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Arranged Love

November 14th, 2012. Yay, it's my birthday. I'm finally legal. Any other person would be jumping up and down and squealing and going to party but I guess I'm an exception to that. I don't want to go party. There's no reason for me to scream. And it's too early to be jumping up and down. My lack of celebration is due to one thing.

I have a broken heart.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MITCHIE!" Caitlyn pounced on me, yanking the covers away from my face. Six hours ago, she had been the one groggy and tired and now she was full of way too much energy. It should be the other way around. It was my birthday after all.

"Caitlyn, get off of me," I growled, burying my face in her pillow. It was useless to go home and be stuck in a big house with the guy that had broken my heart and used me for his sexual pleasures so I had just stayed at Caitlyn's.

"No Mitch, you're finally 18! Don't let Shane ruin your birthday," I winced at his name. I didn't want to hear it. I felt gross and manipulated and just…eck. I wanted to jump in the shower and stay in there for hours to make sure that every single part of my body was soaped down because I didn't want a reminder of my stupidity.

"He already did," I mumbled, swallowing my tears. I didn't want to cry. I was so sick and tired of crying like a baby over him.

"How about you get up and shower and everything and I'll go to your house to get your clothes? And then we can go to the salon and spa to get our hair done and manis and pedis and then go out to eat with the Pom girls? Or we can go clubbing because I'm pretty sure we can get you a fake ID," Caitlyn suggested, still on top of me.

"I don't wanna deal with the world today," I whined, turning over causing Caitlyn to fall.

"Fine, then how about we do all of that minus the Pom girls? Just the two of us enjoying your birthday. We can go to Poland Hills!" she exclaimed, climbing back on top of me. I rolled my eyes and nodded my head, knowing that she would bug me until I said yes.

"GREAT! I'm gonna go to your house and get you some clothes! I'll be back in an hour tops! If you want anything, ask Melinda downstairs to make you something," and with that Caitlyn sprinted out the door, leaving me to peace. Finally.

*30 Minutes Later…*

"Hello?" I answered, not bothering to check the caller ID. I was way too lazy to do that.

"Mitchie, where the hell are you?" I bit my lip at the sound of his voice. Note to self: ALWAYS check the caller ID.

"It's none of your business," I replied in a cold tone.

"None of my business? You're just a kid. You can't just run off wherever you want to," Shane fired back as I growled in his ear.

"Is that what you thought when you told me that you loved me? Did you think that if you took away my virginity and lied to me then it wouldn't matter because I was just a kid?" I asked, my voice rising slightly.

"What are you-"

"You lied to me and told me that you loved me to get into my pants. You took away my innocence because you were horny. You broke my heart because you're nothing but a selfish bastard. I don't love you. I hate you. I hate you so much that it runs so deep into my veins. I can't even stand to see you," after the bastard part, I was lying. No matter what he does, I just can't seem to hate him.

"You don't mean that," Shane argued, sounding genuinely hurt. I sat up on Caitlyn's bed, wiping away my unwanted tears. Stop crying Mitchie, stop being so weak.

"Don't tell me what I do and don't mean. You can't even deny the fact that you lied to me because you know that it's true," I choked on my own tears. I needed to stop crying. I didn't want to show him that he had broken me.

"You can't hate me. We're getting married," Shane reminded me as I scoffed and shook my head.

"Marriage is just signed papers. It's not love or anything else. We may be getting married legally but physically and emotionally, I hate you. I could press charges against you for molestation," I warned, even though I know that we both knew that I would never have the guts to do that.

"It's your birthday, please just come back," Shane begged as I sighed, preparing to hang up the phone.

"I'd rather spend my birthday with someone that actually loves me," and with that, I clicked the end button and collapsed back into the pillows, just as Caitlyn busted into her room.

"Okay, so I just grabbed a t-shirt and some yoga pants if that's…why are you crying?" Caitlyn asked, dropping my bag on the floor and jumping onto her bed with me.

"He didn't even deny the fact that he lied to me," I whimpered as Caitlyn wrapped her arms around me in a comforting motion. I took a deep, shaky breath.

Be strong Mitchie, you have to be strong.

*8 Hours Later (6:00) …*

Caitlyn had dragged me all around LA for my birthday and I surprisingly had a lot of fun. We had went into every store possible with her saying that we had to pick out the perfect party dresses and then she had practically forced me to get my hair dyed a lighter brown than my original color with blonde highlights. I guess it did look better on me because I had gotten a bit tanner. I didn't feel as dark and as moody as I did before. But I could tell that Caitlyn was just doing all of this stuff to keep my mind off of him.

"So, where do you wanna eat?" Caitlyn asked as we were leaving the spa and I couldn't stop admiring my hair in the mirror. I looked so mature.

"I don't know!" I exclaimed with a giggle as Caitlyn playfully rolled her eyes.

