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Chapter 7:
Shanes POV
"Can you just please tell her I'm sorry for being distant? I would but she won't answer her phone, is it broken or something?"
I sat on the cold stone steps, leading into the campus' main building. It had been 9 days since Mitchie hung up on me, nine days worth of calls she's rejected. I guess she was right I am a mess. But I knew one thing, I missed her, I missed our pointless conversations, I haven't seen her in over three weeks, and it was killing me.
I heard him sigh heavily "Shane, you know I'm not good with girls and their emotions, one sign of a tear and I run a mile. But do know one thing, she misses you"
"She doesn't, I've been nothing but an ass since I've left, now she doesn't even want to talk to me...she hates me doesn't she?" I let out all my insecurities don't know what I'd do if she did hate me.
"No Shane she doesn't hate you, I don't think she could ever hate you. I just think she's more upset than mad y'know, she thinks she's losing her best friend"
I frowned, she's not losing me, I don't want to lose her. "What can I do to make it up to her? You must know you're practically with her 24/7...it's almost as if you've become my replacement" I said sadly. Nate was always the nicer, smarter, more conscientious one out of the two of us. Whereas I was the one who just managed to scrape decent grades, who had no real future but music. Nate could be anything he wanted he had the determination for it. Who wouldn't pick Nate over me? Compared to me he was perfect.
"I'm not your replacement and I don't want to be. I'm her friend"
"Are you sure? You don't have any other intentions do you?" After all he did have a massive crush on Mitchie back in junior high, it was so big, it was concerning.
"Oh My God Shane, I'm not pretending to be her friend to get lucky. I thought you would have thought more of me than that." Before I could answer he cut in again
"And please, stop feeling sorry for yourself, it's getting old. Go and do something about it Shane. If you want to talk to Mitchie but she won't answer her calls, come and visit her. You did promise you'd be down all the time and you haven't even bothered, not even once. Even Jakes made it back twice." The annoyance evident in his voice.
I guess he was right, another empty promise of mine. "I will, I'll come down Friday night and spend the weekend, thanks Nate! I'm sorry for doubting you. You look after her yeah?"
"Of course I will. See you on Friday, do you want me to tell Mitchie you're coming down or make it a surprise?"
I smiled "I think a surprise, just make sure she hasn't created a 'Shane' voodoo doll by then"
He laughed "Okay, I'll try; I'm a bit of a pushover, Bye"
"Bye"
I pressed the end call button, and placed the phone back in my bag; I hoisted myself off the steps and made my way for piano lessons. I needed to make it up for Mitchie; I was going to make sure this weekend was one she would never going to forget.
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The next day (Thursday)
Mitchie POV
I stare at the ladders before me before placing my left foot cautiously on the bottom step and carefully climbed up, trying my best not to lose my footing in the process. I lift myself into the wooden tree house and remove the tattered photo album from under my arm. I scan the surroundings for an empty corner amongst the boxes of old belongings. I drag myself to the empty space and sat down playing the album on my lap. I ran my fingers over the embossed titling saying "Mitchie and Shane, Best Friends Forever"
I remember forcing him to help me one rainy day not long before he left, making him cut out numerous photos and shapes whilst I leisurely flicked through the endless photos of us over the years. From our my first day at kindergarten with Shane towering over me slightly smiling widely, knowing he was a "big kid" at school to us at Shanes prom. Yeah that's right I went to his senior prom with him.
He had endless offers from various girls yet he never gave them an answer. He said that he wanted someone who he knew he could have a good time with, and apparently that was me. I remember when he asked me, my heart rate increased tenfold, my hands became sweaty as thousands of butterflies erupted in my stomach. Excited was an understatement.
Prom night was perfect; I came downstairs in my teal full length gown as Shane waited at the bottom smiling. Just as I had dreamt, many, many times. I opened the album and I flicked to the group picture; me and Shane in the middle, with Jake and his girl friend at the time- Natasha, with our parents and Nate at either side.
God I miss him. I'm not angry anymore, to be honest I haven't been for a few days now, I was just scared to talk to him, for him to tell me that I'm no longer needed, that my service to him as a best friend is up. Pathetic? I know. But I couldn't help but doubt.
I spent hours flicking through page after page of photographs each one with a sentence or two about what happened.
I shut the book and looked up out the make shift window protected by a fragile piece of glass, noticing that the sun was nearly set. I sigh as I make my way back inside, for yet another night of pointless homework and empty dreams.
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Shane POVs
I flung a simple grey tee into my weekend bag as I zipped it up, placing it beside the front door. I spent the best part of my day planning how to make it up to Mitchie, now knowing exactly what to do. I've brought all her favourite films; I'm going to cook both her favourite meals of all time, take her shopping. And redecorate our tree house, our oasis.
I glanced at the clock, noticing how late it was, I only had one lesson tomorrow, so I should be back home before she gets back from school. All I'm worried about is if she even wants to see me.
