Author's Note: First of all, I'm really sorry it's taken me so long to update, this semester is crazy busy for me. Ok, here's the second part, Mitchie's POV. Enjoy and review! Also, THANK YOU ALL soooo soooo much for all of the positive reviews. It really means so much to me and I'm so happy that you guys are enjoying this story.

Mitchie clenched and unclenched her jaw. What was wrong with her? She didn't even feel badly about pushing Alex to the ground. In fact she felt just the opposite. It was liberating. Her body burned with a white-hot anger and the only thing that seemed to make it any better was taking it out on her girlfriend.

"Mitchie, I'm sorry. I'll apologize to you a thousand times over and I know it's still not enough. I just wish you would listen to me."

"No Alex. I'm tired of feeling like" she paused, grasping for the appropriate words, "like shit when I'm with you. You're…you're not good for me. So I'm done listening. I'm done." And without giving her another look Mitchie walked away.

From what she had heard, getting out of a bad relationship was supposed to feel good. It was supposed to lift this whole weight from her shoulders, make everything brighter and better. And as Mitchie walked away from Alex and everything she had used to want, she waited for it. Counting the steps as she walked, Mitchie waited to feel better. Eventually she had walked all the way across campus but to her dismay it all felt the same. Everything still hurt.

Stopping in her tracks, Mitchie fought to control the tears that dribbled down her cheeks and she fought to think of something else, anything else besides the image of Alex thrown to the ground like unwanted garbage.

It was all too much and she knew that if she didn't do something soon her own feelings would destroy her. But she couldn't move anymore. Her body had completely given up.

"Alex?" The voice was like a prayer from God. Mitchie didn't recognize who it was and she didn't really care. It was a sign that she could keep going, at least for a little while. A hand touched her shoulder lightly, making Mitchie jump and twist around quickly. She stared into Caitlyn's bemused hazel eyes, unsure of what to do next.

"Hey, are you ok? I saw you as I was walking across the quad and you looked really upset. You still kind of do, actually." Caitlyn reached out and brushed away tears at Mitchie's cheek.

They stared at each other for a moment and Mitchie blushed under Caitlyn's touch. She was about to gently push her hand away but something stopped her. An image of Alex's hurt face as the sight of Caitlyn kissing her flashed suddenly before her eyes and a thought began to blossom in her head. It latched gently onto the recesses of her mind, floating there like some dangerous parasite itching to start doing some damage. What better way to get back at Alex than to hook up with Caitlyn?

It was easier than Mitchie had thought it would be. One tiny step forward and their lips were touching. A purse of the lips and she was kissing. A moment of waiting and Caitlyn was kissing her back. The older girl's lips still didn't feel right on her own but it wasn't unpleasant. There were worse things in life.

For a few moments the two girls swayed together, kissing in a way that just went beyond chaste. It was Caitlyn who pulled away. "Wait, Mitchie what's going on? You're with Alex right? I wasn't kidding before, I don't do girls with girlfriends."

"Well then you'll have no problem "doing" me because Alex and I broke up." Mitchie tried to pull her back but Caitlyn held up a hand.

"Wait, you guys broke up just now? Was this because of me? Because of our kiss? Fuck, I didn't mean to screw anything up between you guys, honestly."

"Listen, our kiss wasn't the reason we broke up. I broke up with her because she's been lying to me for months now. I don't date liars and I definitely don't date cheaters. She's both. That's all there is to it." There was harshness in her voice as she spoke, one that she couldn't lose. "Alex Russo and I are history." Caitlyn looked skeptical. She wasn't a stupid girl and Mitchie was sure that she could tell something was going on. She needed to act quickly or else her plan could never work. "But you know, speaking of that kiss. I've got to ask…did you feel it too?"

"What?" The question caught Caitlyn off guard, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"That spark." Mitchie improvised as she went along. As much as she hated doing it she tried to think of details about what it felt like when she and Alex had kissed for the first time. "When our lips touched, it was like this, this electric shock or something. I've never had a kiss like that." She gently pulled Caitlyn closer smiling inwardly at the way the other girls eyes began to haze over with desire. It was working.

"Neither have I" Caitlyn's words were soft, almost as if she were speaking to herself. She let her eyes drop to the grass and Mitchie watched, as she seemed to wage an internal war. After a moment she looked back up. "Fuck it, Mitchie. I really want to kiss you again. Can I?"

"Only if you don't ask." Mitchie found herself being wrapped up into a passionate kiss. She let Caitlyn slide her hands down to her hips and pressed her own hands gently against her chest. They stayed like that for a while before Mitchie pulled back.

"Is something wrong?" Caitlyn looked worried.

"No, no, not at all. I just…I just figured we could move this somewhere a little more private." Taking Caitlyn's hand she pulled her along, down school pathways, towards the dormitories.

"Where are we going?"

"My room," Mitchie lied, flicking a glance towards her house as they passed it. Her plan was perfect. There was only one thing that could trip it up and Mitchie prayed that she was right in her calculations.