"We can't go to Poland Hills because you have to look like a million bucks when you go there," Caitlyn joked as I laughed and stuck my hand outside of my window, doing the wave motion.

"Don't you always have to look like a million bucks in LA?" I asked as Caitlyn slapped my arm and I slid my sunglasses onto my face.

"Why don't we go home and change into the dresses that we bought?" Caitlyn suggested as I just nodded and turned up the radio. Lovebug by Connect Three themselves was playing and it was at Shane's part so I quickly turned it down. It was probably the first time in my life when I didn't want to listen to music.

"Wow, I did a good job!" Caitlyn exclaimed as I came out of her bathroom in the outfit that Caitlyn had picked out for me. I was wearing a sparkly bodycon skirt that left a little to the imagination with a loose red V-neck with the words REBEL sprawled across the front and black motorcycle boots. My hair was full of body and crimped and I wore smoky makeup and bright red lipstick.

"I must admit, I do look pretty sexy," I said, scrunching my hair a bit and making a face in the mirror. I looked mature…I looked changed.

"Compliment me!" Caitlyn playfully demanded, twisting in the tight black, white, and blue mini dress there was a little bit of black ruffling underneath her boobs before the rest of the dress was blue and ended right under her butt. She was also wearing lace stilettos with her orangish brunette hair straight and her makeup bold. We both looked good.

"Nate is gonna die when he says you," I said as Caitlyn blushed and grabbed her shiny black clutch as I grabbed mine.

"This is why we're best friends," Caitlyn pointed out as I nodded in agreement and we headed out the door.

"And the point of blind folding me was…?" I asked as we drove and drove in Caitlyn's car yet I had no idea where the heck we were going. Caitlyn had attacked me with a blind fold the minute we had exited her house and we had been driving for a good twenty minutes now.

"It's your birthday. I'm gonna surprise you," Caitlyn said in nonchalant attitude as I just folded my arms over my chest.

"Maybe I don't wanna be surprised," I mumbled as the car stopped and it was dead silent. Okay, this was a little bit scary.

"Well too bad," I heard Caitlyn's door open and close before I heard my door open as she grabbed my arm and led me to wherever the heck we were going. Thank God I'm not wearing heels.

Another door opened and Caitlyn pulled me inside, the door shutting behind us.

"Caitlyn, where are we?" I whispered as she began to undo my blind fold.

"Why are you whispering?" It was dark in the building. I turned to Caitlyn and raised my eyebrow before the lights turned on and I heard a loud SURPRISE!

I turned and was greeted by all of my friends and some celebrities and I screamed in shock. Surprises weren't really my thing but this was really sweet.

"Did you do all of this?" I asked, attacking Caitlyn with a hug.

"Me, Nate, Jason, Ella, and Shane," I gasped at Shane's name. That bastard had helped plan this out?

"You guys are so sweet!" I exclaimed, pulling back and running up to Nate and Jason. "Thank you so much!"

"Well, we're just that amazing!" Nate said cockily as I slapped his arm.

"Cocky isn't cute on you," I said, looking around as music started up and everyone began to dance around. Most of the people were people from my school that didn't hate me for being engaged to school and the celebrities looked like they were all friends of Connect Three.

"Wow, I help plan this party all the way from England and the birthday girl just ignores me!" I squealed before I turned around, instantly noticing Ella who was standing there with a goofy smirk on her face.

"ELLA!" I pounced on her, almost taking us both to the floor as I buried my head in her shoulders, tears springing to my eyes. It's times like these that I thank God for waterproof mascara.

"Are you crying? I was just joking I swear," Ella chuckled nervously as I giggled into her shoulder.

"No, I just missed you so much," I replied as Ella rubbed my back.

"Aww, I missed you too sister!" Ella exclaimed as I pulled away and smiled at her, wiping underneath my eyes.

"Chin up, smile on, swagger cranked up. Stop being so depressed!" it was our motto for when we had to go to events with our parents. If you were having a bad day, "chin up, smile on, swagger cranked up" so no one would suspect that anything was wrong with you.

"So, we're here celebrating Mitchie Torres' 18th birthday everybody!" the DJ exclaimed as everyone cheered and I smiled widely.

"Where is the birthday girl?" Ella gave me a little push towards the stage and I tucked a string of hair behind my ear before walking through the parting crowd and making my way up the steps to the stage.

"There she is looking as beautiful as ever! Someone special to you has a surprise for you and I think you will like it," more surprises? "Please welcome to the stage, Mr. Shane Gray," I froze as Shane came out to the stage with a guitar in his hand and he waved to the crowd.

"I made a mistake earlier this week and I hope that I can make it up to you. This song is for you. Happy birthday Mitchie, you truly deserve the best," I rolled my eyes at Shane's little speech and sat down on one of the two stools on the stage. If this was his way of apologizing to me for taking advantage of me, he would have to do a LOT better.

