I love you" I whispered as I leaned down and captured her lips between mine putting all my feelings into that one kiss. I heard her moan quietly as she laced her arms around my waist and pulled me closer slipping her tongue past my lips. I tightened my grip on her slightly and ran my tongue lightly against her before I pulled away from her lips so things didn't get too carried away before finally opening my eyes to stare into hers.
"Love you too" She replied staring into my eyes for a few more seconds and then she pulled away from my embrace and put her hand to door handle. I nodded my head at her before grabbing my purse and pushing my door open with a sigh. I had just enough time to wait for Mitchie to walk around the car and slip her arm around mine before the paparazzi took notice and started flashing their cameras in our direction and screaming questions at us. I lowered my head and stared at my feet as I pulled Mitchie through the crowd ignoring all their questions.
"Mikayla, what happened to your shoulder?" I heard one of them scream and winced slightly as I realized I was wearing a tank top so you could clearly see the bruise on my exposed shoulder. Great…by the end of the night I'll be getting calls from child protective services.
"Mitchie, is it true you're dating Shane Grey?" I heard another scream as I felt a shot of jealousy course through me. I felt Mitchie tighten her grip on my arm slightly as she just kept her head down as well.
"Mikayla, is it true you're pregnant by Nate Grey?" I heard one more scream as we finally made it through the doors of the airport and security stepped in front of them blocking their entrance. Well that's a new one…where the hell did that come from?
"Yeah Miki…is it true?" I heard Mitchie ask with a laugh as she leaned her head against my shoulder. I felt a laugh bubble up in my throat as I thought about all the crazy rumors that people come up with.
"Of course it's true…I'm having twins…didn't you know?" I replied hearing her giggle against my shoulder. I glanced back over my shoulder to see the driver pulling my suitcase through the crowd of paparazzi that were now outside the windows still taking pictures of Mitchie and me. I sighed loudly before pulling my sunglasses off and sitting down in one of the chairs feeling Mitchie do the same beside me.
"I forgot what it was like to have every second of your life being documented" I heard Mitchie say beside me as she watched the paparazzi through the window. "I guess we have to be a lot more careful now huh?" She finished as she looked over at me to see me nodding even though I wish she wouldn't care about what they thought.
"I guess…or we could just tell everyone and get it over with" I answered with a smirk that quickly slipped off my face at the look Mitchie pinned me with when I said that. I heard her sigh loudly as she moved her gaze from mine to stare down at her hands in her lap.
"You know we can't…it would ruin our careers" She replied making me sigh in frustration before nodding my head in defeat. "I wish things were different…but their not" She finished as she finally brought her gaze up to mine before smiling sadly as my flight was announced over the loud speaker.
"That's me" I said as I stood up and gulped past the lump that had suddenly formed in my throat. I watched Mitchie fiddle with her hands for a second before standing and finally bringing her eyes up to meet mine. I felt a pain shoot through my chest as I saw the unshed tears swimming in her eyes. I felt my own eyes tear up as I reached out and wrapped my arms around her. She stayed still for a moment before finally wrapping her arms around my waist and gripping my shirt into her hands holding on for dear life.
"I'm gonna miss you so much" I whispered into her ear hearing a cry rip from her throat as she tightened her grip and buried her face in my shoulder. I felt my chest constrict from the sound as I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
"I'll miss you more" She whispered before pulling back and mouthed the words "I love you" so that only I could see. I reached up and wiped her tears away with my fingers not caring what it may look like to passerby's before replying.
"I love you too" I whispered as leaned my forehead up against hers lightly before taking a step back. I felt her fingers start to slip from mine as she took another step away from me as I tightened my grip not wanting her to go. I felt a few tears slide down my cheeks and my chest constrict tightly as her fingers finally slipped through mine and I watched her back away from me.
"Bye" She whispered as more tears rolled down her face before she turned away from me and walked away. I brought my hand up to my chest to clutch at my shirt right above my heart where a tight pain had settled in before I whispered my own goodbye as I watched her form walk out the door of the airport.
