A/N: Here's a fast update for all of you bored people! I know I was bored, which was why I updated pretty quickly. I say that this is my longest and best chapter I've written. I hope you guys feel the same way too!

Chapter Seven: Confessions

Mitchie turned from side to side. Her eyes were shut closed as she was having another nightmare. This one felt so real though. Mitchie woke up, breathing heavily. She blinked, not knowing what happened or where she was. She raised an eyebrow, confused. The party was over due to the creepy silence of the house and she suddenly felt her head throbbing and the need to barf. She felt a sore near her vagina area as well.

O my God. What happened? She thought, puzzled. Mitchie squinted her eyes and looked around the room she was located in, trying to make out the unfamiliar objects around her. Her eyes widened. This wasn't her room.

Mitchie felt a breeze around her. She widened her eyes as she saw that she was only wrapped around with a warm blanket. Shane's blanket to be more specific. Mitchie looked around, frantically and worriedly. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to remember what happened. Tears formed into her eyes as she remembered random images of what Shane did to her.

Mitchie looked to her side to see Shane, sleeping soundly and naked. "O my God." She whispered with her voice cracking. Mitchie began to bawl her eyes out. She couldn't believe what just happened. She couldn't believe that her own stepbrother would use her like that while she was drunk.

Shane woke up by the sounds of Mitchie crying. His eyes shot open as he also realized what he just done. He was so sloppy and careless. He mentally smacked himself, thinking that he should of devised a plan so Mitchie would never know that she had tremendous but painful sex with her own stepbrother.

Shane looked at Mitchie as the guilt washed over his body. "Mitchie…" he whispered. He just couldn't stand seeing her cry. It made him want to cry. Of course, Shane didn't even tear up. He just looked at Mitchie as the guilt began to eat him alive. "Mitchie…" he repeated but in a softer tone.

"Why?" She asked, her voice cracking even more. "How horny and perverted are you to get your own stepsister drunk just so she could have sex with you?! What Shane - do you just have to have sex with every damn girl you know and see?! I'm your sister!"

"You're not my sister so stop saying that!" Shane yelled at her. Mitchie cried even more. She sprinted towards her room, only wearing that blanket. She closed and locked her door, not wanting to even come out. Mitchie slipped on a t-shirt, underwear, and shorts then cried on her bed. Tears fell out of her eyes, endlessly. She never ever wanted to see Shane's face ever again. She didn't even want to hear his name. She put herself on lockdown, not wanting to exit her room ever again.

Shane sighed and rubbed his eyes. He was an idiot, probably dumber than Nate. He couldn't believe what he said to her. It was just so unbearable for him to see Mitchie cry like that. Guilt, guilt, and more guilt was absolutely the only thing he could feel. His whole entire body was filled with a significant amount of guilt, and it won't come out of him.

Shane slipped on boxer briefs and a beater and walked up to Mitchie's room. He turned the knob, knowing that it was locked. He sighed and leaned on the doorframe. He knocked on the door softly, hoping that she would at least make some sort of noise (besides crying) or open the door. He knew that that wasn't going to happen though.

"Mitchie?" Shane asked, gently as he continued knocking on the door. Mitchie ignored him and sniffled as she cried. Shane felt a stab in his stomach. More guilt then there was before entered his body. "Mitchie, talk to me." He begged.

Once again, Mitchie ignored him. She buried her face into the pillow and wished that she was with Nate. Mitchie widened her eyes at the thought of Nate. She had sex with her stepbrother while she was dating Nate. Even if Nate had told her the night before that he didn't love her, they still haven't broken up.

"O no." Mitchie whispered. The fact that she had sex with another man while she was dating someone else began to make her feel guiltier than Shane. Mitchie cried even more. She glared at her door where Shane was standing behind. She marched up to it and leaned near the door.

