Its all my mom's fault. I couldn't write when I was in North Carolina because she wouldn't leave the room, and then when I got home… family stayed over and wanted to go out and I just got so annoyed that I only worked on my YouTube series. I dedicate a full day just to one episode of that small show I'm making but I'm starting school soon, which is good because I'll want to write more because it relieves school stress. Oh and just a little quick Demi concert highlight, I cried because I thought I couldn't see her, I scared her when she was coming in on her tour bus, causing her to almost drop her phone or camera, I ran my fingers through her hair and in my head I was like "oh my god her hair is so soft," but all I told her was "you look beautiful today," and she giggled and said, "awww thanks." …..SORRY A MILLION TIMES.

Ps. To everyone who continued to ask about the story and leave messages for me to continue THANKS, I need a little push sometimes.

Pss. My typing laptop once again is screwed, the mouse stopped working so I haven't been on it in forever (5 weeks). If this chapter isn't as engaging as usual, its because this is on my dell.

Lastly, like all of you guys I wanted an update, so getting back into this will take a while, but I'll try to do the daily updates again. Well the 3 updates a week on this story.

Updating Spree #2

"Mom I really want to go on the class trip with Alex and everyone." I sat against my bed with my legs crossed as my mom placed some clothes in my dresser.

"I know Mitchie, but I think you have to ask your dad on that one."

"Why?"

"Because he doesn't know about Alex yet." She shifted away from me before I tilted my head.

"Dad likes Alex."

"Yes, but you still hadn't told him about….the two of you."

"Okay. He doesn't need to know yet."

"Mitchie the answer is no." My mom sighed before I studied her face. She bit down against her lip before coming over towards me and sitting down. "I just."

"Its okay mom, I get it. I'll have to raise the money myself to go."

"Mitchie that's not it."

"Mom. Look…Alex told me she'd pay for half. I don't want her to do that. I want help from you."

"Mitchie."

"Mom, I don't want to start a relationship off depending on Alex. The girl worships me." Both my mother and I laughed before she tapped my leg.

"Alex just really likes you….look…call your dad and see what he says…and if he says yes, then I won't stop you."

"Alex!" My arm felt numb on the left side. "Alex!"

"Hum?"

"Can you NOT lay on my arm?" I felt the girl shift over before I opened my eyes to face her. The room was dark, a bit cold as well as I ran my right hand down my arm slowly. I had to get the feeling back. I began to move my fingers slowly down my arm, away from my skin and onto the sheet of the bed. I felt something hard near my knee and as my eyes adjusted I found Alex's leg across mine.

"Lexi, wake up."

"No." The girl muffled.

"I'd like to have feeling in my body sometime soon."

"Then wait until later."

"Alex!"

"Fine." Alex only moved a few inches at a time, resting again before tugging her leg away. When I actually had room to move I slid off the bed and made it into the bathroom. I was naked, cold, and my hair was up in a bun. I pulled the small hair-tie from its place and stepped into the shower. I was finally going home that morning, my mom left the day before and now I had to pack and hope everything would go smoothly. I ran the hot water, showered, and found some clothes all within thirty minutes. Alex was still sprawled across the bed with her eyes closed.

"Alex are you sleep?" I question her.

"If you'd stop moving I'd be asleep."

"I haven't been home in a while and..I just need to get back and not feel so anxious to do so."

"Mitchie, sleep."

"Its six."

"So. Its bedtime in my eyes."

I made it out of the room and out into the hall before walking barefooted to the hotel lobby. A few kids were outside with their faces pressed against the glass.

"Mitchie." Conrad called to me. He was completely dressed in a suit with his hair slicked back.

"What are you doing?" I giggled as he handed me a flyer.

"I have to get back to my show."

"Wait. So you wren't working at all while I was here?"

"My job was to be with you for the entire time you were here, but then Alex came and…"

"I get it." I sat on the arm of a dark sofa before Conrad sat next to me.

"You're going home huh?"

"Yeah. I'm kind of excited, but..I'm starting to feel a bit disconnected from it."

"It happens. You start to feel more at home where you are."

"No that's not it. I feel as if I'm left out of everything as if I'm missing some part of me."

"At least Alex came for you. I don't think Mackenzie or..me for that matter would do the same. We've been so use to working and being away from each other that..we've grown use to never being able to spend time with each other."

