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Chapter 13
Mitchie's POV
Mitchie's Birthday Part 2
"Shane," I whined. "Can I please take off the blind folds?"
"No, Mitch! It'll ruin the surprise," Shane protested. I groaned and rested my head on the window.
I sighed, "How long?"
"About five minutes. Can you wait that long?"
"I guess so," I pouted at him, and although I couldn't see his face, I knew he was thinking about telling me.
"No. Mitchie, stop."
I let out a whine and the car came to a stop.
"Are we there!?" I asked, now excited.
Shane chuckled, "Yea. Just wait so I can get you out."
I waited and the door opened; Shane lifted me out. He took my hand and walked a little ways before he turned me towards something. He untied my blindfold and my mouth fell open. I was standing in front of a beautiful brick house.
"I-is this ours?" I asked, turning to look at Shane.
"I hope so. I paid for it, the welcome mat says GRAY on it..." Shane looked at me. "Do you like it?"
I nodded, "But for my birthday?!"
He grinned sheepishly.
"I love it."
Shane took my hand and he led me into the house. We looked around the downstairs and then we walked upstairs.
"Where's our bedroom?" I asked, curiously.
"Back here," Shane opened a door and my mouth fell open. It was burgundy carpet and light brown walls. The bed was placed in the middle of the wall, with tables on both sides. There was a balcony that looked out over the back yard and a bathroom with a Jacuzzi.
"Shane," I shook my head. "This is way too much."
"Nothings too much for you babe," Shane grinned. "Now let's go to the back yard."
I rolled my eyes and we walked back downstairs and out the sliding screen door. The grass was perfectly green and cut, and the pool was covered.
"Shane this house is perfect," I said.
"Do you like it?" Shane asked. "Like really like it?"
"I love it," I told him. "Don't worry."
"When do you wanna move in?"
"Whenever you want to," I said. "We should wait till we're married, though."
Shane groaned, "How long will that be?"
I shrugged, "Not soon enough."
"You got that right."
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When we got back to the house, it was strangely quiet. Shane and I went to the elevator. It was dark in the room, and when Shane turned on the lights, ten million SURPRISE!'s echoed through my ears.
"Shane Joseph Gray, you idiot. You better not have planned this or you're not getting anything from me," I warned.
He looked down, "Sorry babe."
"Shane!" I groaned. "I told you I wanted a nice little party and here you are, giving me this big thing!"
"I wanted to make you happy," Shane protested. "You're 22 now!"
"I'm happy when I'm with my friends and family. I don't know half these people!" I said.
The whole room was looking at us and Shane closed his eyes and threw his head back.
"Are we fighting?" He asked quietly. I looked at him for a minute or so.
"No," I hugged him tightly and he hugged me back. The room clapped and I giggled into Shane's neck.
"I hate it when you don't like what I do," Shane admitted. We were walking around, talking to whoever stopped us.
"I like it, but I just hate how you go out of your way to make sure I get the best."
"Happy birthday, Bitchie."
I turned around and I took a deep breath to contain myself from slapping this girl like crazy.
"Who the hell invited you?" I snarled.
Shane held onto my waist protectively.
"No one. But I figured there can't be a party without Tess Tyler," Tess glared. "So it seems as if you've got the guy."
My eyes widened and I placed my hands on top of Shane's which were around my waist.
"Obviously if he's hanging onto me, not you," I smirked.
"I feel so bad for him," Tess said, faking sympathy. "I'm sure you're not half as good as I was."
"Yeah, okay," I snorted.
"I'm sure you haven't even done more then make out," Tess smirked. "You're so prude."
I laughed, "Yeah sure. That's why like two days ago Caitlyn complained to me about how 'quiet' Shane and I are." I air-quoted quiet and stared at her.
"Oh please. You're just saying that," Tess said. "I don't even know why Shane's with you."
"Maybe because I'm better then you! You're a selfless bitch who just sticks her fake nose into everyone else's buisness. Newsflash, Tess, no one cares that you're here. I honestly could give two shits what you think. You can keep living your crappy life because that's where you're going. You keep treating people like this and it's all gonna bite you in the ass. Guess what, Tess. You may have a better career than me, but I have a better life. I have my friends, my family and I have my amazing fiancée right behind m-" I turned around and saw Shane gone. "Me." I whispered.
"Aw, aren't you sad. Go cry now, you stupid whore."
My mouth fell open and I stepped forward, slapping her straight across the cheek. She gasped and slapped me back. I kicked her in the leg and she punched me square in the cheek. I fell down and grabbed my cheek. Caitlyn was immediately by my side, while Jason and Nate were escorting Tess out of the house.
Shane came over with a bag of ice and he held me in his lap. I began to cry, and he kissed my forehead.
"Y-you left me," I whispered. "If you were there I wouldn't have slapped her!"
"I know, I'm sorry. I couldn't see her, Mitch. She was bringing back bad memories and I left. I'm so sorry baby," Shane whispered back. Most of the party had left and it was just a few people.
I put my arms around his neck and he held me tightly against him.
"I'm sorry your birthday had to be like this," Shane apologized.
"It's fine," I sighed. "How's my cheek?"
Shane ran his fingers over it, "A little puffy and red. Do you still wanna go out to dinner?"
"Can we just stay in and order Chinese?" I asked.
"Sure baby," Shane kissed me softly before pulling back. "Anything you want."
I'll admit that it was rushed.