Summary: It was hard for him. It was harder for her. Why couldn't he just understand she was doing it for him? Why couldn't she just understand that she was killing him by doing it? Shane x Mitchie
"SHANE GREY!" Caitlyn screamed at the top of her lungs as she entered his room. Shane moaned and got up groggily. Taking in the angry look on Caitlyn's face, Shane turned to his brother.
"Traitor," he hissed at Nate. Nate rolled his eyes and sighed.
"It's been three weeks Shane. You need to talk to her. She's as depressed as you are. Imagine how hard this is on her."
"It's not me who wanted the break-up, Nate," Shane reminded him a bored tone. Caitlyn seemed to be angered by his lack of passion.
"It's also not you who only has two years to live," she growled. Shane tensed as he turned around slowly to face Caitlyn.
"Damn it, Shane. Do you know how hard this is for her?"
"No, Caitlyn, I don't. Will you please enlighten me?" he asked sarcastically, not expecting her to take him seriously. Unfortunately for him, she did and started hitting him.
"What – The – Hell – Is – Your – Problem?" she screamed, punching him harder and harder with each word she had said.
"OW! Nate! Control your woman!" Shane begged, desperately trying to get away from Caitlyn. Nate was about to step in but stopped when he saw the look on Caitlyn's face. He put his hands up, as if to silently say he was surrendering, and backed away slowly.
"Sorry, man. You kinda deserve it."
Caitlyn beamed at her boyfriend but let go of Shane. She made him sit on his bed while she ranted on.
"She's bloody dying and you're being depressed? God, Shane, you are such a –" Shane put his head into his hands, enduring Caitlyn's rant, while Nate sat in the bean bag couch and plugged the earphones into his ears, tuning his girlfriend out completely.
"Caitlyn's over at Shane's," Tess informed her heart-broken friend. Mitchie stopped playing her guitar and looked at her blonde friend sadly.
"And you are telling me because?"
"Cause you know you want to talk to him."
"No, I don't."
"Yes, you do."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do not?"
"Do too!"
"Hah!" Tess cried triumphantly. Mitchie rolled her eyes at her and proceeded to get another tub of Ben and Jerry's ice-cream. Exasperated at her best friend's behavior, Tess got up and followed Mitchie.
"You know you miss him, Mitchie."
"Do not."
"Do too."
"Do not."
"Do not?"
"Do too. Urgh! I can't believe I fell for that again."
"You'll get over it. C'mon, Mitchie! Talk to him. It'll make the both of you feel better."
"You know I miss him, Tess, and you know I wanna talk to him more than anything in the world but I can't. I have to do this, Tess. I love him and I don't want to hurt him."
"But Mitchie, don't you see? You are hurting him. By staying away from him, you're hurting him more than you'll ever know."
"He's going to have to get used to it, Tess. What is he going to do when I'm gone?" Mitchie asked sadly.
"Mitchie –"
"No, Tess! I am not talking to him! I am not seeing him and I'm definitely not hurting him anymore than I already have, okay? I love him! I always did and I always will."
"Feel better?"
"Yeah, thanks."
"So, you going to call him?"
"Tessania Amanda Tyler!"
"Hey it was worth a try!" Tess shrugged. Mitchie rolled her eyes again and went to the living room to watch some more TV. When she was sure that Mitchie had completely left and would not be returning soon, Tess smirked as pressed the 'stop' button on the device she had in her hands the whole time Mitchie had been talking.
"Technology's a charm," she muttered, quickly putting the voice recorder into her bag safely.
"No, Tess! I am not talking to him! I am not seeing him and I'm definitely not hurting him anymore than I already have, okay? I love him! I always did and I always will."
"You hear that, pop star? She still loves you!" Caitlyn sighed frustratedly.
"She still loves me," Shane whispered quietly, a sincere smile forming on his face for the first time in three weeks.
"Always did and always will," Jason added happily.
Shane genuinely chuckled at his brother. Nate's tensed face softened, Caitlyn stopped glaring at him, Tess stopped looking worried and Jason… Well, he was still beaming like a maniac as usual.
"She loves me," Shane repeated again happily.
"Always did and always will," Jason was happy to add again.
"And I love her."
"Always did and always will?" Tess asked this time. Shane looked at his friends and brothers and nodded.
"Always did and always will," he nodded and then turned to Caitlyn. "By the way, Cait, I'm a rock star not a pop star." Caitlyn laughed.
"You keep telling yourself that."
Camp Rock – Sacrificing Your Love
A few hours later, Shane was up and about and on his way to get Mitchie back into his life. He decided to walk to her house, not caring about the paparazzi following him. Shane loved walking to Mitchie's house. He always enjoyed the beautiful sceneries he often saw. He also enjoyed how the place made him feel at peace no matter how hard life was getting for him.
As he walked through the park, he smiled politely at some familiar faces. He had gotten to know some of them, having been introduced to them by Mitchie. Every time he took that path, something or someone would catch his attention. Be it the birds nesting on a tree or a mother taking care of her child, he would always stop to admire the scene that caught his attention. This time, an elderly couple had caught his attention.
The old man had his arm around the old woman's shoulders and they were holding each other's hand. They were smiling lovingly at each other, oblivious to their surroundings. Shane smiled at the sight of them, imagining them to be him and Mitchie in fifty years time. For a moment, he had forgotten that Mitchie only had a two years to live.
Reality hit him hard in the face. Sure, he had known that Mitchie had cancer but he had never come to terms with it. His Mitchie was dying. His Mitchie only had two years to live. He would never get to live in the future he had hoped for the moment he realized he was in love with his Mitchie. He was losing her and there was nothing he could do about it.
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