A/N: There's quite a bit of swearing in this chapter so I just thought I'd warn you guys. :P

Disclaimer: I don't own Camp Rock. Trust me, if I did, Shane would have made Mitchie's 'Camp Rock' a long time ago ;) haha...

Arizona

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Chapter Seven – What You Wanted

Mitchie stood on Caitlyn's doorstep shivering a little bit from the chill November air. She had just came from Shane's loft after their little rendezvous last night and she needed to pick up Hayley. After knocking a few more times, the door swung open and Caitlyn welcomed her in.

"Hey, where's Hayley? Is she sleeping?" Mitchie asked looking around and not seeing her daughter.

Caitlyn walked around to face Mitchie. She stared at her, squinting her eyes and taking steps back and forth toward her. "Oh my gosh, you're glowing. You totally slept with him!"

"Wait, you can tell just by looking at me! Do you think Ken's gonna notice something's weird about me?"

"No, no, guys can't see that kind of stuff. He'll just think you got a tan or something." Caitlyn grabbed Mitchie's hand and dragged her over to the couch. The two plopped down and Caitlyn turned off the TV show she was watching before Mitchie arrived.

"So, how was it?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Uh, that's for me to know and you never to find out." Mitchie answered, a satisfied smirk on her face.

"So was this just another one night stand or are you guys gonna sneak around behind Ken's back?" Mitchie frowned at the question. She remembered what she had told Shane last night.

"It's not just sex. We're going to be a legit couple...just as soon as I break things off with Ken."

"Which will be soon, right?" Caitlyn's question caused Mitchie to stare off into space. Obviously she was avoiding answering. "Mitchie! You have to break up with Ken like, now!"

"I know, I know but you know how he gets. What if he gets all pissed and – I don't even wanna think about it." Mitchie said holding her hands up in protest.

"Well you better start thinking about it soon because its gonna be Thanksgiving soon and you have to decide who's family you're gonna spend it with; Shane's or Ken's."

Mitchie hated to admit it but Caitlyn was right. She felt like a hypocrite for feeling this way but she did still have some feelings for Ken. Even though he could be an ass she knew that he could be sweet to her...he just never did. But then again, she had obvious feelings for Shane. She barely knew the guy outside of the things she read about him in magazines and saw about him on talk shows but there was something about him. He made her feel...she couldn't describe it. She knew if she dropped what she had with Shane she'd always wonder 'what if' and that would eat her up inside.

"What about Hayley? If I just break it off with Ken, how's Hayley gonna feel? She still thinks that's her dad." Caitlyn fretted before coming up with a plan.

"Just tell her the truth. She's almost three years old and she's way smart for her age. She'll understand and if she doesn't, its not like she's gonna care. She loves Shane, right?"

Damn. She was right again. Sometimes Mitchie wondered why she even talked to Caitlyn. All she ever did was make her feel like everything she thought was wrong was really right.

"Fine. I'll do it next week." Mitchie said proudly.

"Next week? Why next week?" Caitlyn asked.

"Because that means I can still sneak around with Shane for a week. There's something...thrilling about sneaking around with him." That was partly true but the real reason why she wanted to wait a week was so that she could give Ken one last chance. If she could see that maybe he really did love her then she'd try to figure out something else with Shane. She highly doubted he would but then again, she also highly doubted she'd ever see Shane again and look how that turned out.

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Two Days Later

Shane stood in Starbucks, picking up a latte he had just ordered. It had been a few days since he had seen Mitchie and even though he wanted to see her, the time away from her gave him some 'Shane Time'. He had managed to pen a few songs, call Nate and Jason to check up on them and he even gave an over-the-phone interview concerning his whereabouts. As soon as Ken was completely out of the picture and Mitchie was fully his, Shane could go ahead and call his life perfect.

"Thanks," As Shane turned to leave the counter with his latte, he accidentally collided with the man who was standing behind him. The crash sent Shane to the floor and Shane's drink on the man's shirt. "Ow..."

"Oh, that's just perfect! Thanks a lot buddy..." the man yelled at Shane as he tried to dab the coffee off of his white button-up dress shirt. Shane stood up and took a better look at this guy. He was your typical overworked man. He had on what looked like to be an overly expensive suit and a black trench coat.

"Chill man, ever heard of an accident?" Shane asked him harshly. The man gawked at him.

"Ever heard of watching where you're going?" he shot back at Shane. Shane couldn't believe this guy. He wasn't the one who fell on the floor and lost his drink. "Wait, you're that Gray guy. The singer, right?"

Shane rolled his eyes. As soon as Mr. Loud Mouth uttered those words, nearly everyone in the cafe turned to look at him. He saw some of their eyes widen when they realized who he was. Oh great..., Shane thought. He had spent quite some time being elusive in Phoenix. Maybe it was finally time he got caught.

"I'll get you another latte right away Mr. Gray!" the boy behind the counter yelled to him. Shane turned to face him and put his hand up as if to tell him not to.