"You should make time."

"Yeah well the business keeps you…well, busy."

I nod before Conrad stands to head towards the door.

"Its been fun while it lasted. I have to get back to work."

I quickly ran into Conrad, hugging him tight before whispering…

"I thought you were a jerk, but it turns out you're a lonely one." I giggled as I pulled back. Conrad shook his head before walking away.

"And you're actually staying the same in a city that changes people."

"Why thank you."

"It's a really good thing to see Mitchie, it really is."

"Yeah." I nodded as Conrad stepped out into the street. The sky was finally turning a bright shade of blue as I made it back up the hotel steps. My feet were getting cold as I walked into the room spotting Alex pushing things in my suitcase.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Packing."

"That's not packing, that's shoving."

"Okay." Alex stood up before sitting against the bed. "If you can do better be my guest."

"I can do way better." I sat against the floor near my bag before pulling a few things out and folding them. I glanced at Alex a few times as her eyes went from me to the window on numerous occasions.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She answered quickly.

"Okay, that didn't sound suspicious at all."

"Really, its nothing."

"Nothing as in something."

"When does our plane leave?" Alex didn't face me when she asked.

"Um, my mom bought the tickets so I'm not too sure, why?"

"Its nothing, um, I'll call you mom to check on the tickets." Alex stood and left out of the room fast before I could say anything else. I ignored the girls gesture and continued to pack one thing after another.

…

Justin sat near the window on the plane with me in the middle and Alex on the end.

"I'm excited to see my room, I missed it." I faced Alex smiling as she nodded. "Okay what's up."

"Lets not go back and forth with this again, I told you, its nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing Mitchie."

"Okay, don't bite my head off." The plane ride was faster then I remembered, we made it back home in no time, or to the airport at least.

"So." Justin said as he pulled our bags off the belt.

"So what?" I asked.

"Who's picking us up?"

"Um, you didn't call anyone?"

"No. I'm not the big…," Justin turned around looking over his shoulder.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Where did Alex go?" I did a completely three-sixty before shrugging, grabbing my suitcase as Justin tugged Alex's along. "To go on the record," Justin began, "she's your girlfriend."

"Yeah, I know." The closer we made it to the sliding glass doors, the hotter it seemed to become.

"I think its going to feel like death out there." Justin faced me, after I stopped once more to look for Alex.

"How does death feel Justin?"

"It feels bad Mitchie, really bad." The both of us gazed at each other before I shook my head, laughing at the boy's statement.

"Okay, where's Alex?"

"I don't know, she's not my girlfriend."

"I think we established who's girlfriend she was." I moved my bag over to a waiting chair as Justin followed before I stood on my tip-toes as if that would give me more height.

"Maybe she ditched us."

"Us?" I asked.

"You're right. Maybe she ditched you and is sending someone for me."

"Ha-ha," I hissed at the boy, turning around a few times before biting my bottom lip. "Oh there she is…on the phone?"

"She's on the phone with my mom most likely, we have to get home some way."

"Remind me to hit you later." I told Justin.

"Why would I remind you?"

"You're right." I placed my index finger near my thumb, pushing my hand a bit forward to thump the boy in the back of the head, "reminder off."

"So violent." He joked before sitting next to our bags. I could see a little girl staring at me from across the way, holding a book in her hand.

"Should I be scared if a kid is staring at me, with a blank expression on their face?" I turn to the boy next to me.

"Uh, depends, is it a demon child from another planet?"

"Why are you so weird?" I finally sat next to the boy after waving to Alex where we were. I was sure she saw me waving so as I sat I heard my phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Hi baby."

"Oh, hi mom."

"Are you at the airport?"

"Yes, did Alex call you?"

"No, but I'll be there soon enough."

"Oh so you're picking us up?"

"Us? Oh..I'll call Teresa to come and get Alex and Justin, we need to talk."

"Mom," I sighed. "Don't tell me you're back to hating Alex and I together."

"This isn't a joke."

"That isn't a joke either." I looked up from the phone to spot the little girl pointing at me and tugging on the rim of her mother's dress.

"Mitchie look, I'll be there soon." My mom hung up as I faced Justin, waving my phone at him.

"My mom called to hang up on me."

