At the Party
Shane's Point of View
"Every year, the three of us throw a party the day after Christmas," I explained. Nate spotted us and waved us over.
"You guys were supposed to be here a half an hour ago," Nate scolded.
"Since when is me being late a surprise?" I laughed. Mitchie covered her mouth to stop herself from laughing. Nate couldn't stop himself from laughing and everyone joined in, well, except Jason who just looked confused. Kandi explained the joke to Jason. Nate glanced over my shoulder and his laughing cut off abruptly.
"Joey," he said, I froze and turned around.
"How the hell did he get in here?" I groaned. They spotted me and walked over.
"Hello," he said cheerily.
"Goodbye," I said in mock cheeriness. I grabbed Mitchie and walked away. Joey followed us.
"Shane…"
"NO!" I cut him off, "Why the hell should I listen to you after you hurt me like that? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call security and have you kicked out."
"I'm your best friend," he said.
"You are not my best friend," I growled. "That's it; security," I yelled. Before I could register what happened, Joey's fist slammed me in the jaw. Mitchie screamed as Joey kicked me in the gut. I fell to the ground and he picked up a chair and slammed it on my head.
Mitchie's Point of View
Nate and Jason came running over. Meghan and Kandi looked frozen in shock. Jason had to hold Nate back so he wouldn't kill Joey. Nate was shouting something but I couldn't hear because my ears weren't working right. Shane still looked like he was in pain, even in unconsciousness. Security came running over and grabbed Joey. They assured us that they were going to call the cops. Jason finally freed Nate after Joey was far away. Nate kneeled down and checked to see how Shane was doing.
"He looks fine. Can somebody go get me some cold water?" he asked. Meghan nodded and grabbed a glass. "Stand back," Nate warned and dumped the water on Shane. Shane coughed and his eyes flew open.
"Ow," he groaned, "My head hurts," he complained.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled and started to get up. I grabbed his hand a helped him up. I noticed a gash on his forehead from where the chair had hit him. Blood was dripping down his face. He reached up and touched the gash, feeling the wetness.
"We should get that cut checked out," Nate said, finally seeming to have calmed down. Shane nodded and we walked outside to the limo.
The press was snapping pictures like crazy. Shane shook his hair in his face, trying to hide the cut as best he could. Sadly, he couldn't hide the blood that was running down his face. The collar of his shirt was turning red from the blood. We finally made it to the limo and drove to the hospital. The doctors in the emergency room had to give Shane 8 stitches to close up the cut. Nate lent Shane a hat so that no one could see the cut.
We went back to the party and spent the next couple of hours talking to some of their friends. Luckily, Joey never showed up again. The guards informed us that the police had escorted him to jail.
"You miss him, don't you?" I asked when Shane and I were finally alone.
"Yeah," he answered. There was obvious pain on his face.
"Do you need to take some medicine?" I asked, worried.
"No," he insisted. Shane reached up and tenderly touched the stitches on his forehead. I gave him an incredulous look. (A/N incredulous; not credulous; disinclined or indisposed to believe; skeptical.) He sighed and nodded sheepishly.
"Come on, let's go home so you can take some," I laughed. He smiled and started to walk out with me. Shane stopped suddenly and his hand flew to the cut. He stumbled a little and reached to grab my shoulder for support.
"Are you okay?" I asked. He closed his eyes and nodded. I let him lean on me for support and we walked to the limo. Shane pulled out his phone and called Nate to tell him where we were going.
This would have been up yesterday but my dad had to change McAfee accounts and then he tried to get rid of some program that had installed itself on my computer and my computer stopped working. After backing it up, he managed to restore it to how it was a few days ago and I didn't lose anything, so now my computer works. Also I went skiing this morning and was gone from 8:45 am to 2:30 pm. I may not update for awhile or if I do there will be a 3-4 month jump probably. I'm going to try to update SIWT and WTSE first, or atleast WTSE.
I changed my mind on the song you should listen to while reading Gone. You should listen to My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion (the Titanic love theme). I think that song creates a good mood for the story. In related news, I may (or may not but probably will) add to that story (it will still be a oneshot) when I have free time or writers block for all of my other stories. I will let you know on this story if I'm going to update it.
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