"I hate you, Shane! I hate you so, so, so much! I hate you!" She screamed behind the door. Shane frowned as he literally felt like he was going to cry. Tears build up behind his eye sockets but he did his best to keep them in.

oOo

Alex woke up with a smile plastered on her face. It was the middle of the morning and she felt…she didn't know how he felt. Saying that last night was typical was an understatement. She felt more than content, more than fabulous, even more than happy. Last night, no matter how wrong it was, it was fantastic. Alex felt like a completely different person.

She turned to see that Nate's arms were wrapped around her, holding her tightly. He was snoring loudly, but Alex didn't mind. She felt a little sore, but it felt so good. All that thrusting and pumping, it felt so right. Nate was great. For a virgin, he didn't seem like one last night.

"Natey." Alex whispered into his ear. Nate groaned and hugged Alex tighter. Alex sighed, giddy, feeling his abs and his hard chest on her naked torso. She smiled as they pressed onto each other. "Natey." Alex said, more seductively. Nate smirked hearing Alex say his name like that.

"Yeah baby?" he yawned. Alex traced her cold index finger on Nate's chest causing him to get turned on again.

"So…" Alex said. She leaned near Nate's ear, pressing her breasts near his face. Nate looked down at her C-cups, shaking a little. "Did you enjoy what happened a while ago?"

"Of course." he said, smiling even more as he remembered every single detail.

"I guess my little Natey isn't a virgin anymore." Alex said in a sing-song voice.

"I'm not complaining." Nate said. Alex giggled and got on top of him. Nate smiled at her. "Are you thinking of something?" He asked, his smile turning into a smirk.

"I think you're the one who're thinking of disturbing things right now." Alex said with an eyebrow raised. Nate shrugged, admitting it. Alex kissed Nate's neck, giving him hickies and bruises everywhere around his neck.

"O God." Nate moaned. He then heard his cell phone ringing. He silently groaned, hated being interrupted. "Alex, that's probably my parents. They're probably calling me, warning me that my life span might end the second I get home." Nate said as Alex continued to make her mark on him. "Alex..."

"Hmmm?" She hummed as her hands roamed everywhere on Nate's body. Nate moaned as Alex played with his crotch again. Nate reached over to his cell phone as Alex continued to pleasure him. Like he wanted her to stop, anyways.

Nate read the caller ID, it read Mitchie. "O God." Nate said again, remembering that he still had a girlfriend. "Hello?" He answered. He tried not to moan as Alex did even dirtier things to him. She went down low and trailed wet kisses down his erected crotch.

"N-Nate" Mitchie sniffled.

"Mitchie? Have you been crying? Are you okay?" Nate asked, getting worried. Alex sprang up, angry.

"Mitchie's calling you?!" she whisper-yelled. Nate put his finger to his lips, signaling Alex to shut up. Alex rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest, fuming up. Tonight was supposed to be her special night with Nate. Mitchie shouldn't be in the picture. She felt completely mad that Mitchie had to call him and ruin it.

"Nate, I'm sorry for waking you up. It's just…Shane…" Mitchie started.

"What did Shane do?" Nate asked, sitting straight up. Alex widened her eyes, remembering about the bet. She didn't want her friend to get in trouble with Nate. She started to think what Shane could of possibly done to Mitchie. She shuddered, hoping that Shane didn't rape her.

"He-"

"Nate, who are you talking to?" Alex moaned into the phone. She made sure that she sounded like she and Nate were doing 'something'. Nate looked at Alex with his eyes widened. He covered her mouth with his hand, hoping that Mitchie didn't hear her. He felt so shocked and angry at the same time. Alex sighed, regretting it. She needed to keep Shane safe though.

"Nate, what was that?" Mitchie asked.

"Mitchie, I'll call you back." Nate said, glaring at Alex.

"No, tell me what that was! Is there a girl with you right now?!" Mitchie demanded as she started tearing up again.

"Mitchie, I'll call you back." Nate repeated and hung up on Mitchie. He gave Alex a deadly look. "What the fuck was that for?!"

