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Mitchie's POV

Shane was standing there, tears streaming down his face, and eyes opened wide, in terror. I had a few tears down my face, myself. I realized I could not hold it back any longer. I ran.

I ran as fast as I could.

Away from bus.

Away from life.

Away from Shane.....

I stopped once I reached the hotel we were staying in. Yeah, I know, but we stay in the bus because it is home. We sleep in the hotels at night.

Anyway. I ran up to my room and locked myself in it. Once inside, I burst out into sobs and flung myself at the bed. I don't know how long I cried, but when I stopped, my eyes were red rimmed, my throat was sore, and I was out of tears. These are the effects of extreme sadness. But you know what hurt me more? That Shane used me like a pawn to be happy. He lied to me. He used me!!

I heard a knock at the door. Nate's voice floated in, "Mitchie! You in there? Please let me in!!"

I was torn. On one hand, I needed Nate, he would understand me. On the other hand, after what he did to me with Tess, I was not sure I could trust him.

"Mitchie!! I know you hate me, but please! Let me explain!!,"

Explain? What could he explain? Were'nt the things explained enough already?

"Mitchie!! I have the key! If you don't open the door this very second, I will open the door myself,"

Jeez. What a pain in the butt.

"Fine. I'm coming in!,"

Nate did come in. He rushed to me, and hugged me. I started sobbing again. Nate drew circles on my back. My sobbing lasted for 23 seconds. Okay. Now I am out of tears. Nate pushed me and looked at me.

"Guess someone forgot to apply water proof Mascara today!," he joked. I laughed.

His face became serious again, "Look," he said, "I apologize. For being a bastard. For hurting you. And most of all, for mentioning Andrea. Mitchie, you have to understand. Shane was seriously in love with her. He missed her like crazy. But he never used you. You and Andrea might be similar. But Shane sees you differently. He never lied to you. Shane simply just wants to avoid mentioning her. He wanted to explain all this to you once he had forgiven himself. Give him some time, okay?"

He never broke contact. Not even once. I believed him. I understood. Shane needed sometime. How could I be so selfish?

"Lets hold a family meeting, kay? We all can discuss this matter," said Nate, once again making a contact. I nodded. Then we went back.

Once we reached the bus, Jason rushed to us.

"Calm down Jase," I said, "I'm fi.......,"

"Shane........," he breathed.

"What?"

"Shane!,"

"Shane what?"

"Shane left, but not without a note!,"

"Hand it over. NOW!!!!," I yelled. I couldn't trust Shane. Not with the aggressive attitude of him.

Jason handed Nate the note. He read it once, and his expression widened. He quickly pushed me and Jason into the car, and Jason, casting one glance at my alarmed yet confused look, gave me the note. It said:

Dear Mitchie,

I Love You. Mitchie, I will never be able to love you as much as I loved Andrea, but I still love you. Thank You for being the guiding light of my life. Thank You for helping me accept myself. I'm sorry You couldn't stay long enough to help me forgive myself, but oh well, I did figure out a way to do it. I killed Andy. And now I don't think I deserve to live. I 'm so sorry I made you sad. I am so sorry. Please forgive me.

I Love You

Shane

Fuck.........................

I'm done. Please tell me how do you want Tess to leave. And please tell me what you think!

EnchantixTracy (I'm not the dorky girl now, because I just wrote this chapter in 11:30 minutes)