Author's Note: Oh my freaking geez! I love you guys so much! 22 reviews for the last chapter! God, if I got that many reviews for every chapter I posted I'd be updating a lot more! Thank you SO much for that outstanding amount of reviews. I swear, I've never had so many before. :) I don't own CR. Without further ado, Chapter 9!
Chapter 9 "Wake Up Soon"
I smiled happily as Mitchie was laughing so hard. I continued to tickle her. "S-S-S-Shay!" She laughed. Shay? I pulled back my hands momentarily and questioned he. "Shay?" I asked curiously. She thought about it for a bit before answering. She grinned at me.
"Sure. I think it shall be your new nickname but only I can call you that, okay?" She winked at me. I smiled and nodded at her. I was taken aback. She had given me a new nickname. It was quite original too. Shay. I liked the sound of that. What makes my nickname more special is, only Mitchie can call me that. I quickly resumed tickling her before she thought she could get away. She started to laugh again. After another couple minutes, she had managed to push me with her foot. I looked underneath me where she lay. She was under me, I grinned goofily. Argh, Shane, now is not the time for dirty thoughts.
"Boys! We're home!" yelled Mom. Shit. We looked at each other and burst out laughing again. Mitchie is so much fun to be around. She really makes me happy. "Uh...ahem?" Mom coughed. Mitchie and I looked up to see Mom and Dad. Crap. I quickly got off of Mitchie and fixed my disheveled hair and clothes. Mitchie did the same. I happily greeted my parents trying not to seem too embarrassed at the awkward situation. Mitchie stood up to greet them as well.
"Hi Denise! I hope you don't mind that I stopped by." She said to Mom sheepishly. Mom gave her a sweet hug and said she didn't mind at all as long as we didn't break anything. I laughed along with Mitchie. She turned to my dad not knowing how to greet him. "Oh, Mitchie dear, this is my hubby, Paul." introduced Mom while giving him a peck on the cheek. I groaned in embarrassment. Ugh. I hate it when my parents show too much PDAs. Mitchie greeted him and seemed a little fazed. Dad had given her a hug as well. I chuckled.
Mitchie asked about her mom. Mom said they had dropped her off at the house then excused herself to prepare dinner. Dad gave me a wink of approval. He liked Mitchie. Ugh, now he thinks Mitchie's my girlfriend. I wished she was. My dad skipped away following Mom. "Aww. I love your parents, Shane!" gushed Mitchie. I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, but they act all mushy and lovey-dovey and stuff. It's just so....ugh." I shuddered thinking about a time Nate and I had caught them making out under mistletoe thinking we were asleep.
"True, but I still think it's cute. I mean, after so many years of marriage, it's obvious they're still in love." She said. I gazed at her. She was so thoughtful and deep. "I-I really hope that someday I'll find someone who will love me as much as your father loves your mom." I grinned at her.
"I hope I'll be that someone for you." I thought out loud.
"What?" She asked. I felt my cheeks redden a tiny bit. I covered up my words quickly.
"Me too, Mitch. I want to find a girl like that too." I said clearly. I really hoped to find a love like that. Hopefully with Mitchie. She looked up at me with those beautiful dazzling eyes of hers. I swear if she gave me a puppy look I'd do absolutely anything for her. I felt myself leaning in. Shit, no! I'm going to ruin this awesome friendship I have with her. I carefully observed the features of her face. She had some freckles just over the bridge of her nose. God, she looked amazing even if she only wore a sweater and jeans. I wanted to kiss her so bad but I knew it would be way off line if I did. Luckily, her phone rang loudly. I sighed slightly disappointed I didn't get to taste her sweet lips but I was relieved because I didn't want for her to feel guilty about her boyfriend again.
She walked away for some privacy. I fell to the couch wondering how far we would have gone if her phone hadn't rang. Soon I got up to check on her, she looked a bit annoyed at the moment. I looked at her worried. She caught me looking and sent me a thumbs up indicating she's fine. I smiled and walked away to give her privacy.
