wow! i've never uploaded two chapters in one day! yay for me! lol!
is it just me or does the name of this chapter sound really dark and depressing and...emo-ish? haha! that's not a word! lol!
ok, well, a couple people were a bit confused by the last chapter so i'm gonna answer your questions here.
stargazer12345 - she wasn't living at his house. she decided to spend the night there.
blonde-gal - i don't think everyone at Camp Rock was the same age. looking at everyone, the ages looked like they varied. and since the JoBros don't look the same age, i thought i'd make them different ages. maybe i'm wrong. idk. haha! as for Shane freezing her out, that's kinda answered in this chapter. it'll be cleared up more as this continues.
hope that answers those questions! and i hope you enjoy this!! i'm missing a cook out for this! lol! jk! no seriously, i am missing it. i just don't really care too much cuz i don't know half the people here! lol! and they're supposed to be related to me! my family's too confusing! haha!
Sometimes it seems like everything in your life is just going perfect. You're getting good grades in school, you have so many friends that you can't hang out with all of them in just one weekend, your family is amazing, you're dating someone so incredibly special to you, it seems like it'll last forever, and the sky has never seemed so bright.
But then there's times when everything just goes downhill before you even have a chance to take it all in and realize how amazing your life truly is. Everything you ever loved is sucked away from you so quickly, you're left in a daze. Depression takes over and you push away the people you need the most at that point. But it's too hard to let anyone in now that the most important thing in your life is gone. The skies seem grey and the sun never seems to shine bright enough to pull you out of the darkness that you slipped into.
To Shane Gray, nothing seemed bright enough. Everything in his life was dull and meaningless. And he couldn't put an end to the pain of losing someone he loves.
For hours on end, he sat in his room, crying his eyes out. His Uncle Brown sat downstairs, making sure nothing too drastic happened. He could sense a depression coming on. And he wasn't about to take any chances on letting Shane stay home alone. If he wasn't going to come live Brown, Brown would come live with him.
One day, a very curious and concerned girlfriend of Shane by the name of Mitchie Torres pulled into Shane's driveway, ready to find out what it was that made Shane lock himself away from any sort of civilization. He hadn't called her in nearly a week and she was a bit worried. Shane would normally call her every day. But something was different and not even Nate or Jason had the answers.
She knocked on the door and a very tired and depressed looking Shane answered. The look in his eyes was something Mitchie had never seen before. His eyes were cold and unwelcoming, something he never showed around her. She refused to look him in the eye as that coldness was sending shivers down her spine.
"What do you want?" Shane snapped.
Mitchie looked back up at him in shock. He never talked to her that way. He'd used that tone once. It was during camp when he found out she had lied to him. He sounded hurt and broken and confused.
"Um…I was wondering if everything's ok. You haven't called me," she stated, setting a hand gently on his arm.
He jerked it away and replied coldly, "I'm busy. I'll call you tonight." And he slammed the door in her face.
Mitchie stood on the front porch for a while, simply staring at the door. She felt tears well up in her eyes. Something happened and Mitchie had no idea what to do. Shane was obviously hurting but it didn't look like he was ready to talk about it. And she didn't like that idea.
She knew Shane well enough to know that if something was bothering him and he kept all his emotions bottled up inside, he eventually cracked and a depression would hit him hard and fast before anyone could stop it. The last thing she wanted was for Shane to slip into a depression. But if she kept pushing him to talk, she'd end up pushing him away and the depression might come even quicker.
Deciding against knocking on the door again and begging him to talk to her, Mitchie turned around and headed back to her car. She climbed into it and drove away.
Shane watched Mitchie leave from his bedroom window. He half expected her to knock again. So to watch her walk away from his house without so much as looking back caused plenty of new tears to come pouring down his face. Did Mitchie not care that he was hurting? Or did he not make it obvious enough that something was wrong?
'Maybe I'm just being melodramatic,' he thought as he wiped the tears off his cheeks and turned away from the window.
Then again, is there ever really a limit to how dramatic someone can be when they lose their parents? Everyone handles loses in different ways. Maybe his way wasn't so different. The most dramatic thing he had done was locking himself away from anyone other than his uncle. And even him he barely talked to.
Shane walked across the room and laid down on his bed, curling himself into a ball. That was something he hadn't done in years. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to get away from everything. Slipping into darkness, he lost all feeling. For the first time in a week, he felt at peace. He laid there for nearly an hour, not thinking, not moving, not feeling.
But then, he let his mind wander to Mitchie. Did she not care about him? Why else would she walk away from him without so much as turning around? If she had turned around, Shane would've at least been reassured that she was considering questioning him again. But she didn't so much as hesitate. She simply walked to her car and drove away.
