Hello my lovely readers and reviewers! I'm glad you liked the last chapter even though it was mainly Nate's POV and Shane
So I decided to spend my geography lesson today planning the upcoming chapters, and ill warn you, this fic is going to be LONG, is that a good thing or a bad thing? Let me know! (So far I've mapped out the happenings till chapter 32 lol!
Anyway ENJOY! And I was so bored I've named the chapters! Cos I'm that cool
Chapter 9: the revelation
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Mitchie POV
I turned my key in the door to be instantly hit by the blaring music which was currently ringing through my house. Mom and dad aren't due back for a couple more hours and to be honest the Fray isn't their type of music. I closed the door behind me, slipping my jacket off and placing it over the banister. I quietly made my way down the hall and into the kitchen to see Shane...cooking? Shane could barely cook toast! I stood in the doorway as I watched him dancing and singing with his back to me, trying my best to stifle back my laughter
"Early morning, City breaks
I've been calling for years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
You never send me no letters
You got some kind of nerve, taking all I want
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Where were you where were you?
Lost and insecure
you found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
why'd you have to wait?
Where were you, where were you?
Just a little late
you found me, you found me
why'd you have to wait
to find me, to find me"
I broke out in applause after his somewhat dramatic rendition of the song; he switched the radio off and quickly turned around to face me, with a disappointed look upon his face
"Hey I thought I told you not to be back for like an hour, not 8 minutes."
"Well you told me that you had errands to run, plus Nate was on the phone...say, why are you in my kitchen creating havoc?
He moved to the side showing me numerous ingredients, and two recipes, I leaned over reading the titles quickly "I wanted to cook your favourite meal as a surprise, but I guess the element of surprise is out the window"
I smiled widely, moving closer towards him, wrapping my arms around his muscular torso "You didn't have to do this" he wrapped his arms tightly around me.
"But I wanted to... I just want this weekend to be good, to make up for the past few weeks of me being a total ass"
I pulled away reluctantly and simply stated "You can't cook"
He raised his hand to his chest and mocked hurt "Ouch Mitchie, that's a low shot"
I walked over to the kitchen counter, picking up a knife and began to chop the peppers into small cubes
"What are you doing?" he asked me
"I'm helping you, otherwise tomorrow we'll both be suffering from food poisoning." I heard him laugh as he walked up the counter, I watched him out the corner of my eye as he dug his hand into the bowl of cheesecake mix and...
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Shane's POV
I walked up towards her scooping some of the cheesecake mix from the bowl into my hand, how dare she say I was a dangerous cook! I took a step to the side and raised my hand, throwing the mixture over her. I smiled mischievously as she dropped the knife abruptly
She turned around slowly, her mouth hanging open "Oh you did not just do that"
"Oh, but I did" I said triumphantly
She bit her lip and shook her head "Oh you're gunna pay for that" she reached over grabbing the rest of the mixture, knowing exactly what was coming next, I tried to duck, but my reactions were too slow.
I bought my hand to my face and wiped of the mixture from my eyes. I blinked a few times, regaining my sight properly too see her smiling widely with her left hand on her hip and her right still holding the now empty bowl.
"Bad move Mitch, bad move, you know I always win. "
"Oh you wish Grey"
I narrowed my eyes as I made a move for the bowl of chopped vegetables, as she grabbed the freshly drained noodles "Game on Torres, game on"
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We breathed a sigh of relief as we stood still looking around, inspecting the freshly cleaned kitchen. It was safe to say dinner was out of the window. After covering each other and the Torres' kitchen in various ingredients we began our clean up mission, knowing that Mitchie's parents arrival was imminent.
I zipped up my jacket as I heard the door open, covering the huge stain which was now situated in the middle of my tee.
I watched as Steve and Connie came in the kitchen "Shane! How lovely to see you" Connie said as she wrapped her arms around me. Ever since I was little I had always seen Mitchie's parents as mine too and vice versa, it was as if we had adopted one another into our families. I looked up at the fan, still embraced in Connie's arms, noticing a stray noodle hanging loosely. I motioned my hands behind Ms Torres back to get Mitchie's attention and pointed up to the fan. Her eyes widened slightly as she leaped up grabbing the noodle just as her mum pulled away.