"It's okay. I wasn't really that thirsty anyway." The man Shane had ran into grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around.

"So you think because you're some big celebrity you can just do whatever you want?" he asked him. People were starting to gather around them now.

"No, I don't. And its just a shirt. Don't get your panties in a bunch." Shane spat at him. He usually wasn't this way with people but this guy was really starting to tick him off.

Just as the guy started toward Shane, his fist balled, another man dressed exactly like him came up behind him, holding him back. "Come on Ken, we're gonna be late."

Shane's eyes widened and a nervous laugh escaped from his lips. "Holy crap, you're Ken." He held his hands up in front of the guy and started to back away toward the door. Everyone stared at him like he was crazy but Shane just wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible.

Once he got into his car, he had rested his head on the steering wheel. Of all the overly angry lawyers for Shane to run into he had to run into him. His head was spinning. Maybe he was wrong. Ken was a common name, right? Especially for lawyers, right? Who was he kidding? Shane knew the man he had ran into was in fact that Ken. If he got that upset over spilt coffee, he could only imagine what other little things ticked him off. He didn't want that kind of guy around Hayley and Mitchie.

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Mitchie laid in bed holding a film strip of pictures of herself and Shane that they had taken at one of those photo booths in the mall. The first three were goofy but the last one, Shane had caught her by surprise by kissing her. Looking at the pictures made her think about what she told Caitlyn. According to her own stipulations, Ken had three days to prove that there was still an ounce of him that loved Mitchie. So far, he had been failing at it. He was spending more time at the office and didn't even bother to ask where she went when she would leave and not return until the next morning.

Mitchie's thoughts were interrupted by the man himself storming through the bedroom door. She quickly put the strip of pictures under her pillow and gave him a weak smile. He didn't see it, however. He had stormed into the room and started taking off his clothes. She noticed the giant coffee stain on his shirt.

"You will never guess what happened today," he started. Mitchie didn't say anything. She wasn't really in the guessing mood. "I was at Starbucks and this...prick spills his latte all over my shirt, right? So I'm getting in the guy's face and guess who it was? It was that horrid teeny-bop pop star Sean Gray."

"It's Shane. His name is Shane Gray." Mitchie corrected almost without thinking. Ken wondered why she would care if he got the guy's name right or wrong but shrugged it off.

"Yeah, Sean, Shane, same thing." he muttered. Mitchie rolled her eyes at him.

"No, its not the same thing. If you're gonna talk about him at least get his name right." her words not only shocked Ken, but herself as well.

"Okay, what's been up with you lately?" he asked her. She shrugged her shoulders. "You've been acting...different. Like last night when-"

"Ken I wasn't even here last night." She pointed out. He muttered an 'Oh' and slipped into another shirt. "You're not even gonna ask me where I was? I bet you didn't even notice that Hayley isn't here, did you?"

"You're a grown woman, you can go wherever you want at night and it's not my job to keep up with the kid-"

Mitchie was done. She was done with his attitude, the way he talked about Hayley, the way he talked to her and the way he treated them both. Three days wasn't going to change anything. She was certain of it.

"Yes, it is your job to keep up with her! She's your daughter, why can't you act like her father?" she yelled, standing up from the bed.

"What are you talking about? I do act like her father," he said, not looking at her but instead looking in his drawer for a pair of socks.

"No, you don't. A father would take her out for ice cream and make her feel better when she hurts herself. A real father would actually pay attention to the fact that her birthday is in five days. You're nothing but a ATM machine." Ken turned and faced her. He looked half confused and half upset.

"Where do you get off talking to me like that, huh? I work my ass off to provide for you two and this is how you talk to me?" Mitchie gave him a sarcastic laugh.

"When are you gonna realize that its not about money. It was never about money. I'd rather be broke and in love than rich and miserable."

"Are you saying you're miserable?" Ken asked taking small steps toward her.

"I'm not saying I'm happy..." Mitchie said folding her hands over her chest.

"Well if you think that being with me is miserable," he quickly grabbed a hold of her wrist, gripping it tighter than he knew he should. "Let me show just how miserable things can get."

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Shane sat on his couch, his laptop on his lap, trying to find some fun ideas of how to celebrate Hayley's upcoming birthday when there was a knock at the door.

"Hang on," he yelled out thinking it was the food he had ordered to be delivered to his loft. The knocks got more persistent and Shane groaned and stood up to go answer it. "Don't you know the meaning of-"

"Hey Shane," Shane's mouth opened and his mind went blank. It was the fact that Mitchie was standing in front of him right now that shocked him, it was the state she was in. She was smiling but crying at the same time. She had a bruise under her eye and her cheeks were tearstained. Her hair was all over the place and she just looked disheveled all together.

"Mitchie..." That was all Shane could say. He didn't know what to say. He grabbed the bags that she was holding out of her hand and sat them inside of his living room.