"I…" Alex thought. She couldn't think though. What could she say? "I'm sorry." she whispered. "I…I just feel so…"

"My God, Alex! What are you trying to do, kill me?! Ruin my relationship with my girlfriend?! What the hell has gotten into your mind?! Jesus Christ!" Nate yelled at her. He pushed Alex off of him and got up. He searched around Alex's room for his clothes then quickly put it on.

"Ruin your relationship with your girlfriend?" Alex asked, getting a little angry. "You're the one who offered to have sex with me! You're the one who asked for it! You're the one who started it all! It's not my fault that you choose to have sex with me, it's all yours! You're the who chose to loose your own virginity to me! So don't start blaming me for beginning to fall for you because you make me feel so happy and great. And don't get mad at me for wanting more than sex with you! Don't hate me because I love you!"

Nate stared at Alex with his mouth dropped open. Alex clasped her hand over her mouth, not believing what she just said. Nate couldn't believe it either.

oOo

Mitchie hugged her knees and leaned next to her bed. She sat on the soft white carpet of her room as she listened to Shane begging her to open her door. Mitchie felt so confused. That girl in the back round when she called Nate…she sounded so familiar. That was one of the last things on her mind right now though. Shane had sex with her while he knew that she was drunk.

"Mitchie, please! I'm on my fucking knees! Open the door God damn it!" Shane yelled, getting more desperate by the second. Mitchie cried even more. "Mitchie, I'm begging you. Please, open the door. Let me explain."

"There's nothing to explain! You got me drunk on purpose so you can just have your sick-minded fun with me! It's not that hard to elaborate, Shane! Is that why you are acting all nice to me all of a sudden?! So I can fall for your stupid little trap and you can use me for whatever disturbing things you've planned for me! I'm your sister!" Mitchie screamed. Shane winced at the last sentence she said. I'm your sister.

Shane sighed and decided to not be lazy and use his brain. He walked into the maid headquarters to get the house keys from one of the maids. Once he got it, he tried every single key on the key whole. The last key he tried, finally did the trick.

Mitchie shrieked when she saw Shane. She hopped onto her bed and covered her blankets around her. "Go away!" She begged. Shane looked at Mitchie with an eyebrow raised. He never seen her so terrified. Especially of him. "Please, Shane, just leave me alone."

"Mitchie, please just listen to what I have to say. What you're thinking of isn't entirely true." Shane said. Shane took a step forward and Mitchie scooted back. He sighed. "Please, just listen to me." Mitchie wiped her tears away and scooted further away from her stepbrother. "Mitchie, don't make me force you to look at me."

"What are you going to do to me?" Mitchie asked, worried.

"I'm not going to do anything wrong to you." Shane assured her. He got on top of her bed slowly and looked at Mitchie. Her eyes were full of fear. He gently placed a hand on her leg. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"You already did!" Mitchie yelled at him. "And why do I feel so sore? Shane, you didn't go all the way with me, did you?" She asked, getting even more worried. Shane looked down, not answering her. Mitchie began to tear up again. "I lost my virginity to you?" her voice was trembling.

"Mitchie-"

Mitchie couldn't handle it. She broke down into tears once again. Her cries were heard everywhere around the house. Shane couldn't take it either. He was so close to crying, it was marginal. The maids and butlers knocked on Mitchie's door, wondering if she was alright. Mitchie was crying too much to speak so Shane told them to go back to sleep.

Shane looked back at Mitchie. He, himself, finally started to cry. Mitchie was shocked. As tears rolled down her eyes, she had a little urge to comfort Shane. After all, he barely cried. Mitchie stayed unmoving though as both the stepsiblings cried.

"If you know what I'm going through, you'll understand why I did that." Shane murmured as he wiped his tears away. They still kept on falling though. Mitchie sighed a shaky breath. She just simply stared at Shane. She wanted to open her mouth and interrogate Shane about his reasons. She didn't have the need to. Not even all the will in the world could make her speak.

