Author's Note: Sorrrryyy for the long ass wait again. I'm not gonna lie, I've just not been motivated with this story at all. Thanks again for all your lovely reviews but I think I'm gonna bring this story to an end soon, well maybe anyway. I haven't properly decided yet. I will let you know though, but I feel like I just need a change of story. I appreciate all of your patience too because I know how annoying it is to have to wait for updates all the time.

Oh and another thing, you're gonna have to bare with me with this chapter because it involves the police and I have no idea how this kind of thing works in real life so it won't be accurate.

Towards the end, it gets kind of cliche and corny too, so if you don't like that kinda stuff, I do apologize. I feel like this isn't my best because I basically forced it out of me.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own any of the characters, only the plot.

Alex's POV

Once I thought Mitchie was calmed down enough, I helped her up off of the bathroom floor and picked up hers and my own bags. She was so shaken up, that much I could tell.

"Do you think we should tell the principle about this Mitch?" I asked her cautiously as I put my bag over my shoulder and held Mitchie's in one of my hands. I stayed close to her as she wiped away the last of her tears with the back of her hand. "I'll come with you to do it if you'd like." I added hoping it would reassure her or encourage her in some way.

"I don't know Alex. What if it just makes Shane angrier?" I lay my hand over her upper arm and looked her in the eye.

"He needs to be punished for this Mitch, you can't just let him get away with it otherwise he won't stop harassing you." I told her truthfully. I could see she was hesitant. Poor girl was almost shaking with fear. I sighed to myself and ran my hand down her arm to take a hold of her hand. "Listen, Mitch, I don't want to see him hurt you anymore than he already has. This is the second time he's forced himself upon you, one of those times you weren't even conscious. If we tell the principle then this can all get sorted out and he can get what he deserves."

"Okay, but will you please stay with me?" I shot her a small smile and nodded my head.

"Of course I will. I won't leave your side." I promised her.

We were sat in the two seats opposite Mr. Laritate who was sat behind his desk. Mitchie's hand was still in mine as she finished up telling him the whole story of what Shane's been doing. She included the party, the incident in the corridor and the incident in the bathroom. Mr. Laritate insisted that she didn't have to go into detail which I think we were both thankful for. Mitchie hadn't even told me much of the details of what happened in the bathroom, so I knew she wouldn't be ready to tell him. I gave her hand a light squeeze once she finished and I watched Laritate sit back in his leather chair, letting out a sigh as he ran his hand over his face.

"You do realize Miss Torres that I'm going to have to inform the police." I closed my eyes, knowing this was going to come and braced myself for Mitchie's reaction.

"What? But, no it's fine, it's not that serious." Her voice came out rushed so I knew she'd started to panic. I looked over at her to see her eyes were slightly wide and she was leaning forward in her seat.

"Mitch it'll be fine. Just hear him out." I told her softly, making her look over at me. She didn't say anything but she didn't have to. The look in her eyes said it all for her. She looked so worried.

"They'll have to come into school and talk to you, question you and maybe bring Shane in for questioning too. You won't have to worry about other students finding out, we'll keep it all under wraps." We both looked back over at Mr. Laritate. He was leaning forward in his leather chair again, hands on his wooden desk.

"Would they have to take me away? The police." Mitch asked in a small voice.

"I'm not sure about that Mitchie. Maybe, but nothing bad will happen to you." He tried to assure her but I could see it wasn't working. She was freaking out.

"Mitch, look at me." She turned her head and I turned my whole body so I was completely facing her. "If you'd like, I can go with you. I won't leave your side. Just think about Shane and what he's done to you. Think about how he needs to be punished. Do you really want him to carry on with what he's doing? Not only to you but to other girls..."

"Fine, okay, do it." She said with a small boost of confidence in her. I smiled at her proudly as Laritate picked up his phone and called the police.

"And you say there are witnesses for the attempt in the bathroom?" The female police officer asked Demi. She told us her name is Ruby. I thought it suited her. She had her light brown hair up in a bun which bought out her green eyes. She was definitely a Ruby. I kept to my promise and didn't leave Mitchie's side. She was being questioned in Mr. Laritate's office. It was just me, Mitch and the officer. Mitchie nodded her head as Ruby wrote something down on her notepad. I turned my head to glance over at Mitch and she was eying Ruby nervously. I reached over for her hand and took it gently in mine. I was never, ever this affectionate towards anyone. Anyone but Mitchie that is. She was the only person who could bring this side of me out. It just felt effortless with her and natural. The second I took her hand, she held onto it tightly. Her leg was jigging up and down slightly and she was biting on her nails on her other hand. "Okay. Do you mind if I question the two witnesses? You're gonna need all the evidence you can get." Ruby the said, making me look back over to her. Before Mitchie could say anything, I cut in.

"There was also a witness at the night of the party, when I walked in on Shane and Mitchie in his bedroom."

"There was?" Ruby asked me, hinting for me to go further and tell her who it was.

"His younger brother, Nate. He was the one who found his stash of roofies in his room. He also helped in the school corridor when Shane got violent." She wrote something else down on her notepad before nodding her head to me.

