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White. That was the first thing noticed. The room was white. Plain white. Not cream or pale yellow. Just white.

And then I faintly recognized the sound in my ears. It was that sound that beeped at every heart beat.

Sunlight streamed in through the windows. The white curtains swayed forward and back, appearing as if they were dancing.

And then I noticed a very pale woman, hidden under the white sheets. As I walked towards her, I noticed the faint smile on her face.

Suddenly, all my nervousness was gone. All I cared about was the fact that how could someone make someone as innocent looking as Shane's mom so sad.

"Mom," said Shane, "This is Mitchie, my girlfriend, and Mitchie, this is my mom,"

"Hi," she said shyly, still under the sheets.

"Hi Mrs. Gray," I said.

"Oh please," she said, "Call me Angela,"

"Hi Angela," I said.

She came out from the sheets and sat up straight. That's when I noticed how sweet looking she really was.

"So you're the one who makes my son so happy," she said.

"I don't know," I said looking at him, "Maybe,"

"Maybe," she said, winking at me.

I smiled, and relaxed. All my tension was gone.

"How long have you guys known each other?" she asked.

"Not long," Shane said, "Maybe two months, or something,"

"Ah," she said, nodding.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"Much better," she said.

"Is he here?" asked Shane.

"I don't know. The last time I saw him was last week,"

Shane muttered something bad under his breath.

"Anyway," she said, "Mitchie, tell me somethng about yourself,"

"Well," I said, "My name is Michelle Defilia Torres, but everyone calls me Mitchie. I was born, raised, and still being raised in New Jersey," I paused as she laughed, "I am a senior at my school, and I love writing,"

"Wonderful. What do you write? Songs, perhaps?"

"Um, no" I said, "Actually, yes, I do write songs sometimes, but I'm better at writing stories,"

"Ah," she said again.

"Anyway, I...," I stopped as the nurse entered the room.

"Mrs. Gray," she said, "We need you to sign here for the room exchange,"

"Oh, okay," she said.

"All done," said the nurse, "We can proceed now,"

Then, two more nurses came in, and helped her move to the next room.

xXx

Shane's POV

"I like this room," said Mitchie, "It's more open, and the window has a great view of the outside,"

"Yeah," I said.

"Shane," said my mom, "Honey, open the window,"

"Sure," I said, walking over.

I opened the window, and purposefully maneuvered my hand to catch Mitchie's.

Our fingers interlocked, and we smiled at each other.

And this moment broke abruptly as the door opened with a bang.

"What the hell were you thinking...," my dad stopped as he saw us.

"Shane," he snarled.

"Zac," I said, with equal hate. Possibly, even more.

"What're you doing here?"

"Meeting my mom," I said, "What are you doing here?"

"Meeting my wife, of course," he said as he gave me a fake smile.

I felt nauseous as he smiled.

"Get out," was all I said.

"What?"

"Get out,"

"Why you...,"

"Stop," I heard someone say.

"But Angela," said Zac, "Shane's being an asshole again,"

"Don't call my son an asshole," she said, tears filling up her eyes.

"But he was...," he tried again, but stopped as he noticed Mitchie. His eyes immediately scanned her body, and focused on her chest.

I pulled her behind me, and gave him a death glare.

He grinned, looked away, and went out.

"Mrs. Gray," I heard Mitchie say.

I looked over to my mother, and saw that she was crying.

I went over to her, and hugged her. Mitchie came from the other side, and hugged her from there.

And we stayed like that, talking and comforting each other.

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