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She doesn't understand what's going on. All she knows is that this strange woman could be dangerous, and looks angry, and hence, she can't help but step behind Shane, just a little. Her eyebrows arch, confusion evident on her fine features, when Shane nervously mumbles out something.

"Shawnia..." He swallows, looking almost... scared, and she feels another flicker of fear. Who is this woman, and why does Shane know her? Why is she so mad, and why does he look guilty?

Her eyes widen as the woman reaches them, and her hand snakes out, slapping Shane across the cheek. Mitchie gasps under her breath, squeezing Shane's hand tighter. He glances quickly at her, and she notices the red hand print on his cheek right away, standing out like a brand.

"Where have you been?" The woman - whom Shane called Shawnia - yells, her eyes burning through him. He stumbles over his word, motioning to Mitchie, and Shawnia's eyes are suddenly fixed on her. She takes a nervous step back - Shawnia looks like a bull about ready to charge. Shane notices and swiftly steps in between the two, shielding Mitchie from Shawnia's fierce expression. Mitchie's glad he's stepped in, because she knows that she's no match for this so-called "Shawnia", and she knows better than to test the woman, who already looks beyond annoyed.

"What are you doing with... with her?" Shawnia shouted, pointing angrily at Mitchie, who cowered behind Shane, swallowing nervously. Please, she didn't want to die by the hands of Shawnia. No innocent person should suffer such a fate as that.

"Shawnia, calm down!" Shane hissed, noticing the stares that they were beginning to receive. He shifted uncomfortable, ducking his head, as if he didn't want people to see his face. She briefly wonders why, but lets it drop since there are more important things on hand then Shane's sudden shy behavior. "This is Mitchie." He lowered his voice, glancing towards her, as if hoping she wouldn't overhear him. But of course she did - he wasn't exactly whispering. "Remember, the one I told you about, who got in the accident and ended up in a coma..." He trailed off uncomfortably, and Shawnia sent Mitchie another glance.

"Oh, you mean the one that was brain-dead?" She didn't bother to attempt to keep her voice down, which caused a look of confusion to pass over the younger girl's face, her eyes darting towards Shane as she tried to understand what Shawnia was talking about. Accident? Coma? Brain-dead? Her eyes wide, she pulled back, her hand slipping out of Shane's as she stepped away from the two, trying to make sense of what was being said.

"What are you talking about?" She asked, her voice small and her eyes wide as she awaited the dreaded answer to her question. She knew that whatever they meant - she had a feeling that she knew, but she wanted to confirm it before she spoke it out loud, or even allowed herself to think it - well, it couldn't be good. Both Shane and Shawnia spun around, one looking nervous that she'd heard him, and the other one smug.

"Look, Shane, why didn't you tell me?" Shawnia interrupted, before Shane could respond. "You just took off, without even a note to tell me! I woke up and you were just gone. You didn't answer your phone, and Nate and Jason didn't even know where you were, until Caitlyn told Nate, who in turn told me. What way is that to treat your future wife?" At that, her eyes grew wide, and she stumbled back, her eyes flickering towards the couple.

"Future... w-wife?" She gasped, a look of betrayal in her eyes, along with mistrust. She can't believe what she just heard... Shane, the boy who she knows she loves, and has loved... before, is getting married? Even though it's like she just meant him a few hours ago, she knew they had a connection. They had something special - they were meant to be together, there was no doubt. But now he had a wife - or at least, almost?

"Mitchie, wait." Shane stepped towards her, reaching out for her, but she shook her head swiftly, stepping back. He saw a lone tear roll down her cheek before she turned away, swiftly walking away from them. He moved to follow her, but Shawnia's hand on his arm stopped him in place. He turned towards her, somewhat angry for being so heartless, but she only shook her head.

"No," She insisted, "Let her go."

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She stifled a sob as she walked/ran away from them, leaving them to do whatever it was that fiancés did, while she took a few seconds to calm down and think things through. She followed the large, marble corridors for a few steps before she pressed her back against the wall, sliding down beside a large column that stood along the wall.

She pulls her knees up, wrapping her arms around them, before she finally allows the tears to flow. She's so confused, so overwhelmed, so vulnerable that she doesn't know what to do. She's never felt like this before - so in the dark, so alone. She hates this - hates not knowing the facts of her own life, not remembering her own past. Why her? Why did this have to happen to her? A groan escapes her pale lips, and bends her head, running her hands through her hair. Why is she so useless?

She wants to scream, to pull her hair out, to do something. With a strangled sob, she slams her fist down on her leg, feeling the pain spread, to her satisfaction. She closes her eyes and attempts to calm herself, to breathe. It's now working.

She sighes softly, holding back a sob, before she pushes herself to her feet, forcing herself to move back over to where Shane and Shawnia had been.

When she reaches that spot, however, she can't help the gasp of shock that escapes from her mouth, as a grip of horror settles over her.

Neither Shane or Shawnia is anywhere in sight.

They've left her.