A/N: I seem to be on a role! For some reason I keep getting tons of ideas for one-shots lately... anyway, this is a songfic, but to a song I wrote... DO NOT STEAL!! lol. I wrote this song specifically for this one-shot (well, and to express my own feelings lol). Anyway, the pairing starts out Smitchie and turns out Nitchie... for some reason I've been liking Nitchie better (if you've noticed, I keep writing Shane like a real jerk... sorry, I can't help it). idk why, I guess Nate just seems more caring or w/e. Also, sorry my one-shots and stories are starting to get more depressed, I'll try to make them happier. Anyway, enjoy!
Pairing: Smitchie/ends Nitchie.
Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock, however, I do own my song, Time To Say Goodbye. You steal and you die :D lol. Actually, I'm serious :)
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Once we had it all,
Never would've thought we were going to fall,
In the beginning I thought we'd rise above,
And prove everyone wrong with our obvious love,
Mitchie Torres had always believed in Shane Gray. Sure, he was a rock star, and world-wide famous, and even though there were millions of fan girls just throwing themselves at him every day, she'd trusted him. She'd known he wouldn't betray her. People had always said they'd never last; they just weren't in the same class, they were different in a million ways, he was halfway across the world while she was stuck in her small town, he was famous while she was a nobody... the list went on and on, but she'd never given up hope. Maybe she should have just listen to them and let him go.
Now we're sinking fast,
And I don't know how much longer we'll last,
These days keep dragging out,
And I don't know if I can take another bout,
She'd trusted him, until she'd realized that what people were saying about them was true. Maybe they weren't as compatible as she'd thought they were. They were getting into constant fights, always having different opinions... maybe the whole Camp Rock experience had just been an illusion. She couldn't deny she'd wanted to believe that Shane cared about her, and it was so much easier to be tricked when you wanted desperately to believe the lie. But it wasn't until that one day that she'd known things weren't working. Things weren't going as smoothly as before.
It's time to say goodbye,
Cause things will never be the same,
It's time to say goodbye,
Cause everything has changed,
It's time to say goodbye,
You've made me realize,
It's time to say goodbye
She'd been half-asleep when her phone had vibrated, its loud buzzing vibrating off of her desk. Her eyes barely open, she'd reached over and snatched up her phone without checking the caller ID.
"Hey Mitch, I'm so sorry..." Shane's apologetic tone drifted over the line. Mitchie had groaned and rolled onto her back as Shane rambled off a dozen excuses as to why he hadn't come.
"Listen, Shane, it's fine." She'd sighed, ignoring the fact she'd waited all day long, hoping he'd show up and knock on her door. She'd kept telling herself, any minute now, until eventually she'd given up and went to bed. And then he'd called, offering her a million different excuses.
"Well.... okay, Mitch. Good dreams." He'd apologized one last time before wishing her goodnight and saying goodbye. Mitchie sighed; before, Shane would have been up rambling for hours on end if he'd even thought he might have upset her. Now, she said 'fine', which it really wasn't, and he'd just replied with 'okay'? Frowning, she rolled onto her side and tried to sleep.
I tried to warn you,
I told you, through and through,
Be careful baby, we're slipping away,
And just like I said, today, we'll stray
I can feel it in the air,
Seeing your weird stare,
And I know the time has come,
"Shane." Mitchie grabbed Shane's sleeve as he was about to leave, stopping him in his tracks with her solemn stare. "Listen... we need to talk." Shane frowned; what was there to talk about? "I... I don't know how to say this or anything, so I'm just going to. We're loosing our relationship, fast. I don't know how to stop it, but it's just not as special as it was before. You don't seem to care about me like you did before."
"Mitch, I'm a huge, world famous rock star, we can't exactly have a 'normal' relationship. I mean, what do you want me to do, stop being a rock star? Sorry, Mitch, but that's not possible." Shane had protested, and Mitchie had sighed, again. "Come on, we've got to be at my photo shoot on time, or Nate is gonna kill me!" That had been the end to that discussion.
It's time to say goodbye,
Cause things will never be the same,
It's time to say goodbye,
Cause everything has changed,
It's time to say goodbye,
You've made me realize,
It's time to say goodbye
"Look, Shane, seriously, we really need to talk." Mitchie tried again, three days later, while Shane was shrugging on his jacket. He stopped half way, raising his eyebrows.
"About what?" He asked, glancing over towards her. She hesitated.
"About a lot of things. I don't know if I can keep doing this." She admitted, glancing at the ground, but then it seemed that her confidence grew, and she stepped forwards until she was facing him. "It's just... not what I thought it was." She said softly, smiling sadly. "I just thought... maybe this whole situation would change... but it hasn't. We're still stuck in this same spot. I'm sorry." Shane frowned down at her.
"Sorry about what?" He asked softly, and Mitchie hestiated. Finally she seemed to find the courage to speak.
"Sorry about breaking us apart." She muttered, turning and leaving, ignoring Shane's cry of "Mitchie!" It was over.
My heart's ripped in two,
But what can I say, we're through
I'm still stuck in the past,
Even though I knew we'd never last,
But I'll find the strength, to walk away,
In the end, I'll get there someway,
Only time will heal these wounds,
A whole year... it had been one whole year, and Mitchie was still sitting around in her room, the door locked, staring at photos of Shane and herself, lying on her bed and succumbing herself to depressing thoughts. She hadn't been able to move on ever since that stupid day. She wished she had just been able to ditch him and move forwards, never looking back. Unfortunate for her, that hadn't been the case.
"Mitchie, someone's here to see you," Connie knocked at Mitchie's bedroom door. Mitchie's heart fluttered as she hoped that maybe, just maybe, it was Shane. Swiftly, she threw the picture down on her bed and forced herself to her feet. Her smile dropped, though, when she saw it was only Nate. He gave her an apologetic smile.
"Hoping it was someone else?" He whispered softly, his eyes travelling to the picture she'd tossed on her bed, and Mitchie sighed. She knew there was no use lying to Nate. He all ready knew about everything. She nodded sadly. Without speaking, he wrapped his arms around her and held her as she cried. "It'll be okay, Mitch." Nate comforted, holding her tightly. "You'll find a way to move on."
It's time to say goodbye,
Cause things will never be the same,
It's time to say goodbye,
Cause everything has changed,
It's time to say goodbye,
You've made me realize,
It's time to say goodbye
In fact, Mitchie did find a way to move on. It all did turn out okay, ever since the day she'd found Nate. She lived her life, laughed, and in the end, was married to Nate. But even still, she never forgot about Shane or the valuable lessons he'd taught her. She just learned how to move on.
Goodbye…