Of course, he hadn't exactly been the nicest to her. He'd slammed the door in her face. He didn't smile or talk to her like he normally did.
Maybe she was just as confused as he was.
Camp Rock
Mitchie sat in her room, waiting for that phone call from Shane. But it never came. Nearly in tears, she grabbed her phone and called Caitlyn, needing some comfort.
"Mitchie, what's wrong?" Caitlyn asked worryingly when she heard her best friend's hurt voice.
"Caity, I need you over here," Mitchie choked.
"Why? What happened?" Caitlyn questioned as she began to slip her shoes on.
"I'll explain when you get here. Can you bring over some ice cream and The Notebook?"
Caitlyn was a little shocked. Ice cream and Mitchie's favorite movie? Something was definitely up. And she had a feeling it involved a certain rock star.
"Ok. I'll be right over," she replied and they both hung up.
Caitlyn rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen. She grabbed a few pints of Ben and Jerry's before heading into the living room and grabbing the DVD. She shoved the DVD into her bag and placed the ice cream into plastic bags before running out of the house, climbing in her car, and driving quickly over to Mitchie's house. When she arrived, Mrs. Torres was a little surprised to see her there.
"Caitlyn? What're you doing here?" she questioned as she let the young girl inside.
"Mitchie called. She said she needed me to come over. I think something happened between her and Shane," Caitlyn explained.
Mrs. Torres looked rather concerned as she glanced over towards the stairs. "Oh my…well, go on up," she said.
Caitlyn smiled and ran upstairs to Mitchie's room. She knocked on the door and waited patiently for Mitchie's tear-stained face to appear in the doorway. She opened the door wider and let Caitlyn inside.
"Ok, now. Spill," Caitlyn ordered as she sat down on Mitchie's bed and pulled on the first pint of ice cream and two spoons. She handed one to Mitchie as she sat down beside her. She opened the carton and the two shared the ice cream. Mitchie took a bite before beginning.
"I went over to see Shane today and he was acting really weird," she explained.
"Weird how?" Caitlyn questioned before eating a large spoonful of ice cream.
"Like really cold and kinda distant. He wouldn't tell me what was wrong. He just said he was busy and that he'd call me but he never did," Mitchie replied.
"Maybe he fell asleep or something," Caitlyn suggested, trying to make her friend feel better.
Mitchie shrugged. "He did look pretty tired. But normally he'd never forget to call me. He'd do that before he even thought about falling asleep, no matter how tired he was. I know something's wrong with him. I just don't think I should push it."
Caitlyn stood up and grabbed The Notebook from her bag. She walked over to the TV to put it in as she said, "You might wanna. If he's acting this different, there must be something seriously wrong." She placed the DVD in and grabbed the remote, turning on the TV.
"But that's the thing. I don't really think I should push him cause I know that he's got issues where if I were to push him, he might…" Mitchie stopped and looked down at the ice cream in her lap.
Caitlyn turned around and looked at Mitchie. "He might what?" she urged.
"He might…he might become depressed," Mitchie finished.
Caitlyn was a bit taken aback. She hadn't expected that one. "D-Depressed?" she repeated.
Mitchie nodded. "Unfortunately yeah. And who knows what that's gonna lead to," she stated.
Caitlyn nodded. She had a pretty good idea. But she didn't want to tell Mitchie her thoughts. She knew it would only cause more problems.
The two girls sat up half the night, eating ice cream and watching movies. The next morning, the two were sick to their stomachs.
"Next time, you two might not want to eat so much ice cream," Mrs. Torres laughed as she gave the girls medicine to try calming their stomach aches.
The medicine seemed to make it worse for Mitchie and she jumped off her bed and ran into her bathroom, throwing up in the toilet. She didn't think she'd ever tasted something so disgusting.
She staggered back into her bedroom and collapsed on her bed next to Caitlyn.
"I hate guys," she grumbled.
Caitlyn chuckled lightly. "Yeah. Me too," she agreed.
mama mia! here i go again! my, my, how can i resist you?
i'm excited for that movie! lol! anyways, (rocks back and forth on her feet childishly) what'd ya think? haha! i had dessert! i'm kinda hyper!! whoo!
lol! ok, well, comments? questions? concerns? anything i should know? leave a review!! whoo! haha! that rhymed!
damn, ok, my writing skills definitely changed from the last chapter to this one! haha!
semi-long pointless author's note is now coming to an end!! review please!!
Peace.Love.Jonas.
PS. crap, i was so tired last chapter, i never added that! and my grammer skills were suckish! lol!