"That sounds…plausible." Justin nodded.

"Why did you guys leave me?" I heard Alex behind us. I turned in the chair, with my arm on the back of the thing.

"What do you mean us? You're the one who left."

"Well, good news is, my mom is picking us up. The bad news is, the traffic coming here is horrible, so we have to wait an hour." Alex was looking down at me since their were no seats left in the waiting area, which I didn't notice before.

"My mom said she was on her way, maybe you guys could pile in with us?" Alex slid into my seat as I slid more into Justin's.

"Okay so when is she going to be here?" The boy asked.

"She didn't say."

"So, we'll be going home from a hour to never." Justin placed his head in his hands as I leaned against his shoulder, wrapping my arm behind him.

"It's okay, I'm sure we'll hitch a ride home before never comes."

The little girl, with a red ribbon in her hair appeared before me, waving a book near me.

"Hi." I smiled as she pointed to the front of the magazine. I gazed down at it, spotting a picture of Conrad and I at a local shop a few days ago. "Yeah that's me." I tell her.

"Sign?" She asked as I nodded.

"Oh, I would but I don't have anything to sign it with."

"Pen." She pulled one up from her pocket as I nodded, grabbing the items from the little girl before running my name across the cover.

"And what's your name?" I ask before the girl looks back at her mother.

"Gracie."

"Well Gracie, thank you for noticing me." I smiled and handed everything back.

"Thanks Conrad's girlfriend." The little girl trotted off as Justin nudged my shoulder laughing.

"Conrad's girlfriend." He giggled some more.

"Funny, really funny." I shook my head before hitting the boy in his arm.

"Glad I know where I stand." Alex called out sliding down in her seat.

"You know I love you." I faced her as best as I could, trying not to push either her or Justin into someone else's seat.

"I know it, but the world doesn't."

"Its okay the world doesn't know I'm not Conrad's girlfriend either."

"Yeah. Can I officially say I hate CR? Actually I can say it now, I HATE CR RECORDS." Alex spoke up loudly as I slid inward towards her.

"Okay, you don't have to let the world know."

"Why not? It's the truth."

"You're cranky."

"I'm not cranky, I'm antsy."

"Same thing." I told her.

"True." Justin agreed.

"I hate airports." Alex hummed.

"Shush." I leaned into her before she fell against the floor and I sat upright.

"Dude," Justin laughed, pointing.

"Alex, I'm so sorry." I reached for the girl but all she did was glare up at me.

"Why do I feel like all my dreams are coming true? Give me a little mud wrestle and then…"

"Justin." I faced the boy.

"Sorry."

Alex had stood when I faced her brother.

"I'm sorry Alex."

"Sure you are."

"Aw, I am." I reached for her as she pulled me out of my seat and sat in it. All I did was sit on her lap before facing her brother.

"I've never seen Alex fall off of something due to you." Justin told me.

"She's fallen off the bed plenty of time."

"Uh," the boy finally stopped smiling, "TMI, Mitchie. Too much info."

"It wasn't anything like that you perv." I shoved my hand against the boy as he finally stood.

"You're so violent."

"Take that back." I told him, standing.

"Nope."

"Then this means airport war."

"Uh, does getting kicked out of the only airport within a hundred miles of our home mean anything to you two?" Alex smiled, "Actually, continue." She crossed her arms as I ran after Justin. There were people waiting to get their tickets for their flights so Justin cut through them as I went around a group of people losing sight of him at first before I spot him running on a moving walkway.

"You're so dead." I say low-enough to myself, following behind the boy. I've never seen Justin this active, let alone this willing to get in trouble for something so little as running through an airport.

Alex's P.O.V

I was thinking about telling Mitchie about her dad before her mom told her. I sat in the spot Mitchie and Justin left, watching our bags as my thoughts raced. I didn't want her to know that for almost a year now I knew her dad was sick, she'd either hate me for it, or hold a very long grudge against me. I finally had her to myself again, I didn't want anything too big to come between us right now, if ever.

"Hi Alex." I heard Connie.

"Hey." The woman was looking around.

"Where's Mitchie?"

"Running around here somewhere with Justin."

"You didn't tell her did you?"