"Alright I'll have the principle pull the three witnesses out of class and have them make a statement but until then, I think it's best if you both stay away from Shane and I'll have a word with the principle to see if you can go home for the rest of the day." We already explained the situation about Mitchie living with me. We kind of had to when Ruby tried to insist on having Mitchie's parents called and notified. Instead, she called my parents and told them. I knew mom would probably freak and I felt a little guilty for putting this all on her, but I knew she wouldn't mind about it. She loves Mitchie. Ruby gave Mitchie one last smile before getting up and walking out of the office, leaving just us two alone.

"You alright?" She turned to look at me and nodded her head. "You did a good thing you know." I assured her. Seeing the worry still in her eyes pained me slightly. I hated seeing her like this. To say that she trusted Shane and thought that he was actually a good guy to have him do this to her just made me want to kill him. He took advantage of her when she was most vulnerable and that made my blood boil.

"I know, it's just kinda scary. What if he doesn't get sent away for what he did? He'll just be more determined to do something to me."

"That's why I'm gonna make sure he does get sent away. He won't hurt you again Mitch, I promise you." She smiled softly at me.

"You're so amazing Alex, do you know that?"

"Only for you." I gave her a cheesy smile and she let out a small laugh. She opened her mouth to say something else, but before she could, she was interrupted by someone walking in. Both of our heads turned to the door to see Ruby.

"You're free to go home. Shane is still unaware of this and he will be until after we get all the evidence we need but hopefully if all goes well, we'll have all three statements by tomorrow and we can arrest him." Both me and Mitch stood up from the seats.

"Thank you." I said for both of us. She nodded her head and moved aside for the both of us to walk out.

So here we are, sat on my bed, alone in my room. Mitch was still tense about the whole situation. I could see it in her body language. I tried getting her to ease up a little several times, but whatever I tried to do didn't work. We'd gone through half a movie, tried watching funny video clips on youtube, tried putting on some music, I even offered to try on all my different outfits and do a catwalk for her. We always did that as kids, but instead of our own clothes, we used to go steal our mom's clothes. She loved doing it. She thought it was the funniest thing in the world. But I guess we're kinda too old for doing that now.

"I know! How about I give you a back massage?" I shot her a grin and wiggled my eyebrows. "Come on Mitch, I know you don't want to pass up these famous Russo hands." I stretched out my arms and linked my fingers together, showing them off. She let out a small giggle and rolled her eyes.

"Fine." She shuffled herself on my bed so she was lying on her front and I moved myself so I was sitting on her butt. I moved her hair to one side and began rubbing around her shoulders.

"How does that feel?" She let out a small moan and honestly, it kinda turned me on.

"It feels good." I kept rubbing my fingers into her skin, using various techniques that I'd learned over the years from having to rub my mom's back sometimes. I dug my fingers into her, using just the right amount of pressure to emit another moan from Mitchie. I felt my stomach tingle and I wanted to hear more. I moved my thumbs around in small circles, moving from her shoulders and down each side of her spine. "Oh my god Alex, don't stop." I swear, if someone would have been stood outside my bedroom door at that moment, listening to this, they would have thought we were having sex. I slowly moved back up her spine and to her shoulder. I switched from using my thumbs to all four of my fingers and moved them around the bottom of her neck, making her moan again. I, on the other hand, was going absolutely crazy. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on with every moan that she let out. I hadn't even realized that I'd took on to biting my own lip. Probably to stop my own moans from escaping.

"You feeling better now?" I asked her in a slightly shaky voice. I mentally slapped myself for that.

"Mmm, loads." I took my hands away and went to get off of her. I couldn't take much more. But, before I could even get off her, she turned her head to look at me. "You're stopping?"

"Uh yeah, why, do you want me to carry on?" Please say no, please say no...

"Yeah." Damn.

"Oh, okay." I put my weight back on her butt and she put her head back into the duvet on my bed. I ran my fingers over her again but she started to fidget slightly underneath me. "What's wrong?"

"It's just kinda uncomfortable with you doing it over my top." Oh fuck.

"Uh... Do you wanna take it off?" She turned her head again to look at me over her shoulder.

"You don't mind, do you?" I gave her a small smile and shook my head.

"Of course not, I've seen you topless countless times before Mitch." Why am I even saying this? I'm just torturing myself even more. I'm not gonna deny it though. I kinda want her to take her top off. I wanna feel her bare skin. I wanna hear her moan more. Wait, Alex shut up. I moved off of her so she could pull her top off and she threw it on the floor, leaving her in her bra. Maybe I could get her to take that off too. What the hell am I even thinking?! Should I? I know I'm being kind of perverted but I've seen her bra less before too. Heck, we used to bathe together as kids. It's harmless. "Maybe you should take off your bra too, just so the straps don't get in the way. If you want to anyway..." Call me perverted, I don't care.