"I'll go inform the maids to clean the house now." Shane said as he knew that Mitchie wasn't going to speak to him. Mitchie continued to stare at her stepbrother. Shane leaned close to her. Her heart thumped fast as Shane looked like he was going to kiss her again. Instead, he ran his fingers through Mitchie's brown hair gently and slowly. Mitchie felt a shiver run down her spine as he did so. Shane sighed then walked away.

Mitchie laid her head on her pillow and closed her eyes, trying to get some sleep. Images of what Shane did to her kept on replaying and replaying in her mind though. Mitchie let a tear drop knowing that this time, it wasn't a nightmare. It was a real and terrible memory that she could never forget.

Shane sighed. He needed to tell Mitchie the truth. He didn't give much of a damn if she didn't want to hear the truth. At least once he pours it all out, the guilt will disappear and he won't feel half as bad as he feels right now.

Shane turned around and entered Mitchie's room again. Mitchie sat straight up at the sound of her door opening. She was sweating again, because of the back flashes she was having during her dream sequence. She looked at Shane as fear began to spread all over her body once again. Shane ignored her look and walked over to her.

"Leave me alone, Shane!" Mitchie yelled as Shane was about to touch her arm. Shane looked at Mitchie, guilty and shocked at her tone. Mitchie looked down, beginning to cry. "I can't believe you would do that to me." She whispered. Shane stood there, unmoving. He didn't know what to say or what to do. He couldn't find an excuse or explanation anywhere in his head. "Why? Why would you even think of doing that to me?"

"Because...I...love..." Shane started. Mitchie looked at him, waiting for him to finish.

oOo

"What?" Nate chocked out. When Alex said those words to him, he swore that Hell froze over or Heaven fell down, deep under, or something apocalypse like. "Did you just say…?" Nate didn't dare finish his sentence. Alex turned red of embarrassment. She regretted completely for blurting that out.

"Maybe you should go home and we shouldn't see each other again. Nice knowing you, Nate." Alex quickly said as she began searching for her clothes. Nate continued to stare at her, dumbfounded. He didn't move a muscle. Alex grabbed her pajamas and slipped them over.

"No, you said something. I want to know what you said." Alex grew angry again.

"Stop acting like you didn't hear me!" Alex yelled. She felt the tears behind her eyes, building up. "You know what I said and I know you don't feel the same way, so can you just leave me alone so I can live my life as the school's skank and you can live your fake happily ever after with Mitchie!"

Nate shook his head, not believing this. "Alex, you don't love me. Trust me, I know you don't love me. This just has to be another way to get me to have sex with you again or something else! You don't love me!" Nate really wanted to believe himself. At the moment, he didn't know what to believe. Alex knew the tears were going to slip out soon. "Alex, look me in the eyes and tell me the truth." Nate asked.

Alex looked into Nate's chocolate brown eyes. She sighed as she felt her heart beating quicker and quicker by the second. Nate looked at her with anticipation. His heart was thumping fast as well, probably faster than Alex's.

"Nate...I love you..." Alex said to him. Nate looked at her, not believing a single word she said. For some strange reason though, he just wanted to believe her. He wanted to say 'I love you too'. But he knew that Alex was lying. Alex Russo doesn't love.

Nate sighed and shook his head. He actually thought that Alex was going to tell him the truth. Or at least what he believed what the truth was. He felt so disappointed that Alex would lie to him just to get another round with him.

"Yeah right." Nate said and walked away. Tears formed in Alex's eyes as she slid down the wall and hugged her knees. She buried her face into her legs and cried and cried. She hasn't cried for the longest time, since she was just a little girl. Right now she wished that she was a little girl, a girl who didn't know what sex was, a girl who just was perky and happy all the time, a girl who had a boyfriend who loved her back.

Alex walked back up to her bed and slid under the covers. She continued to cry for the rest of the night until she felt exhausted and finally drifted off to sleep. Like Mitchie, she had nightmares. The only difference was that it was a nightmare about how the boy didn't want the girl. How Nate didn't want Alex.

oOo

"Because you love what, Shane?" Mitchie asked. Shane took a deep breath.