A couple minutes later I hear her footsteps run along the floor as if she were in a hurry. And soon, she was out the door. Why would she leave? I felt hurt she would just run out like that without giving a proper goodbye. I ran out after her and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Home. I have to settle some things! Sorry Shane! I'll text you later." She replied. She seemed irritated and annoyed, did I do something wrong? Mitchie pulled out of my driveway and drove off. My heart dropped as I realized that today would be another day I wouldn't tell her how I feel. I walked back into the house looking pissed. "What's wrong, honey? Where's Mitch?" asked Mom worriedly.
"Oh, she went home. Said she had to settle some things or something." I replied monotone. Settle some things at home? Was there something wrong? Nah, Connie take good care if Mitch. Maybe Mitchie was helping her mom cater some party. Yeah that's it, she's catering a party. I sat on the couch staring at my phone waiting for her text. Odd, she would have texted by now. I shrugged, maybe she's busy.
I decided to watch some TV so I searched for the remote, instead I found Mitchie's jacket? She left it here. I'll return it now. If I give her jacket back, I get to see Mitchie. I smiled. Great plan. Wow, I'm such a loser. Slyly planning ways how to inconspicuously meet up with Mitchie? I groaned. She's turned me into a desperate lovesick man. Great. I sighed and headed towards my car with her jacket in my hand. It stopped raining, it was a bright beautiful day. I pulled up at her house and noticed an unfamiliar car parked in her driveway next to her car. I grabbed the jacket from the backseat and got out of my car.
I happily whistled as I walked towards Mitchie's house. My whistling stopped the moment I heard barking. Suddenly, the barking stopped. "Lucky!" I heard Mitchie's voice cry. Fuck. Mitchie!
"Mitchie." I breathed. I ran for the door completely in panic. I opened the door and nearly fainted. I had to stay strong for her. "Mitchie?" I asked. She was lying crippledon the floor clutching her shin with her dear life. I could see the bruises forming. She was coughing up blood. "Shane?" She whispered.
"Mitchie!" I yelled. I would have run to her but some guy was blocking my way. He let out a sinister chuckle. "Who the fuck are you?" I asked.
"So you're Shane." He grinned. I gulped. Who was this bastard? "The name's Darren. Darren Weller. BOYFRIEND of Mitchie Torres. Ring any bells?" He slurred his words. I shot him a dark glare. So he's Mitchie's boyfriend. A drunk boyfriend. "What the hell did you do?" I whispered.
"Oh nothing. Just teaching my girl a lesson. She should never see any other guy without my consent. You know, just laying down the relationship rules. Don't want to have my slut of a girlfriend running around screwing guys like you when she's with me." He said as if everything were completely fine. "Although, I think I should be teaching you a lesson as well. You shouldn't mess with my girl." He swung his arm to punch me. I swiftly dodged his swing. I grabbed out my phone to call the police but Darren knocked it out of my hand. I glanced at Mitchie who was conscious enough to grab the phone and probably call for help. "Come back here, pretty boy." said Darren.
I sneaked up behind him and put him in a headlock. He gasped for air then bit my arm. I let go. "Crap!" I yelled. Taking the moment to his advantage he pushed me into the wall. Then he elbowed my rib. I groaned in pain. He chuckled victoriously. Oh no, Shane Gray does not go down that easily. Quickly I got up and palm striked his nose. He held his nose in pain, blood trickling down his face to his neck. He growled at me angrily and literally threw himself on me. He punched my nose. I felt the blood trickle down my face. Darren was about to throw another sucker punch at me. "Stop!" yelled a voice of authority. Darren glanced at the person menacingly. I stumbled over to Mitchie who could barely keep her eyes open. I felt dizzy.
"Mitch..." I whispered. She groaned while I placed her in my lap stroking her blood-stained hair.