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I groan as I drag myself through the crowded halls trying to make my way as quickly as possible back to my apartment. Vocal class was over and I was going home. I left the campus and made started my two minute walk through the park to reach the apartment.
I mentally cursed myself as I walked the flights of stairs, whoever thought it was a good idea to have a top floor flat was wrong, very, very wrong. I closed my eyes as I climbed up the last few steps as my thighs began to burn with the pain of using them.
"Shane" my eyes shot open to the small quiet voice, Sarah?
"Hi" I replied, equally as silent, what was she doing here, how did she know where I lived? Confession: I haven't spoken to her since....yeah, not very gentleman like aye?
"Can we talk?" I stepped closer as she got up off the floor, where she was previously sitting crossed legged.
"Now's, really not a good time Sarah, I've got places to be" It wasn't a lie, I did.
"Please Shane" she sounded...desperate?
"Cant it wait till Monday?" I really didn't want to hang around here any longer than I had to, even if it was 5 minutes
"Shane. I need to talk to you" she said bluntly
I sighed "Fine, Five minutes" she nodded meekly as I opened my apartment door, stepping aside to let her in before me.
I put my bag on the dining table, as she made her way to the sofa, sitting down on the edge, her hands stuffed firmly in her lap. I watched her for a second intensely, noticing her body language had changed since the first time I met her, her carefree, confident persona had been replaced with a shy and timid one.
I placed myself on the arm chair directly opposite her, "so, what was it you wanted to talk about?" curiosity was getting the better or me.
"Well...I-"she bit her lip as she turned her head towards the floor. I remained silent as I saw her mouth open again "I-I-"
"What?" I asked quietly, whatever it was it wasn't something good whatever it was. She was basically on the verge of tears. I edged forward in my chair.
She breathed in heavily, raising her head and looked at me directly in the eyes, tears now running freely down her cheeks
"I'm pregnant."
I froze as I had the overwhelming urge to vomit, I must have heard her wrong there was no way she was "Pregnant?"
She nodded simply as she closed her blood shot eyes, "How? Okay I know how, but are you sure?"
"Yes"
"But those pregnancy test things are always accurate" I was questioning anything I could, hoping that maybe I would say something which she didn't think of, that maybe she wasn't pregnant, that in fact I was still asleep, sleeping through the worst nightmare I've ever experienced.
"What about five? All saying positive, is that accurate enough for you?" she raised her voice as she got up from the sofa
"How did this happen?" it was a question more to myself than her but she still answered it for me
"Oh I don't know Shane, maybe when you jumped into bed with me"
"Well why you weren't on the pill or something, like most girls" I too was getting angry, angry at her, angry at myself. Angry at the both of us, if we hadn't of gotten so drunk...
She groaned fustratedly "Funnily enough Shane I don't make a habit of drunkenly jumping into bed with a guy I hardly know!"
I threw my hands up as I ran them through my hair "Who else knows?" knowing that she lived with Caitlyn and if Caitlyn knew then.... Jake would know... who would tell Mitchie.
"Oh my god Mitchie."
"Who?" Sarah looked at me confused. I just stood there frozen to the spot, my mind went blank "Shane who is Mitchie?" she asked again. I opened my mouth but nothing came out, my ability to speak had gone. She looked even more panicked then before "Oh no, no, no, no" she shook her head "Don't tell me you have a girlfriend at home" she inhaled as she began to rub her temples with her hands "I'm a home wrecker. Oh my god" She backed away towards the door "that's who you're going to see aren't you?"
"Calm down" I said simply
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN CALM DOWN? HOW CAN I JUST CALM DOWN?" she was hysterical
"She's not my girlfriend" I watched as her expression relaxed slightly. But it made no difference to me, girlfriend or not, this was going to ruin everything. She was still the most important person in my life. In the space of a matter of minutes my world has turned upside down. How did one night, two and a half weeks ago have to lead to this? Why me? Was this karma?
"Could you please leave?" I said coldly
"What?"
"I said, could you please leave, I've got places to go"
"But what about the-"
"The baby? Sarah, you've just dropped a massive bomb, and I near to clear my head up, I'll support you and the baby but for now, can you please just leave me alone"
"Okay" she smiled slightly as she let herself out. As soon as I heard the door click, I collapsed on the floor. And began to cry hysterically. I was going to be a father.
So there you go there's part one! I thought id split it in two as otherwise you'll have drama overload, and plus I've got so much work to do.
SO THERE YOU GO SHANES KNOCKED HER UP, THERES ANOTHER CATCH, BUT YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT A FEW MORE CHAPTERS FOR THAT ONE!
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SPOILERS:
SHANE VISITS MITCHIE
MITCHIE GETS A WEEKEND SHE'LL NEVER FORGET
NATE AND JAKE ARENT HAPPY.