"I love you. There, I said it. I, Shane Adam Gray, am in love with my very own stepsister, Mitchie Devonne Torres. I don't want to fall in love with you, but I just did. Mitchie I will do anything that is humanly possible just for you. I love you so much, I actually start to hate it when I kiss or touch another girl! You're the only one I actually want to kiss now! Mitchie, I felt so desperate last night. I just loved you so much, I wanted more with you. I'm…I am so sorry." Shane said.

Mitchie covered her mouth, shocked. She didn't know how to react. What was she supposed to do, say 'I love you too'? The only way she could say that and not lie at the same time is if she was talking about family love. Mitchie tried to speak, but there were no words to explain what she was feeling right now. Surprise was the only thing that Shane could read from her expression.

"I'm sorry. I just…needed to get that off my back. I know you love mother fucking Nate. And I know he's doing something you should know behind your back. I grew desperate again and told him that if he told you that he really didn't love you, then I would keep his secret away from you. I thought that if I did that then…it would be a lot easier to…you know…do things with you. But you really need to know what Nate has been doing."

"Is he seeing a girl?" Mitchie blurted out. Shane nodded. "Who?"

"I can't say. Don't worry though, I have a feeling that one of them will tell you very soon. I'm so sorry Mitchie." Mitchie shook her head, still confused. She hasn't processed a single thing Shane has told her so far. Thoughts raced through her head as she started getting a headache.

"Wait, so you love me? Like, more than a stepsister?" Shane sighed and nodded. Mitchie understood everything now. "I…I don't know what to say to you, Shane." she said in a soft voice. "All I really can tell you is…what you're feeling is wrong. You shouldn't be feeling it. We're related."

"Mitchie, if you haven't noticed, we're not even a percent amount of blood-related. And what I'm feeling isn't wrong. It's the truth whether you like it or not. Love shouldn't be categorized as 'wrong'. Love is always right. Always."

"Then why doesn't Nate love me? I love him, but he doesn't feel the same way. Love can be wrong! Love should be against the law! Shane, to your eyes love may be right, but really, what you did to me last night, is that right?" Mitchie demanded. Shane sighed, shaking his head.

"No, that wasn't right. You have got to understand me though, Mitchie." Mitchie looked at Shane with peaceful eyes. She still looked worried though.

"I'm telling Mom and David." Shane widened his eyes.

"No! They'll separate us! Mitchie, I rather be painfully tortured or die if I have to be away from you. I love you so much."

"Shut up, Shane! You're Shane Gray, the biggest and most perverted and horny seventeen year old in California! You. Don't. Love! Especially me! The only thing you love is sex! You don't love me, Shane!" Tears formed in Shane's eyes again.

"I do…and I'm going to prove it." Shane held onto Mitchie's arm, gently. He kissed her hand softly before looking back at her eyes. "I don't give a damn who you're in love with, who're you're dating, or how we're possibly related. You belong with me." He said, in a hushed voice. Another trail of shivers were sent down Mitchie's spine.

"You don't know what you're saying. I'm going to call Mom and David now-"

"Do that and I'll tell Dad and Connie that you actually wanted to have sex with me."

"They wouldn't believe you." Mitchie said, quickly. Shane smirked at Mitchie.

"I can lie through anything, Mitchie." Shane leaned near her neck. "Anything." He whispered before kissing her neck. Shane got off of Mitchie's bed and looked at her with warm eyes. "Good night. I love you." He said. Shane smiled, feeling like a great load was lifted. Mitchie on the other hand felt like an anchor was dropped down on her. She knew that Shane was right and that her parents would probably believe him more than her.

Because of that bet and those bursted out confessions, the lives of those four will change very…drastically.

oOo

It was Saturday morning. Out of the four, only Shane slept the best. He woke up with a yawn and walked downstairs into the dining room to see what the maids had cooked up for him this morning. He smiled even more to see Mitchie eating cereal at the far end of the table. She looked like a complete mess, but Shane still saw her as the most beautiful girl out there in the world.