"S-Shay, is he....gone?" She asked weakly. I looked up to see Darren spitting a couple nasty words at the police while he was being arrested. I looked back down at her while the paramedics quickly rushed in. My head started to pound like crazy.
"Y-yeah. You're going to be okay, Mitch. I swear on my life, you will be." I swore holding her hand against my chest where my heart is. She smiled weakly at me before drifting off to unconsciousness. I checked her pulse just to make sure she was still alive and breathing. The paramedics swiftly carried her onto the stretcher. They noticed I was a bit battered up too and asked me to come along to make sure I was fine. When I stood up, I couldn't take the pain anymore and my world went black.
(Next Day) I woke up on a hospital bed, my head still hurting a bit. I stared blankly at the walls. It was near dawn and I hadn't heard a word about Mitchie when the nurses came in to check on me. I lifted my shirt and found I had bandages wrapped around my chest to keep my ribs in place and a couple of bruises. I'd be fine in a few days as the doctor says. But I wasn't concerned about my health, I was more concerned about Mitchie's. Once Connie had gotten home, she was horrified to find her living room trashed and blood-stained. The hospital had called her while I was sleeping. "Mr. Gray?" I looked up to see the doctor. "You're free to go now, if you wish. Your brother has discharged you. Here's your prescription. Your ribs should be in top shape in a couple days or weeks." He smiled. I smiled weakly back at him taking the pain killers.
"How's Mi-"
"She's fine and in stable condition, Mr. Gray. But she must be hospitalized for a another week or two before she can be released. We had to stitch a couple of cuts back together. And she quite a few nasty bruises. I regret to inform you, she's still, er, unconscious at the moment. You may see your girlfriend right now, if you wish. Room 538." said the doctor. She wasn't my girlfriend but I guaranteed that after all this blows over, it'll take awhile for her to want to jump into another relationship. I gave him my thanks and left to find her room. I turned at one of the hallways and found Caitlyn silently sobbing in Nate's shoulder. Something was wrong with Mitchie. I had a gut feeling. "Hey man. How are you feeling?" asked Nate giving me a one-armed hug.
"I-I've been better." My voice was cracking. Caitlyn wiped her tears away and tried to calm down. She gave me a hug too. "How is she?" I really wanted to know.
Nate's grip around Caitlyn's waist tightened a bit. She bit her lip. "W-well, she's fine and everything. In stable condition." I sighed.
"That's what the doc told me. What aren't you telling me?" I asked.
"M-Mitchie's in a coma." whispered Caitlyn. My eyes widened in disbelief. Nate nodded his head saying it's true. "The doctors said the injuries were close to being fatal. They put her in a coma so she can peacefully rest and heal. She'll wake up in a couple of days." I stared at them as if they were crazy. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.
"Shane?" Please say something." said a vulnerable Caitlyn. Another couple of moments passed by in silence.
"C-can I see her?" I asked. She nodded. I walked straight into the room and bumped into Connie along the way. She sent me a small smile wiping away her tears.
"Thank you so much Shane. You saved her life!" She praised. "If it weren't for you, my only daughter wouldn't be alive and breathing. I don't know what I would do without her." I nodded. Connie gave me a small hug of thanks and encouragement. "Talk to her. She may be asleep, but if we talk to her often enough, she may wake up sooner." With that, she left the room to give Mitchie and I some privacy.
There she lay asleep in pure bliss. She looked so peaceful. All the stress seemed to disappear from her face. God, she looked beautiful even with her bruises. I frowned upon looking at her injuries. Bruises all over her arms and her cheeks. There was still some dry blood stuck in her hair. And I saw the big bruises that had swollen on her shin. I pulled up a chair and set it right next to her bed. I sat down and held her hand. It was cold. If it weren't for the beeping heart monitor I would have thought she was dead. "Mitchie." I let out a few sobs. Maybe if I hadn't let her leave on her own, she wouldn't be in this predicament. Unconsciously, I stroked her hair. "Hey." I greeted softly. I felt somewhat stupid for talking to someone who wouldn't talk back yet it felt right to do so. "It's me, Mitch. Shane. I-I'm really glad you're going to be okay. You're going to be fine, Mitch. I promised you that." I smiled weakly at her. My heart dropped when she didn't smile back, but it was to be expected, she's asleep after all.