"Are you staying over tonight?" she asked. That was another thing I loved about our parents, was the fact that we could stay around one another's house, no questions asked. They were perfectly fine with our friendship.
I shook my head "I would love to but I haven't even seen my own parents yet, I think they think I'm neglecting them!
I said my goodbyes and made my way back to my house, hoping that they hadn't decided to go out. I opted for the back door; I opened the door, to see Nate sitting down at the Kitchen table, drinking a can of dr pepper.
Honestly seeing him without a can of that stuff in his hand is a rarity. He looked up at me blankly, before returning his gaze on the can. I dropped my bag at the door and walked over to the fridge, grabbing myself a can as I sat down opposite him.
"Hey man" I greeted him, silence. Okay, this wasn't like Nate, you had to practically threaten him to shut him up, and even then it didn't work. "Nate, you alright"
He looked up at me again, glaring before getting up from his seat, grabbing his can of drink and walking out. What the hell was that?
Nate's POV
I finished strumming various chords on my guitar as I looked up at the time- 11:50, Jake was going to be here soon. Ever since he told me last night I haven't spoken to any of them, knowing that if I did, there was a strong chance that I'd tell him that I knew and tell her everything.
After several attempts of Shane asking me how I was and why I was being so quiet, he gave up, returning to the sofa bed in the living room. Okay so Shane does have a bed, yet it's situated about 4 ft opposite mine, and there was no way I was letting him in. I had locked my door, refusing access. After all I didn't need the temptation of killing him in his sleep.
I put down my guitar and looked out my window, which happened to back out onto the back yard. I looked to my right, seeing the Torres' garden. Shane was there, with Mitchie. In the midst of me ignoring him he told me his plans to recreate their tree house 'bringing it into the 21st century', somehow I don't think a tin of paint and 2 pairs of hands could ever save that decrepit tree house.
I hated the fact that in a matter of minutes that my brother would be breaking my best friends heart, after her being so happy only moments before. My brother was a complete idiot, but he would be equally as broken, as much as I dislike him at this current moment in time, I couldn't abandon him, he'd need someone just as much Mitchie.
Just then my phone began to vibrate, it was a message from Jake "I'm outside; let's get this over and done with". I stuffed my phone in my pocket and took one last glance out the window at the two of them, laughing. I couldn't help but sigh, everything was going to change. And she's completely oblivious.
I reach the bottom of the stairs and open my front door to see Jake leaning against his car with a somewhat apprehensive expression spread across his face "You ready?" he asked calmly.
"As I'll ever be" I pulled the door shut behind me as we made the short walk from my house into their backyard. I looked up into the tree house to see Mitchie painting the inside beige whilst Shane was on the ground looking through various cardboard boxes filled with childhood toys and memories.
He looked up at us and smiled, as I gulped. I nodded as a way of greeting him as I raised my hand ushering him towards us. He got up off his feet and walked towards us
"Hey guys, here to see Mitch?" he asked happily
"Err, no actually it's you" I said, knowing that there was no going back now.
"Shane" it was Jakes turn to talk "We know"
He raised an eyebrow "Know what?" sounding completely unaware
"Caitlyn told me Shane." That's when he got exactly what we were on about. He instantly paled and looked at me apologetically
"Nate I-"
"Look Shane, we'll talk about everything later, but you've got to tell Mitchie. Now" I was surprised how collected I sounded
"Now? But look at her, she's happy, I don't want to ruin her weekend" he looked desperate, desperate for a way to get out of telling her just yet.
Jake placed a hand on his shoulder "Sooner the better Shane, either way she's going to get broken..."
He put his head in his hands and mumbled "She's going to hate me... "
"Probably "Jake stated simply "You are a complete and utter idiot... and after you're done telling her, I'm taking you to tell your folks"
"What! No! I'd rather be shot right here right now!!"