"Good morning, Mitchie." Shane chirped as one of the maids handed him his regular breakfast, French toast and small waffles drenched in maple syrup. Shane picked up the pure silver fork and knife and started cutting little triangles on the waffles before placing them into his mouth.

"Hi." Mitchie whispered quietly and irritated as she avoided eye contact with Shane. Mitchie's cell phone ring tone came off and she quickly answered it, seeing that she received a text message from Nate.

Mitchie is everything ok? Were u crying last night?

Mitchie sighed. She knew she needed to tell someone. Since Shane forbade her from telling their parents, Mitchie decided that Nate was the second best choice. At least he will stand up for his girlfriend and beat the crap out of Shane for her. Mitchie smiled a little at the site of Nate hurting Shane. She then quickly frowned once she remembered what Shane told her last night. 'Nate is doing something behind your back'. Mitchie sighed and quickly replied to Nate.

Nothing is ok. I'll tell u y I was crying last night if u tell me the truth…

What truth?

R u…cheating on me?

Mitchie didn't get a response right away. She stared at her cell phone, waiting for Nate to reply quickly. Her cell phone finally dinged after two minutes. Mitchie pressed accept quickly as she waited eagerly for Nate's response.

Y? No. What's wrong with u though? Y were u crying?

Mitchie smiled. Shane was just lying to her again. Nate wasn't doing anything wrong to her. Mitchie's smiled faded away as she was about to tell Nate what Shane confessed to her earlier. She knew that this was going to get epic.

Meet me Starbucks. 2:00 pm. Don't b l8.

Mitchie typed her message and sent it. This was something that she needed to say personally. She glanced at Shane who was eyeing her, carefully with curiosity in his eyes. Mitchie blinked at him then quickly looked down at her soggy cereal. She decided to eat it since she knew that what she was going to tell Nate was going to ruin both their appetites for lunch.

oOo

Alex stared at the ceiling, wanting to die. The boy she has ever truly loved in her whole entire life, doesn't believe her. More importantly, he doesn't return the feelings. Nate doesn't even like Alex, and it bothers her so much.

Alex stood straight up, making a powerful decision that will make a great impact on her school district. She was not going to be a whore anymore. Her need of sex 24/7 will be demolished and she wouldn't need stuff like birth control pills or sex toys anymore. Alex kept a couple of condoms in her drawer, just in case, but the rest she threw away. Alex stared at her birth control pills before she dropped them into the waste basket. She hasn't taken them since a week ago. Alex sighed. She wouldn't need them anymore. She dropped them into the waste basket and walked downstairs.

She was going to start a whole new life. Maybe, just maybe, Nate could fall in love with this kind of Alex Russo. And if he didn't, Alex wasn't going to give up. She had more tricks up her sleeve. Maybe persistence can change Nate's mind. Persistence, blackmail, and a little seduction would do the trick. She can simply show Nate this new side of her, but keep her old devious side to other people who deserved it.

Alex walked into her kitchen and ate bread with hot butter over it. She smiled and hummed in satisfaction. She began to grow even hungrier and took more weight gaining foods and ate them. Her father, Conrad, walked downstairs, surprised. He doesn't see his daughter eat unhealthy food, or eat at all, often.

"You must be hungry, Alex." He said, chuckling a little. Alex shrugged and took another big bite of her toast.

"I guess I am, Daddy. I have no idea why, but I feel really hungry all of a sudden." Alex said. "It must be because I barely eat." She said as she grabbed another piece of toast.

"Well, I'm glad to see you eating. I'm also glad to see that you barely used your credit card the passed couple of days, and your grades are as high as ever, and you've been coming home during an exceptional time. I'm impressed. Whatever influenced you to do so, keep it up." Conrad said, smiling at his daughter.