"Maybe if I hadn't let you leave my house. Ugh, you still would've been awake and cracking jokes." I chuckled remembering the few fond memories I shared with her. "Look, we all miss you terribly. Your mom is really worried. You're her only flesh and blood left for god's sake. She loves you so much and it would kill her to watch you slip away. She's just so thankful you're still here. Then there's Caitlyn. I've never seen her so weak and vulnerable, Mitch. She cried in front of me and Nate. And you know, that's not the Caitlyn Gellar we know and love, right?" I smiled. "Mom, Dad, and Sonny. They wished they could be here but Sonny is probably still sleeping and I'm pretty sure my parents are busy consoling your mom. I'm sure they'll come visit tomorrow. Jason and Nate are also pretty worried. They want you to get better." I stared at her pale face. His hand print was still a bit visible.
I missed that 'Mitchie' smile she always wore. Stray tears flowed down my cheeks. I didn't get to tell her how much I love her. "And I miss you so much too, Mitchie." I sighed. "Y-you have no idea how much you mean to me. I lied to Nate. I do care about you. A lot. So much it almost hurts. Mitch, you've become a part of my life like no other girl I've met. I really wish I had the chance to say that when you were awake." My heart beated rapidly. "I know we didn't exactly hit it off. But that all changed when we talked things out that night we watched a movie." I stroked her cheek gently. I wished she could hear me. "Please, Mitch. Wake up soon. For your mom. For your friends. And for me."
The day went by quickly, and a nurse came in and said visiting hours were done. I glanced at the clock realizing I had been there all day. "Okay. One moment." I pleaded. She nodded and left the room. "Night, Mitch. I have to go now. But I promise I'll be here tomorrow. I want to be there when you wake up." I placed a chaste kiss on her forehead and took in her scent. Vanilla. I sighed reluctantly leaving the room. I sat in one of the chairs outside the room. I made up my mind. I would stay the night until she wakes up, I don't want to go home yet. Nate protested and insisted I come home. Eventually, he called Mom. What a Momma's boy. Of course, I obediently obeyed my mother's wishes to come home. Nate left and I stayed for about another solid twenty minutes before heading home. As soon as I left through the hospital doors, I felt a pair of eyes on me. Then, I saw a flash. I sighed once I got in the car. I left the hospital knowing tomorrow would be a whole new day. And that my stay at the hospital would be all over the news soon.
Once I lay my head on the pillow I thought of her, completely bruise-free. She was happy to see me. And I knew everything will be okay. My eyelids started to close sleepily. "Wake up soon, Mitch." I whispered. And I fell asleep.
Okay, I'm sure EVERYONE is thinking this: Darren is like the child of the freaking devil! Haha, don't worry he won't be making much appearances anymore after this fiasco blows over. (Maybe...) So thanks to Darren, Mitchie was forced into a comatose, Shane has a few bruised ribs and Lucky is...in a better place. Thanks to a number of reviews Lucky will DEFINITELY have a doggy funeral. Shane semi-confessed his feelings to Mitchie while she's in a coma. That's the basic gist of the chapter. Trust me, I will update soon! I definitely plan to. So remember, REVIEW! :)
Ooh, and Happy Mother's Day to all those wonderful mommies out there! What did you do for your mom today? I made this epic card for my mom, LOL, a lot of meaningful words, no pictures. Haha, then I wrote a short song. :) I love my mom!
Also, who heard JB's new single, "Paranoid"? I think it is AWESOME! (As always.) What did you think?
xo- SweetSerenityPeacexRose :)