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I groaned as I heard the familiar ring tone of my phone blare through the darkness pulling me from my restless slumber. I groped blindly around me trying to find the thing in the mess of covers. I felt the bus jostle lightly before I heard a thump and the ringing stopped indicating that my phone was now on the floor somewhere. I let out a sigh of frustration as I leaned over to click the overhead light on before crawling to the edge of the bed and plucking my phone off the floor. I glanced down at the small screen as it lit up feeling my heart jump lightly in my chest as I read it.
"One missed call: Mitchie" I read to myself as a smile slipped onto my face. It had been two months since we said goodbye in the airport and I was definitely in Mitchie withdrawals. I found myself snapping at people for no reason and wanting to be alone most of the time. The only time I was truly happy was when I was on stage or talking to Mitchie on one of the many too short phone calls that I received from her.
I looked down at the clock on my phone that told me it was just past 3 am before hitting the call back button and putting the phone up to my ear. It only rang once before the line clicked and I heard the most wonderful sound in the world.
"Hey you" I heard Mitchie say groggily as I felt a smile slip onto my face at just the sound of her voice.
"Hey" I said back before leaning back onto my pillows and making myself comfortable as the bus jostled me again.
"Where are you?" She asked as I heard her move around through the phone obviously trying to get comfortable herself.
"I have no idea…on the bus somewhere between Orlando and Charlotte" I answered with a laugh as I realized I really never had any idea where I was when we were on the bus. I heard her giggle lightly into the phone making my stomach do a little flip.
"You always were horrible at geography" She replied still giggling as a fake pout made it's way onto my face even though she couldn't see it.
"I resent that…I happen to know that I was definitely in Orlando when I bought a magazine that told all about how you fell in love with Shane Grey on the set of Camp Rock 2" I answered back with a little edge of jealousy lacing into my voice. It's not that I was jealous because it was true, more like I was jealous because I wish that we could tell people that we were together.
"You know it's just for publicity Miki" I heard her reply with a long drawn out sigh.
"Well…it would still be publicity if people knew the truth" I answered back wishing she would understand how bad it hurt me to have to read those stories and hear those rumors day in and day out.
"Yes…just not the good kind" She replied sarcastically with a groan. "Can we not fight about this again" She finished referring to the fact that we had had this same talk many times over the past two months.
"Okay fine…so we don't tell everyone…I still don't see what's so bad about telling our family and friends at least." I replied with a frustrated sigh as I ran my hand through my tangled hair and clenched my eyes shut.
"I…what if they don't accept us? I don't think…I'm just not ready for that…it's too hard" I heard her stutter out her reply saying the same thing that she always said when the subject was brought up.
"Nobody ever said it would be easy Mitchie" I half yelled as I felt my anger starting to build as the hole that had been in my chest for the past two months started to flare up with pain again.
"Why can't you just understand for once…God…you're so frustrating" I heard her yell back as I pulled the phone away from my ear at her outburst. I felt the anger boil to the surface and I felt words tumbling from my mouth before I even thought about them.
"Well if it's so hard and frustrating to be with me then maybe we shouldn't be together" I yelled out feeling all my frustration and anger that had been building slip out of me as I realized what I had said. "Mitch…Mitchie I didn't mean that baby" I finished slapping myself on the forehead roughly as I heard silence descend over her end of the phone.
"No…I think you got your point across" I heard her whisper as the line went dead and I pulled the phone back to stare at it in disbelief. What just happened? My head screamed at me as quickly hit the redial button on my phone. I could feel my heart beating against the hole in my chest that was now practically throbbing in pain. I heard the phone ring a few times before it finally clicked over to her voicemail.
"Damnit" I screamed as I felt a growl rip through my chest and I threw my phone at the wall in frustration before burying my face in my pillow and punching it a few times.
"Mikayla…are you okay in there?" I heard my mom ask through the door after she knocked a few times getting no response from me. I pulled my head out of my pillow and wiped angrily at the tears that were now pouring from my eyes.
"I'm fine mom" I answered roughly, as I brought my hand up to clutch at my chest again. "Just broken" I whispered to myself as more tears found their way onto my face before burying my face in my pillow once more.