"Thanks, Daddy." Alex murmured, faking a smile.

Too bad her influence doesn't want to see her face ever again.

oOo

Nate sat down on the same booth he sat with Alex, recently as he waited for Mitchie to come by. He checked his watch and saw that it read 2:08 pm. Mitchie isn't the type of person who would come late. Even if it was just eight minutes late. Nate tapped his feet under the table impatiently as he continued to wait for his girlfriend.

He groaned as he felt the sudden desire for Alex time. Just remembering what they did last night, left him wanting for more. He thought that that was what Alex wanted him to feel, so Nate ignored it. He wasn't going to fall for some ho's tricks anymore. And that was a promise.

Mitchie walked into Starbucks, practically running in. She almost knocked over a couple of customers and workers in the process. Nate stared at her, surprised. Mitchie wasn't usually rude. She didn't even say sorry to the people she bumped into. She just quickly sat in front of Nate, panting. Her eyes start to water up.

"Mitchie? Are you okay?" He asked. Mitchie shook her head, no.

"No…last night…when you left…" Mitchie said, she just couldn't say it though. For some odd reason, she felt as if she was being watched. As if Shane was staring at her this very second. Mitchie looked around, checking if Shane was anywhere near her. She sighed in relief once she found out that it was just her, Nate, and other unknown people in the coffee shop. She looked back at Nate with a hint of fear and nervousness in her eyes. Nate raised an eyebrow at the action.

"What happened?" He demanded.

Mitchie took a deep breath. Then she busted out into tears. Nate was taken by surprise. He almost never seen Mitchie cried. He didn't know how to react. Nate took Mitchie's hand and rubbed his fingers gently on her palms. He shushed her softly, wishing she could stop crying. Mitchie just continued to bawl as she attempted to make her words out. They all ended up sounding like a five-year-old child's whine.

"Mitchie, what happened?" Nate asked again, but this time in a softer tone.

Mitchie looked at Nate as guilt poured over her body. "Shane got me drunk last night and had sex with me." she blurted out in a quiet voice. Nate widened his eyes with pure anger inside of his body. He stiffened as he just pictured what Shane could of done to her.

"O my God…" Nate murmured as he furrowed his eyebrows. "I can't believe he would fuck his own sister!" Nate yelled. People stared at him, glaring at his choice of words. Nate ignored them and looked at Mitchie, sympathetically. "If I ever see Shane Gray ever again, I'm gonna-"

"Nate…" Mitchie interrupted. "He told me something else." Nate looked at Mitchie, waiting for her to continue on. "He said…" Mitchie took a deep breath and closed her tear-filled eyes. "He said that he's in love with me and that I belong to him."

Nate scoffed. "The ass wipe is probably lying. He most likely said that so you can sleep with him again. He's using guilt over you. Don't trust him. He's one of the biggest liars in California. Shane Gray doesn't love." He said. Neither does Alex… he thought.

"He sounded so sincere and…shall I say desperate? I don't know, Nate. This is so confusing. I wanted to tell my parents but he's threatening me."

"He should be sued. Shane is a bastard who needs a life, badly. He and Alex Russo will make a good couple." Nate said, muttering the last sentence. Mitchie sighed, still not believe Nate. Then she raised her eyebrows at the sound of Alex Russo's name.

She turned Nate's face so he was staring straight at her. Nate looked back at her, wondering what she wanted. Mitchie sighed as she felt a knot in her stomach. Alex Russo. That was the girl who sounded oddly familiar over the phone. Nate said that he's not cheating on her. Doesn't mean he doesn't have the ability to lie either.

"What do you know about Alex Russo?" Mitchie asked, her voice hoarse. Nate looked at her, expressionless.

"Umm…nothing except for the fact that she's a slut." Nate said, quickly. A little too quickly. Mitchie felt tears running faster down her cheeks. She just had a feeling that Alex was the girl Nate was cheating with.

