Chapter 4: All of the People Start to Rush By

a/n: I know I'm horrible, I said I would update soon and it's been over a month! Forgive me :)

Mitchie's POV

"Hey honey." Mom greeted me as I walked through the door.

"Hi Mom." I tried to sound happy for her. I hated coming home angry.

"Come here." She said in a monotone. I sighed, and before I could even see the kitchen she asked that question. The question that has too much power for two words. "What's wrong?"

All day, minus the incident in the morning, I had been able to maintain a strong composure and hide everything I was feeling. That's because no one asked me that question, I broke.

"Everyone's lying to me." I said hopelessly. The tears started to flow. Almost instantly I was pushed against my mother's chest, soaking her favorite top with my tears.

"Define everybody?" Mom persisted. I took in one loud shaky breath before answering.

"Sierra & Shane."

"Oh Mitchie, that is not even close to everybody." I pulled away from her grip to show her how hurt I really was. She sighed. "Maybe it would help if you told me what was wrong?"

"Last night when I was on the phone to Shane I could tell he was hiding something from me, he was jumpy and he kept hesitating. When I asked why, he told me...he told me he lost his mic stand." I grabbed a tissue from the box sitting on the counter and blew my now clogged nose. I made my way to the dining table and sat down with a thud. Mom sat across from me, a crease in her brow formed from worry.

"His mic stand?" Mom repeated in a more disgusted tone. I nodded.

"Then I told him I had to go and hung up."

"Why'd you do that?" Her voice filled with concern and confusion.

"I didn't want to talk to him if he was hiding something." Another tear fell down my cheek and I watched as it hit the wooden table.

"Is there anything I can do, sweetie?" Mom leaned across the table and tried to take my hand. I leaned back and pushed away from the table. She pursed her lips and leaned back into her chair.

"Bowl of ice-cream?" I said unsurely.

"You got it." She softened trying to make me feel better. It wasn't going to work but I appreciated the gesture.

As she spun around the kitchen trying to get the food in the bowl as quickly as she could - some crazy goal she has for herself to put prepare food in under a minute - she tried to milk more of my bad mood out of me. "Now what about Sierra?"

I sighed, why does she have to do this to me? She placed the bowl in front of me and sat down where she had before. "Well, everyone at schools being all nice and trying to be my friend now, right. So I'm basically as popular as Tess on camp. When I got to school today they went crazy asking me to go everywhere this weekend and I just wanted to stay home and write a song!"

I was pounding the ice cream with the spoon at this point. It was starting to turn to mush, just the way I like it. "Then just as I'm about to tell them that Sierra cuts me off and tells them all that I can go to all of them!"

"Would you like me to call everyone's parents and tell them you can't go?" Mom asked, it was clear she was very confused. I'd given her a whole lot of crap on camp about wanting to be popular and not having any friend at home. Now that I do, I want to throw them into the garbage disposal.

I groaned, "NO! I just want to know what the heck's gotten into Sierra."

"Have you spoken to her about this?" I mentally slapped myself at how obvious that idea was.

"Yes, then she guilt tripped me." I paused to take in another mouthful of ice-cream, and then began to talk before I swallowed properly. "She went all, 'remember how we always wanted to be popular? Now it's coming true!' "

Mom looked at me sympathetically, "You know Sierra's never been popular, maybe she wanted the attention more than you think."

"This isn't helping mom, you're just telling me what I've already figured out." I said blankly. She got annoyed at this and sat back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest.

"What else have you figured out then?" She pursed her lips agian, making her pose a full on pissed off fest.

"That maybe I should let Sierra go through it. I'm afraid that I might lose her, what if she changes?" I paused, giving Mom time to think about it. "I need to know if I'm doing the right thing."

"I think you should. If she changes tell her and make her come back to Earth. She's a good friend too you Mitchie, I know she'll listen." Mom's angry pose softened and she smiled at me. I nodded once before I grabbed the bowl from the table.

I dragged myself towards the living room; I felt like a zombie, I was thinking about Shane again. It's not that bad though, he just didn't want me to know something. It's not like we'd broken up right?

I grabbed the remote and switched on the TV, it came to life slowly. It was old and tired; I really can't wait till Dad's business starts booming.

"Shane Gray is back to his old ways." My head snapped up reflexively, eyes widening in shock as the screen flashed to a demolished staged. Instruments and other electrical equipment lay scattered on the floor, some were broken. "A source says that after exchanging some words with a member of the crew, he went berserk.He punched fellow band member Nate Black before destroying the stage at yesterday's sound check."

My jaw dropped at the same time a wave of tears fell from my eyes. I heard the smashing of glass behind me but I didn't move to see what had caused it. The screen switched to some flimsy models as they moved on to another story and I let out a breath. I hadn't even realised I'd stopped.

My hands dug into my pockets and pulled out my phone. Shane was on speed dial.

"Mitchie, I'm sorry." He said the minute he answered.

"What did you do?" My tone of voice was enough to tell him that I knew what he did but I wanted to know why. I meant business. "He said some things that annoyed me. I couldn't just stand there." He tried to continue but I was too disgusted to listen to the rest. He did it because he was annoyed! He broke his promise to me because someone annoyed him!

"Save your breath Shane. You promised! Promises aren't meant to be broken! This is exactly what you said you'd never be again." I was in hysterics now. I knew it but I made no move to calm myself.

"You don't understand, babe." He called me babe. I ground my teeth together.

"What's there to understand? You snapped? Was it to hard for you to be a good guy, because I don't want to try to make you something you're not Shane!" I paused for a breath. He tried to get words in between but I was ready to say my parting words. "Oh and I'm not your babe. Not anymore."

With that I hung up and threw my phone across the room with a crazed shriek that lasted so long I didn't even hear it's collision with the wall. I went for my necklace next, attached was Shane's purity ring; the he gave to me to promise he would never be the 'bad guy' again, stupid liar! I pulled at it and broke the clasp; it went in the same direction as my phone. I snatched a pillow next; it lay on the other end of the couch and shoved it in my face. I screamed so loud that it made my head hurt.

Then I was done with the tantrums and the pain set in. It overwhelmed me; all I could see in my mind was Shane. His smile. All I could hear in my ears was his voice, singing our song. I just cried, even when my eyes were dry, red and caused me so much pain I wanted to rip them out just to stop the burning. I refused to lift my head from the pillow.

a/n: Okay, Chapter 5 is already written and is sitting on my computer saying "Post me! Post me!" But I said not until I get at least 8 reviews. I hate when people say that but I do what I want, :D