"Its better to get it out in the open, gives them a chance to adjust to it slightly before we head back tomorrow..."
He nodded "Okay, just leave me alone with Mitchie, she doesn't need an audience"
Both Jake and I nodded as we watched him walk away and call her down from the tree house. I watched as she happily jumped down, noticing both of us, smiling and waving enthusiastically. Shane looked back and gave us one more desperate look before Jake pulled my arm; signally it was our time to leave.
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Mitchie POV
I watched as Nate as Jake left before returning my gaze on Shane, just wait till he sees the inside of the thee house, so I may have decided to paint flowers on the walls rather than a solid block of colour, but he'd get over it.
I looked at him curiously, his expression had changed dramatically over the past few minutes, we were both laughing, joking around and now he looks like he's on the verge of tears?!
"Are you okay Shane?" I asked quietly, sounding slightly worried, he shook his head.
"Mitchie" he managed to say "There's something I've got to tell you"
"Okay..." I bit my lip slightly, force of habit.
"Do you remember the morning I hung up on you?" I nodded knowing that if I interrupted he might not want to continue "Well it was because I remembered something, something that happened the night before"
Okay now I was getting worried. "I went to this party with your brother, and he left me to go flirt with Caitlyn, so I was pretty much a loner. Until someone tapped me on the shoulder and we started talking. ..Her name was Sarah"
Oh no he's going to tell me he's got yet another girlfriend. I felt a small pain ring through my chest, he was entitled to date people, he wasn't my property, I wish. I nodded slightly indicating that I was still listening
He looked towards the floor before continuing "Anyway, I didn't want to go back to my apartment because you know how much of a ladies' man your brother is, and I was already not in the best state of mind after several beers...I went back to hers to crash on her couch ..." he stopped and ran his hands through his hair
"Just tell me Shane" I said quietly and calmly,
"Sarah...she and I..... Mitch, she's pregnant, Sarah and I slept together"
I froze as I dropped the paintbrush that I was holding tightly. Maybe I was hearing things "what?"
"Sarah and I are having a baby"
My chest tightened as I heard those words for a second time, he was lying, this was a joke, a cruel joke. His sense of humour is lame. "No you're not" I said trying to convince myself in the process
He looked up from the ground, his eyes shining from tears that were building up "Mitch we are" his voice barely audible
"But that doesn't make any sense... you promised..."
"I know Mitchie, I was drunk, it's been eating away at me for ages"
I closed my eyes, fighting back the tears "Who else knows? Is that why Nate and Jake were here? Do they know?" I asked my anger now at boiling point. He said nothing; I took that as a yes.
"How could I be so stupid, how could you be so stupid!"
"Mitch, please" he quietly begged "Nate only found out last night, I didn't even tell him"
"Get out" I said confidently, tears now running freely down my cheeks
"No Mitchie, not until we talk, I really need a friend right now" I looked at him, tears now over flowing from his eyes as well. I had only ever seen him cry once, when his grandma died.
"A friend?! IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT A FRIEND? YOU'RE A LIAR...I HATE YOU!"
He stepped towards me, his expression falling further "Please mitchie, don't hate me"
"GET OUT! " he didn't budge I moved towards him and began to pound at his chest with my fists " I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU" with each word that left my lips my knees buckled more and more before I fell into a heap, sobbing. I felt him kneel down beside me, resting his hand on my face, removing a strand of hair which was currently sticking to my cheeks from my ever falling tears "Leave Shane" I spat out.
He looked at me helplessly, his eyes bloodshot and nodded. He stood up and left, leaving me on the grass, sobbing uncontrollably.
He was having a baby.
So I thought I'd leave it there! What did you think? I think it was rubbish! But hey oh well! READ AND REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! sorry for typo's im tired and i wanted to post this before i go to bed!
SPOILERS:
NATE COMFORTS MITCHIE
SHANES DESPERATE FOR MITCHIE TO TALK TO HIM
BACK TO COLLEGE
RUMOURS BEGIN TO FLY