You, you're like driving on a Sunday

You, you're like taking off a Monday

You, you're like a dream, a dream come true

I was just a face you never noticed

And I'm just trying to be honest with myself, with you, with the world

You might think that I'm a fool for falling over you

So tell me what can I do to prove to you that it's not so hard to do?

Give love a try one more time

Cause you know that I'm on your side

Give love a try, one more time

I didn't play out like a movie

And I ever time you speak it moves me

And I can't get your smile, off my mind

And your eyes, when I saw them for the first time

Knew that I was gonna love you for a long time

With a love so real, so right

You might think that I'm a fool for falling over you

So tell me what can I do to prove to you that it's not so hard to do?

Give love a try one more time

Cause you know that I'm on your side

Give love a try, one more time…

One more time…

He put the guitar down and looked at me expectantly as everyone cheered and I just sat there, awestruck. The song was amazing it just…wasn't enough.

"Did you really think that singing me a song would make me want to forgive you?" I questioned quietly…we were close enough to each other so that if I just happened to lean up, I could kiss him.

"I am so sorry…"

"Are you sorry because you don't love me or because you took advantage of me?" I asked, running a hand through my hair. I shouldn't have to deal with this on my birthday.

"A little bit of both," Shane answered hoarsely as I chuckled without emotion and stood up.

"Well then I don't forgive you," I stood up and walked off the stage straight to where the glowing exit sign was as everyone continued to party without the birthday girl. I just needed some air.

As soon as the cool LA air hit my skin, tears escaped from my eyes, trailing down my cheeks and landing on the pavement. I leaned against the wall of the club for support and sank down, bringing my knees up to my chest. Why me? Why did I have to fall for the stupidly cocky popstar that would never love me back? Why did I have to get my heart broken on my 18th birthday?

"Aw, is Little Miss USA not enjoying her own party?" I looked up and noticed Tess hovering above me with a smirk on her face. My blood boiled as I stood up and wiped any dirt off of my skirt, glaring at her.

"Why is it that every single event that I don't want you at, you show up to anyways?" I spat, folding my arms over my chest.

"I see you died your hair. Do you think that just because you're partially blonde now that Shane will love you back?" Tess questioned with an evil grin as I bit my tongue. "Shane will never love you back. He told me how desperate you are. He told me how you guys had sex. He told me that you suck in bed."

I whimpered and swallowed back my emotions before they made me look stupid.

"It's my birthday. For one day can you just leave me alone?"

"No, Mitchie. I can't. You are the queen of stupid. Stop this whole relationship charade with Shane. Or I could mess you up a whole lot more than just a few casts and a head injury," Tess threatened as something clicked in my mind.

"Enjoy the fall," someone sneered before I was tumbling down the stairs. I heard a crack and a rip and I screamed in pain as I landed on the bottom step. Someone gasped and people were rushing around me, trying to keep me awake. My head was pounding and the room was spinning. I felt some warm liquid gushing around me and I knew that it was blood; I just didn't know where it was coming from. Black spots prickled my vision as breathing became a chore.

"That was you?" I questioned in disbelief as Tess snickered and grabbed a strand of my hair, twisting her finger around it. I smacked her hand away and tried to control my anger. But it wasn't working. "How dare you push me down the stairs? I could sue you! Are you that desperate that you had to try to kill me off just so you could get to Shane?"

"If your fat ass hadn't made so much noise on the way down, I could've actually died and done everyone a favor," Tess sneered as something inside of me snapped and I launched myself at her. She fell to the ground with a loud thud as I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked on it. Her arms swung around wildly, trying to hit my but I blocked every single swing. I punched her in the jaw and screamed as she kicked me off of her. I wasn't going to stop though. I stood up and pushed her down and she tried to kick me so I would fall down but I wasn't having it. I kicked her once in the stomach before kicking again as she coughed and squealed, spazzing out on the ground. She wasn't going to stop either. My lip was busted and my bones were aching but I wasn't gonna lose. I grabbed her hair and pushed her against the wall before I was pulled away by my waist, the person easily lifting me off the ground to keep me from getting to Tess. Shane grabbed Tess from behind so she wouldn't launch herself at me. I screamed, hitting the person's arm so they would drop me and I couldn't finish this fight.

"Mitch stop," It was Nate. A group of people had gathered around us as I gave up and tears began to run down my sweaty face.

"I hate you so much Tess! And I hate you too Shane! I hope the both of you have a room reserved in hell because that's where you belong to rot together! I HATE YOU!" I yelled as Tess spit on the ground and Nate pulled me away, carrying me to Caitlyn's car. It was then that I noticed the flashing of cameras and the screams and what was really going on.

Worst. Birthday. Ever.

HAPPY EASTER! May you eat lots of chocolate and be blessed enough to never get into a fight with Mitchie Torres...(;