"I broke it off with Ken," she said with a dry laugh before she broke down crying. Shane opened his arms, pulling her into a hug. He led her in, closing the door with his foot. The two of them sat on his couch, and he stared at her, not really knowing what he should do.

"Mitchie, what happened?" he asked. She stopped crying and wiped the eye that wasn't bruised and looked up at him.

"It just got out of hand. I was so sick of him and I just started telling him things I've been wanting to say forever. I told him I was miserable and he...he..." Shane hugged her again as she started to cry again. He continued comforting her until he felt her stop crying.

"Your eye, did he hit you?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowing into an angry expression. She nodded her head, not looking at him. "Where's Hayley? Was she there?"

Mitchie shook her head. "She was with Caitlyn. She still is actually. I wanted to pick her up but I didn't want her to see me like this."

"We can both go get her later, okay?" Shane told her trying to sound as warm and comforting as possible.

"I fucked up Shane. I should've just never told him all that stuff. I should've just left without telling him anything. Now Hayley and I don't have anywhere to stay."

"Mitchie you know that you and Hayley can stay here. And you didn't fuck up, okay? He did. He's gonna regret putting his hands on you, trust me." Shane grabbed her hands and led her to the bathroom. She sat on the edge of the bathtub and Shane grabbed a washcloth from inside of the small closet inside of the bathroom. He ran it under cold water and sat next to her. He wiped her cheeks, first the one that wasn't bruised. When he reached for the one that was bruised, she flinched. Seeing her like this, it hurt him and angered him at the same time. She didn't deserve that kind of treatment.

"I'm not gonna hurt you," Shane said grabbing one of her hands with his free hand. She nodded for him to continue and he gently ran the washcloth over her bruised cheek.

"Hey, at least you got what you wanted now." Mitchie said to him, giving him a weak smile. He frowned at her.

"I never wanted this. Yeah, I wanted us to be together but if I would've known he would've done this to you..." Shane trailed off. He couldn't focus at the moment. His thoughts were consumed with getting to Ken. He wanted to see him, face to face. "Will you be alright here by yourself?"

"Where are you going?" she asked him watching him stand from the bathtub's edge.

"He's not gonna get away with this." he said, only referring to Ken as 'he'. "You stay here. Take a shower, clean up and get comfortable. I'm gonna go talk to him and then I'll get Hayley on my way back, okay?"

Mitchie nodded. She wanted to tell Shane not to go but she knew he wouldn't have listened. She had only known Shane to be a sweet guy. The only time she really saw him get angry was when he first found out about Ken. And that look that he had in his eye that night was the same look that he had right now. She knew he was intent on getting to Ken.

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Ken stood in his kitchen running hot water over his hands. He turned and looked at his living room. The coffee table was knocked over and the couch pillows were scattered over the floor. He didn't want things to get out control like they did but he just couldn't believe that Mitchie would think that living with him was 'miserable'. If he was in her shoes, he would never be as ungrateful as she was. He'd actually appreciate the luxuries she got.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. He walked over, through the scattered couch pillows and opened the door. When he opened it, his face twisted into a confused expression.

"What the hell?" he asked. "What are you doing here and how'd you find my house?"

"You're a bastard, you know?"

"Whoa, is this about the whole Starbucks thing because-"

"You think its okay to hit a woman?" Ken's eyes squinted. It was strange enough that Shane Gray was standing at his door but it was even stranger that he seemed to be pissed off and was questioning him about the situation that had just took place in his living room. When he didn't answer, Shane shoved him backwards and entered his house.

"Hang on a second-"

"No, answer me. Do you think hitting a woman makes you more of a man?" Shane yelled at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Ken said holding up his hands in defense. Shane threw his head back and laughed before shoving him again, this time sending him to the floor. "Hey man-"

"You don't deserve someone like Mitchie." Shane said, standing over him. "She should've left your pathetic ass a long time ago."

"How do you know about Mitchie? Where is all this coming from?" Ken asked confused.

"I don't have to answer your questions, okay? I'm just here to do this," Shane dropped his fist down right on top of Ken's left eye. He squirmed around on the floor holding his face.

"Consider your ass sued for assault!" he yelled out at Shane.

"If you sue me for assault, I'll make sure Mitchie sues your for domestic abuse." Ken removed his hands from his face to look at Shane. He had this smile on his face as if he had defeated Ken. Before Ken could say anything, Shane threw a small diamond ring at him.

Ken laid on his living room floor utterly confused watching Shane Gray leave his house. He had just been punched in the face and thrown his ex-fiancee's engagement ring. He had certainly had one odd day.

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So I kinda hated this chapter but I just wanted to get rid of Ken. HAHA So, no longer will Ken be 'Smitchie's' problem. They're gonna have a new problem starting at the next chapter. :P Did you guys really think I'd let them let happily ever after this soon? HAHA.

Well, leave me a nice little review and I'll try to update as soon as I can (since stupid school is about to start back again).

Thanks For Reading! :]