Chapter 11- Meat Grinder
"Nate I am in over my head, help me!" Shane said, lying face up on his bed. He had been sitting in the cabin for over two hours starting at the wooden walls. Something about going outside was haunting him, something about tomorrow was scaring him. He didn't want time to keep going, he wanted everything to stop.
"What now your having second thoughts about Mitchie. Dude she loves you and all the jazz. You have to be kidding." Nate replied, putting down his notebook. He walked over to Shane's bed and sat down, looking at him as though he had committed a crime.
"No I am not having seconds thoughts, I just haven't been honest about something." Shane voiced, rolling over to face Nate.
"You didn't tell her about the tour. So let me guess, after camp she thinks you are going to be spending all this time with her but you just couldn't disappoint her and tell her it's going to be another long distance fall and spring. She probably has plans and all kinds of thing. Asshole Shane strikes again." Nate yelled.
"Nate I was scared. Wait whose side are you on?" Shane asked.
"Mitchie's obviously. She is a nice girl, and she is really good for you. If you mess this up I am going to stick your head through a meat grinder."
"Whoa buddy, what's going on? I've never heard you say anything like this. You can tell me, don't worry."
"Everything is wrong. I feel like I can't even keep my head above the water. Yesterday I found out Kaitlyn has a boyfriend, then not to mention that the record label has been pushing me to finish four new songs. Then just managing my life is a struggle anymore. I just need sometime to unwind." Nate stopped and breathed for one minute of solitude was nice.
"Look how about tomorrow we all go for canoe rides in the lake. We'll put work aside and just have fun." Shane sat up and patted Nate's back. He nodded and smiled laying down in the spot Shane abandoned. Shane walked toward the door and opened it, letting the sunlight trickle in.
"You better go tell Mitchie, or I will." Nate muttered loud enough so Shane could hear. Shane shook his head and headed for cabin 123, hating himself with every step he made. He reached the door and knocked slowly, hoping she wouldn't be there, but the door opened and her bright smile greeted him.
"Kaitlyn's not here right?" he said sitting on her bed.
"No, she went to the cafeteria to ask my mom if she'd make us some cupcakes. Nate looked like he was having a bad day so I though something sweet might give him a little pick me up." Mitchie said sitting down beside him. He saw the ring on her finger and his hear jumped. Hopefully she would understand, and this wouldn't be the end.
"Mitchie I have something to tell you. I hope you don't get mad, and you understand I could do nothing to prevent this." He said grabbing her hand.
"What?" tears started to fill her eyes. There was no way he was going to break-up with her, not now anyway.
"The label called me a month ago, they told me we wouldn't be getting the fall and spring off this year. We'd be going on a world tour. I didn't want to tell you because I knew how happy you were that we could be able to spend all that time together, and I know it's hard to do long distance but I believe in us. Simply because love is the most powerful thing we have to offer."
She looked over and smiled. Maybe not all her wishes were coming true, but right now she was fine with what was going on. Tomorrow they could discuss the complicated life they would be leading, but right now everything was still going her way.
"That's fine. Shane it's not like I didn't know it was going to be hard to date a rockstar. Now about Nate, what is his favorite color?"
Shane mouth hung completely open, she was the best girlfriend ever.
"Turquoise, and he also like emerald green."
"I'm going to make his a scarf, I just don't know how yet." She said staring at the knitting supplies.
"I'll go get you a book from the bookstore tomorrow. Brown wants me to go pick up sheet music at this vintage guitar store, then you'll know how."
They sat in silence for a few short moments. Shane snaked his arm around her waist pulling her as close as possible. Little did he know that tomorrow was going to be the worst day imaginable. But for now he was at peace.