Author's Note: I'm so frustrated how I never have time to update anymore, but with the holiday coming up I've been granted some lovely time to update. I was hoping to over the weekend but it was a little hectic… I saw twilight…twice…I'm going for the third time tomorrow, and I saw the Naked Brothers band in concert. I know I'm awesome. Anyway auditions…THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE TO AUDITION…so do it now! And don't forget to review.

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Chapter 13: Misery

I wandered around like a lost puppy for quite some time. I was completely unable to find my way home, I tripped over just about everything and my blurred vision, from the waterfall of tears pouring out was not giving any help to my navigational skills. After running in to a silver pole, I miraculously found my street, it just so happened that the pole I ran into had my street's name on it. I stumbled over to the driveway bumping into a sleek limo parked on it.

Ouch.

Great, now I can't go in my house. Nate and Jason were obviously inside with Caitlin waiting for the return of Shane and I. So we could go to the airport and see them off. Now that wouldn't be happening and I couldn't just waltz in the way I was right now, all covered in dirt, with leaves in my hair and my gorgeous red blotchy face.

I heard a faint sound of a branch breaking and I quickly spun around in a circle. I was keeping my fingers crossed that it wasn't Shane. I peered down the street and no one was there. This did make me aware of the fact that Shane could be walking up the street any second, and I really couldn't face him either.

I reached up and touched my face it was damp, I quickly brushed my tears away the best I could, and silently crept over to the fence surrounding my back yard. I placed my hands on the fence, and did my best to hoist myself up. My hands trembled under my weight and the pricks from the wood pinched my hands. Unfortunately the roof was still three feet above were the fence reached its highest point. I settled myself into a sitting position on the fence right when I heard the front door creek open and Nate's voice sounded from the front porch.

"Where are they," His voice filling the air in impatience.

I shifted my wait and pulled myself over to the cover of a tree plotted nearby.

"Calm down" said a voice that had to belong to Caitlin. I could see her walk down to the sidewalk and peer down the street, just like I had a few minutes previous to now.

"Look there's Shane now."

"It's about time" Nate muttered. "We might still be able to make our- OW."

My guess was Caitlin had slapped Nate. Shane came into view about 30 seconds later.

"What happened to you?" I heard Caitlin ask with concern "Wait, where Mitchie is?"

"She's not coming." His spoke softly and with sadness.

"What do you me-"

"She's just not coming." Those words came out harsh and hit me like daggers causing me to lose my balance.

My head was throbbing but I did my best to muffle my cries of pain.

"Did anyone hear that?" I heard Jason say over the ringing in my ears.

"Yeah, it was our plane taking off without us" Nate replied.

And then they were gone.

I slowly pulled myself from up off the ground. I opened the backdoor and walked inside. There was a stinging pain coming from my elbow, my head was throbbing, all I wanted to do was curl up into a ball and stay that way for the rest of my life. Overall I was miserable.

I dragged myself into the bathroom. I kept my eyes down away from the mirror, to afraid to look at the wreck that would be staring back.

I cleaned up my elbow, wincing as I brushed disinfectant over my throbbing pain. I stepped out of my muddy clothes and stepped into the shower. The warm water burned my skin but didn't warm the coldness that was lurking inside me.

I turned the shower off and stepped out, I allowed myself to air dry briefly for just a moment then wrapping myself in a robe and sitting on the bathroom floor, I began to cry softly to myself. I began to daze off and soon was fast asleep on the bathroom floor.

I was awaken some minutes later a voice calling out my name.

"Mitchie," I heard my mother's voice "Where are you?"

"I'm in here."

"Where have you been? No one knew where you were. We were going to call the cops." My mom rambled on.

"I'm right here." I replied without feeling

"Are you okay? Did something happen?"

"I'm fine," I paused "I just want to be alone right now."

"Oh okay." She seemed hurt that I didn't want to confide in her.

I walked to my room, and locked the door. I quickly changed into flannels and a tee shirt. I collapsed on to my bed. I knew burying my face into a pillow wouldn't solve my problems, but it was the only thing that I could do for right now.

Minutes turned to hours and I heard a faint knocking on the door.

"Can I come in?" It was Caitlin. Her voice was soft with concern.

"Just leave me alone." I whispered back. I knew she would stop by later to talk to me, and later happened to be right now.

A few seconds later the door opened. Since when did she know how to pick a lock?

"You're mom told me to bring you up dinner." She placed a plate on my desk. "She thought you might be hungry."

I knew she was just making small talk, trying to butter me up, so I would talk to her. I kept my face buried in the pillow avoiding her at all cost. The bed dipped in a bit, and I could feel her presence sitting next to me.

"Shane told us what happened." I felt her gaze on me. "Do you want to talk about it?"

I shook my head.

"Well call me when you do." Just like that she got up and left.

I spent the remainder of that Sunday in my room, and the food Caitlin brought up went untouched.

The next morning I woke up and saw that I had over slept. I ran downstairs in chaos, yelling at my mom.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I yelled.

"Mitchie, I called you out of school today, I figured you needed the day off."

"But now there is nothing to distract me from…Him!" I shouted and began crying as I ran up the stairs and back to my bed which I was seeing so much of lately.

I rolled to the side coming face to face with a photo of Shane and I back at Camp Rock, it was taken during the end of us singing, this is me. Our foreheads were barely touching and our hands were interlaced, everything in that picture was perfect.

I took my hand and turned the photo over to face the wooden top of the night stand. I couldn't bear to look at it any longer nothing was perfect anymore. I had single handedly ruined my life, in less than two minutes, I felt horrible about what I had done to Shane. I had completely blindsided him, I hadn't even realized what I was doing until after it was done.

It was simple really

I needed Shane.

And life was miserable without him.

Authors Note: Happy Thanksgiving, I started writing this on Monday and well now it's Thursday (but its Friday now…). I'm really hoping I will have another update for you next week, but don't hold me to it because well school is chaotic right now. I hope you all are enjoying your Turkey day you know I am. In the spirit of Thanksgiving I want to thank all of you out there who have read this story and reviewed it, favorite it and alerted it. Now I am off to a family friends house to eat and eat some more. My beta didn't approve half the chapter because I was too impatient for her to read it. Anyways audition is below for those you haven't yet. Please review!

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