Exactle Where We're Supposed To Be

Chapter 2: Can't Have You

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The drive to Camp Rock was long and awkward, she had said goodbye to Tadhg, her father had driven her, because she knew that she would want to bring Tadhg with her if the circumstances were different.

Mitchie looked around her, nothing had changed since she had left camp rock last, the atmosphere, the energy, the signs, were all the same. She did however notice the difference in the rooms, they had somewhat become slightly better, though she didn't mind where she stayed.

Her room consisted of a small double bed, and a small wardrobe and an old wicker chair. Mitchie dropped her bags and looked around the room. It seemed impersonal to her somehow. She needed the life that her baby brought to any room.

She missed him already, she missed his smiled, his little baby features, but most of all, her last connection to Shane. She wished that her baby was here. Pulling the picture out of her bag, she looked at it, Tadhgs baby face smiling at her. It made her even sadder, just to know that she was missing her baby teething.

Sitting on her bed, she allowed a tear to fall. How sad was it that she missed her baby she asked herself? What seventeen year old sat and cried because they missed their baby, she had wanted to get away from him for months, and she missed him already, with just a matter of hours gone. She didn't know if she would last the whole summer, a parent without her child, it seemed wrong somehow.

She wanted to just ring home and make sure that her baby was ok, but she had no signal, she wanted to just run away, she couldn't believe that she had done this, that she had left her job, her child, her mom just to pursue some dream that she had. It was her fault for getting pregnant, it was her baby that she was leaving , it wasn't right to leave the baby at home without his mommy to hold.

What was she doing here, she asked herself, she didn't belong here anymore. She was a waitress, not a singer, she was realistic now, she didn't aspire to be anything but an inspiration to her child. But yet she was here, something was pulling her and she hadn't a clue why. She had said yes, she couldn't leave now, and as much as she wanted to, she knew that she wouldn't.

This was the place that she lost her heart, she gave it to Shane, like he did her, and she would never give it to anybody else. She didn't give herself to him quickly, but she fell for him, she fell for him like nobody else. He was the one, she felt it straight away.

Now she sat here, missing his child that he didn't know existed. It was wrong, all wrong, she told herself. But it was too late now, her child was one, he never knew his father, she intended to keep it that way.

She knew that he would love it, like no other, but she couldn't do that. It was selfish, she didn't need to be selfish, she was fine on her own, she loved him, but she loved him enough to let him go live his dream.

"Mitchie" came an exited voice

Mitchie looked up, unaware that she had been looking down "Barren" she smiled, giving him a hug

"Wow, Mitchie" he said, taking a step back to look at her

"What" she asked

"You look stunning, almost too good to be true" he smiled

"Thanks" she said, colour in her cheeks

"What's that" he asked, pointing to the picture on the bed

"It's a picture" she smiled, she was nervous, desperate to get out

"Of who" he asked, looking over at it

"My-eh" she started "My brother"

"When did that happen, must be a shock" he said

"Bout a year and a few months ago" she smiled "He's named Tadhg"

"Aw" he smiled, cooing over the picture "Very Irish"

She nodded "I liked it",

"Open Night is on, you coming up" he asked, placing the picture back

"Yeah" she smiled happy to get out

As they headed down to the jam, she felt completly out of her depth, she was here, she was a mother, she was like the others on the outside. Yet in other ways, so completly different. She was forced to mature, but this, this was her chance at freedom, to be a teenager, not a mom, she would enjoy this, if it broke her heart, she would do this.

For once, she thought with intensity, that she was going to be here for her, she was going to think of her and nobody else. She was going to enjoy her teenage dreams at last, she needed to, it was what she had always wanted. Nothing wrong with it.

"Hey guys" Dee's extremly perky voice boomed from the speakers

"Hi Dee" the crowd greeted

"Now here at opening night jam, we want to showcase to all you newbies how we rock it here, so I'm calling on a Camp Rock old timer, Mitchie Torres, come on up here"

"Dee" Mitchie answered through gritted teeth "No"

"C'mon Mitchie, we'll even give you somebody to sing with"

Mitchie nodded her head, reluctantly taking a mic she got on stage "Shane Gray" she called

Shane headed up on stage. Mitchie couldn't believe that he was here. She thought that he was too busy to do it. He looked great. Like she remembered, though everytime she looked up into his eyes, her hurt was reflected in his.

"I've always been the kind of girl
That hid my face
So afraid to tell the world
What I've got to say"

Shane looked at her. She was so beautiful, even more beautiful than he had ever imagined her to be, she was still his one and only love. She always would be. He gave her his heart, she had it, nobody else ever would, sure he had a girl, but he didn't love her.

Mitchie was the girl who treated him like Shane Gray the person. She was the one who had taken his virginity. He wanted to be able to reach out and touch her but he couldn't, he knew that too much time had passed. They weren't what they used to be.

Mitchie looked at him. His eyes spoke so much more than what he could ever say. He needed her. He still wanted her. The shock of being put back with her after all this time hadn't sunk in. His love was here in front of him, he couldn't let it go.

Not now. Not a second time.

"But I have This Dream
Bright inside of me
I've got to let it show
It's Time
To Let You Know"

She saw her child in him. Her beautiful baby Tadhg. Everything that her baby had, he had gotten from his father. She looked at the man before her. His face was strained, he needed her, he still loved her.

It wasn't fair that he didn't know he was a father. His baby existed. He would make a great father, and she was denying him that. She was denying him a family. A family that needed two parents. Even though she knew it was for him. It hurt to know that her child, their creation would never have a father.

She didn't know if she could make it through the summer.

"This is real
This is me" she sang out, unable to sing the other words, guilt was taking over

Shane looked at her. He knew that he had to carry on. She was too emotional. Like him. But he was able to control it.

"I'm exactly where
I'm supposed to be
Gonna let the light shine on me"

Shane was there for her once again. She couldn't do this. What was she thinking. She should have known. Every time she felt guilty about doing this she always told herself that she was giving Shane his dream. She realised now that she was wrong. She had denyed Tadhg a family and Shane a son.

Looking at Shane, she couldn't help it. The tears came bubbling out. She was so wrong and she couldn't tell him. She couldn't. She needed to be strong, even if she was denying him a family. She was giving him his dream. Even if it was wrong, she knew that she couldn't go back now.

"I'm so sorry Shane" she cried

Lokking at him once more, she dropped her mic on the floor causing Shane to look hurt, unable to continue the rest of the song, she ran off stage her eyes raw, she had to go.

"Mitchie" Shane called from the stage

But she didn't stop, she couldn't look back, if she did she knew that she'd say something she regretted