"Nate, tell me the truth. Please. I'm sick and tired of having people lie to me all the freaking time!" Mitchie wailed. Nate felt as if his heart was stopping. He couldn't lie this time.

"Fine." He said, defeated. "I…I hooked up with her…a lot." Mitchie busted into more tears. She looked down as she buried her face into her arms. Nate couldn't take it anymore. He wished that he could of just lied again and told her that nothing was going on. It was too late to take back what he said though.

"Why?" Mitchie asked, her voice cracking. "I thought that at least you liked me! I thought that you weren't like those other boys at our school. You're just another…another Shane Gray! That's what you are!" Nate flinched as Mitchie just compared him to the boy he hated the most. "You're just like all of them! You play with girls' emotions them crumple them and throw them away as if you don't give a shit!"

"Mitchie! I care about you!"

"If you cared about me then why the hell did you have sex with Alex Russo?!"

"I…" Nate started. He just couldn't finish. I have stronger feelings for her than for you. He thought. Nate didn't dare say that though.

"Excuse me, can you two leave and take it outside? You're starting a big commotion and the customers are complaining." A worker asked.

Mitchie didn't have to be asked twice. She quickly got up and quickly exited Starbucks. Nate ran after her, calling her name. Mitchie wouldn't stop. Once she got to her car, she fiddled around with her purse, trying to find her car keys before Nate could get to her. She was too slow though.

"Mitchie, let me explain." Nate pleaded.

"I think you've said enough." Mitchie mumbled as she finally found her keys. She unlocked her car and stepped into the vehicle. She stared at Nate with sadness in her eyes. Nate felt a stab of guilt as she stared at him. Mitchie sat there, unfrozen.

"Mitchie, I'm sorry but…I think I'm…falling for her." Nate said. Mitchie looked at Nate as her tears started to water up. "I don't want to! Dear God, falling for Alex Russo is the absolute last thing I want to do! Dying is even higher on my list! It's just…"

"Save it, Nate. I think it's obvious that we can't be together. Bye…it was nice being your girlfriend. And your only girlfriend for the time being." Mitchie murmured as she started the engine and drove away. Nate watched her as he looked at her, surprise and sad all at once.

Nate and Mitchie has officially broken up. Shane will do desperate things to make Mitchie his. Alex will go through great measures to prove to Nate how much she loves him. Mitchie will try to keep quiet and ignore Shane. For Nate, he'll do his best to turn away from his feelings for Alex.

Let the drastic changes begin.

Preview:

"Shane, Nate, start your presentation now." Their science teacher said. Shane and Nate glared at each other then unwillingly walked up to the front of the class to begin their oral presentation on the human reproduction.

"Well what we're talking about is the human reproduction. Sort of obvious since we're dealing with Shane Gray here." Nate said, glaring at him. The class snickered a little. Shane looked at Nate as if he wasn't insulted at all. He smirked at Nate and folded his arms.

"Yup. Let's make this short and sweet. The human reproduction is when a guy puts his dick into a girl's cunt and goes in and out over and over. Sometimes the guy or girl gets reckless and forgets to use a condom and the guy's sperm gets in touch with the eggs and - poof! A baby! Guess what? Nate actually got to experience that for the first time with Alex Russo! Cheer on for Nate! He scored with the school's ho!" Shane said in a fake perky voice.

"Shut up, you bastard!" Nate yelled, pushing him.

"Make me, you dickhead!" Shane retorted, pushing him even harder.

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"Listen, stop showing your good girl act because it's not working for me. I don't care how many times you cry or sulk because you are so not going to make me feel one percent amount of guilt." Alex said darkly to Mitchie. Mitchie glared back at her.

"You can have Nate. He's all yours." She muttered. Alex rolled her eyes.

"Stop giving me all this crap! I know you want Nate back badly!" Mitchie looked down, not admitting it. Alex folded her arms and took a step forward. "He's all mine." With that, Mitchie slapped Alex across the face and the two girls began to tug each other's hair and push each other.