"No, but. Since she's going to find out about her dad, do you think I should tell her, or, do you think she shouldn't know that I knew or…"

"I want us to tell her. But her dad is fine, its just he needs to be put back on a few medications."

"Oh. Well that's good right?"

"I don't know." Connie looked over my head a few times before looking back at me. "Are you worried that Mitchie will be mad at you?"

"Its just..I don't want her to get mad and choose doing CR stuff instead of dealing with life here."

"I'm sure she'll…"

"She said she made a decision on what she's doing about CR, I hope she quits."

"Do you want her to quit for you, or because she'd want to?" Connie pulled Mitchie's suitcase handle into her hand.

"I want her to be happy but, I don't think I will be if she does this. Love is a process of give and take, and there's just so much I can take before I lose it."

"If you love Mitchie like you say you do, and like I know you do, then you'd understand whatever decision she makes."

"I didn't say I wouldn't understand it. Its just. I thought about this all night and all summer, if she chooses CR…I don't really think there could be an…us, and it really kills me to say that." I could feel my heart stop for a few seconds, I couldn't breath, but once I Connie spoke again, I felt reality once more. "I'm not stable enough to be away from her any longer."

"Alex…" Connie studied me as I saw my mom.

"Um. Forget it." I grabbed my things pulling them over as my mom hugged me. I could see Coco out in the truck. "Justin's stuff is near Connie." I didn't say anything else, I made it to the car and put my things inside before climbing in the truck. I finally saw Mitchie leaning against a wall, her face flushed, as she continued laughing. Justin began weakly running to the truck. I climbed back out for a second, waving to Mitchie as she nodded before my mm climbed in.

"So, how was your mini vacation?"

"Insightful." I whispered.

"Retarded." Justin added in. "Purely retarded."

Mitchie's P.O.V

My mom was quiet in the car as I went through my phone. Once we arrived home she climbed out of the car and walked straight into the house. I followed, spotting my dad laying on the couch.

"Hey dad."

"Hi Mitch." He pulled himself up.

"So, what have you been doing here alone?"

"For the past two weeks? Nothing, just hanging out all alone."

"Talking to my girlfriend."

"Oh, yeah."

"Breaking into her house."

"What? I didn't…"

"Alex told me you took the dolphin back."

"Oh, I didn't take it, Teresa brought it to me."

"Really dad? She's not too fond of you." I was about to say something else when my mom walked in from the kitchen.

"Mitch we have to talk."

"About what?"

"Um, come on, sit." My mom sat next to my dad before I sat across from them.

"Don't tell me something's wrong, because I've had a bad feeling for a while now."

"Its not that bad." My mom told me.

"Its just, I'm a little sick."

"As in what?"

"Just a little sick."

"Neither one of you would be talking all low like that if you were just a little sick," I sat up looking between my parents before my mom sighed.

"Your dad just needs a little surgery, he's taking his medicine, so it'll be fine. I just didn't think we should keep you in the dark about this any longer." My mom held my dad's hand.

"Any…longer? How long did you know, and what's actually wrong?"

"Its just a little heart cancer…" My dad spoke up as I cut him off.

"A little?"

"Mitchie listen to me. It's been a battle for over a year now, I'm fine."

"If you're so fine, why didn't I know earlier?" I sat up as my mom spoke.

"This way it was better for you to live your life and not worry about anything."

"Oh because I'm not going to worry now?"

"Mitchie, just relax, your dad will be fine."

"Is that why you're being nice to Alex?" I faced my dad. "Is this why you're telling her you're fine with us? Because you're sick and.."

"Mitchie," my dad moved across the coffee table to me, "I said those things because its true. Alex has always been like a daughter to me, and I'm still a bit fuzzy on why and everything but, I want you to be happy, you're my only child." Once I felt my dad's arms wrap around me I felt myself stop breathing. It was like a shock to my system to actually feel him hugging me. I tried taking another breath but I couldn't, I was getting light headed. My heart was pounding in my ears, although both my parents said everything was fine, I felt differently, I was scared. Once I could take another breath, I closed my eyes, dizzily leaning on my dad for support. Why was I feeling sick all of a sudden?

I was getting sleep writing this chapter since I had other stuff to get out, so I hope you guys enjoyed this, yes I suck for not getting it out soon enough, and once again sorry. Keep up with the reviews and your peer pressure, lol, its working.