"Yeah okay." It didn't seem to faze her. I mean, I wasn't expecting it to. I was the one having these thoughts, not her. She unclasped her bra and slid it off of her before throwing it with her shirt on the floor and she lay back down on my bed. I moved back on top of her and put my hands back over the backs of her shoulders, now feeling her hot skin. This was complete torture. I don't even know why I was feeling this way. She's my best friend. She's a she. I've never had feelings for a girl before. I didn't think I ever had feelings for Mitchie before, but now... God, now I don't know. After a minute or two, she let out another moan. Another delicious, tantalizing moan. I felt my teeth in my bottom lip again and I could feel my throat closing up slightly as I tried to hold back my own sounds. I wanted to badly to just lean down and put my lips on her neck. Kiss her. Taste her. Maybe this is the reason I'd been so... Jealous of Shane. Maybe I do have feelings for Mitchie. Maybe I always have and it's just took me to hear these sweet sounds coming from her to realize it.

"Mitch."

"Hm?" I kept my fingers going. Gliding over her skin.

"The night of the party, what I've been trying to tell you, you said something to me..." I trailed off, I didn't even know where this was coming from. It's like my mouth and my brain were totally against each other. My brain was telling me to shut up but my mouth was speaking anyway.

"Carry on." Her voice was kind of dazed and I knew it was because she was enjoying the massage.

"I just can't take it anymore.. I.. don't know how to deal with these feelings anymore. That's... That's why I got so drunk. I'm sorry." She could hardly pull her words together. Her voice was breaking and I knew she was on the verge of tears.

"What feelings Mitch? What are you talking about?" I tried to push. She closed her eyes and let out a long breath.

"For you."

"You said that... You said... Oh shit." Oh, so now my mouth decides to take my brains advice.

"Just spit it out Alex." She said before another small moan came from her. I closed my eyes and stopped moving my hands.

"You said you had feelings for me." I blurted out in a nervous rush. I felt myself fall back on the bed and I quickly opened my eyes to see Mitchie stood from the bed, pulling her shirt over her head, still bra less.

"What?" She asked, but she knew. She knew she heard me right. I stayed quiet, waiting for it to sink in to her. After a minute, I watched as she ran a hand through her hair and let out a sigh. "Fuck." She mumbled under her breath but I caught it.

"Is it true?" I found myself asking, making her look at me again. She only kept her eyes on me for a few seconds though, before looking down at the floor. "Tell me the truth Mitch, is it true?" I repeated, keeping my voice soft so she wouldn't think I was mad or anything. She slowly nodded her head, keeping her eyes on the floor and she shifted on her feet. Things went quiet between us for a short while.

"I guess this means I'm back to my car, right?" I felt my eyebrows crease together and I got up from the bed and walked over to her.

"Of course not Mitchie. You really think I'd kick you out and make you homeless just because of this?" She slowly lifted her head to look at me again. It wasn't until then that I noticed just how close we were. Our faces were merely inches apart. I felt my heart rate pick up as it started to hammer against my chest. I was scared she could hear it, it was so loud. I tried to keep my eyes on hers. I tried to force them to stay up. But of course that didn't work. I just had to look. I just had to see her lips. I had to glance as I licked my own lips. But before I could even look back up, I felt them on mine. Mitchie pushed herself on me, connecting our lips in a desperate kiss as both of her hands cupped my cheeks. I was so shocked that my eyes were wide open. I could see Mitchie's eyes were shut tightly and her eyebrows were slanting downwards. I raised both of my hands in the air, not knowing what to do with them. But just as I did, she pulled away and stepped back. Her own eyes were just as wide as mine and she put her hand over her mouth, as if it somehow hid what she just did to me.

"Fuck, Alex, I'm sorry I don't know what came over me. You were just so close and... Fuck!" I stepped closer to her again, closing the gap between us. As much as I was freaking out myself, I had to do something. If I didn't do anything at that moment, then things would be awkward between us. I took both of her hands in mine and held onto them tightly so she couldn't try and pull away.

"Do it again." I whispered to her, making her stop her mumbling and panicking.

"What?"

"Do it again, this time slower." She didn't move. She looked too shocked, so I figured I would have to make the first move. I slowly leaned into her, keeping my eyes on hers. It felt so intense but it felt sooo good. When I got close enough, I tilted my head ever so slightly and I felt out lips graze against each other. I could feel her hot breath hit me and it sent a shiver through my whole body. It made me want her just that little bit more. I watched as she closed her eyes, still unmoving. I added that extra bit of pressure so our lips were fully connected. I closed my own eyes as I took in the feeling and both of our lips started to move together as if it was the most natural thing in the world to us. I'd never felt anything like it before in my whole life. Sure, it wasn't my first kiss but it was definitely my best kiss. Her lips were soft and just felt perfect against mine. When we both pulled away, I was breathless and so was she. Neither of us said anything. I think she was just as speechless as I was. I never expected that our night would turn out like this. Not in a million years. Our hands were still holding and I didn't want to let go. "I think I have feelings for you too, Mitch." I finally broke the silence.

"So what does this mean?" Her fingers started to play with mine and I smiled.

"What do you want it to mean?" I saw a small blush creep up on her cheeks and it was the cutest thing I'd ever seen in my life.

"I want to be more than friends Alex." I felt my smile grow and my heart swell slightly.

"Then let me take you out on a date Friday night." She bit her lip as she smiled and nodded her head.

"I'd love to."