They rushed up the steps of the Wilshire dorms, Mitchie hastily taking them two at a time. She stopped at a door, sucking in her breath as she opened it. The room inside was empty and Mitchie exhaled.

"Your room is nice," Caitlyn said as she stepped inside, closing the door behind them.

Mitchie offered her a half-smile, taking a moment to study a schedule written out in neat cursive. She had been right; Harper was going to be in class all afternoon. Her brow furrowed at a picture of Harper and Alex taped to the wall. Alex had this coming.

Caitlyn started to sit down on Harper's bed. "NO, no!" Mitchie said, a little bit too loudly.

"What?" She looked alarmed.

"That's my roommate's bed and she's uh, she hates when people sit on her bed so, you know…" She trailed off awkwardly. Turning, she looked at Alex's bed, her blue sheets sickeningly familiar. "This, this is my bed."

"Ok." Caitlyn sat down on it, taking a moment to test the mattress. Mitchie watched her bounce up and down a couple of times swallowing hard. For the first time since the idea had struck she was having doubts. It was all happening so fast. Did she really want to go through with this? Caitlyn's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Hey Mitchie, come here." There was a wicked little smile curling at the older girl's lips as she beckoned Mitchie closer and she steeled herself to just do it. Alex had this coming.

Walking over to Caitlyn, Mitchie pasted on a smile. She let herself be pulled onto Caitlyn's lap and stared up at the ceiling blankly as she began to kiss her neck, sucking on her pulse point. "I always thought you were beautiful, you know? From the first time I saw you."

"Mmm," Mitchie couldn't muster a real response. The whole thing felt suddenly surreal. It was like she was looking at the scene from a spot in the corner of the room, curled up into herself, peeking through her fingers. She kept on telling herself it was worth it.

Caitlyn laid her down the bed, pulling off first her blouse and then her skirt. It was strange, being almost naked in front of someone who was basically a complete stranger and Mitchie hoped she was remaining convincing. Caitlyn leaned back on her haunches and unbuttoned her own shirt, letting the fabric fall to her sides and revealing her toned stomach and bra. Leaning back down she kissed a trail down Mitchie's torso coming back up and kissing her lips once more. Her leg pressed between Mitchie's leg to her center and she squeezed her eyes shut trying to think of anything else. The sheets smelled so strongly of Alex it was almost like drowning in her.

All of the sudden the door opened. Caitlyn froze on top of her. Mitchie's heart was beating so fast. She couldn't open her eyes. The old floorboards protested under someone's footsteps and there was a deep intake of breath.

"Caitlyn, get the fuck out of my room." Alex's voice was strong, unwavering.

"Your room? What the… I don't know what you guys are pulling here but it's way too much crazy for me to handle. You guys deserve each other." Mitchie felt the weight of Caitlyn's body lifted but she kept her eyes shut, unable to face reality.

The door slammed shut and Mitchie waited for something to happen but nothing did. There was complete silence. It stayed that way for what seemed like hours. Finally there were footsteps again and the bed sank under the weight of someone else. Mitchie held her breath. Smooth legs pressed against her own and the fresh smell of mint and honey and leaves crept over her.

"Look at me." Alex's voice wasn't strong any more. It was shaky and fragile, making Mitchie's heart lurch no matter how much she didn't want it to. "P-lease."

Her eyelids seemed to flutter open of their own accord and Mitchie found herself look up into Alex's tear-stained face. There was so much pain in her dark eyes that Mitchie could have sworn they were a mirror of her own. Suddenly she could take it and she struggled to get up. Alex reacted, pinning her wrists to the bed.

"This isn't you Mitchie. You're not a malicious person. You're the most amazing person I've ever met. There's not an evil bone in your body and I'm so so sorry I've done this to you. You don't ever have to see me again, ok? Just listen to me one last time." Mitchie was silent but she stopped struggling and in turn Alex lightened her grip. "I never wanted to be with Tess, not even for a second. She took advantage of me, tortured me just because she could. I know it looks bad because I didn't tell you but the only reason I didn't was because she was blackmailing me. She said that if I told anyone she would tell the Dean that you were gay and that I'd never see you again and I…it was too big a price to pay, I couldn't risk it."

Mitchie let the meaning of Alex's words sink into her, forming a big lead block in her stomach. "W-what changed. Why can you tell me now? Is my Dad going to find out?"

"No, Harper's got a plan. We're gonna take Tess out of the equation for good. She'll never hurt either of us again if everything goes like it's supposed to." She smiled sadly. "I'll always protect you, Mitchie. Even if you hate me and never want to see me again." She sighed deeply, shuddering. "Ok, that's all I wanted to say. I'll leave you alone now."

She started to get up but Mitchie grabbed her arms. "Don't." That was all Alex needed to hear before collapsing into Mitchie's arms. Tears ran down her cheeks, onto Mitchie's skin and she gasped desperately for breath through sobs. And Mitchie wrapped her arms around Alex and cried right back into her.