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A/N: This chapter is gunna suck. Sorry. Bad mood and annoyed by the lack of comments except for AlexaJ! Thanks girlie! And yes, I promise Danielle acts completely different than the original... ME! :P

Shane's thoughts were on his confertation that morning with Danielle all day long. How could she pull that shit? This is rediculous! He thought bitterly, still extremely pissed she'd even attempt to play that blackmail card with him. Yeah, he may have had a fling with her in the Old Shane days, but could she not just give it up and accept he had moved on? No, of corse she wouldn't, he hadn't helped the situation much by hooking up with her backstage when he was on tour after last years' camp. Not to mention them almost going at it until they were interrupted in his cabin the previous day.

Shane sat down at his and Mitchie's usual table setting his tray of food down before ploping into his chair with a sigh. Mitchie glanced over and frowned at his unhappy face.

"Why the long face, handsome?" She said in a genuinely caring tone.

"I just had the most terrible day, that's all." Shane replied debating what to tell if, if anything.

"Wanna talk about it?" Mitchie asked.

"Not here. I'm not even sure if I can tell you..."

"What's so bad that you wouldn't be able to tell me? Your girlfriend?" Mitchie replied frowning at the statement, truly and deeply concerned now.

"Listen, Mitch, I really want to tell you, I really do... I just don't know if I could, or should..."

"You can tell me anything baby, I'm not going to judge you. I love you, and I'll try my best to understand." Mitchie said in a bit of a panic, but attempting to cover it up. "Why don't we get out of here? Take a walk?"

"Okay..." Shane replied a bit hesitantly before getting to his feet.

Shane and Mitchie walked down the path towards their spot on the deck.

"You okay?" Mitchie finally said.

"No, I'm not..." Shane admitted. Mitchie's heart dropped. Now she was scared, she had never seen him like this before. "Listen Mitchie, I don't know how you'll take this, but I have to tell you... I can't let this get between us... no lies, right?"

Mitchie heart felt like in sunk into her stomach and there was a heavy pressure on her chest. "Right..." She responded weakly feeling dizzy.

"Maybe we should sit down?" Shane suggested.

"Yeah, sitting might be a good idea..." Mitchie agreed.

They sat down, and Shane took her hand in both of his. Shit.Mitchie thought to herself, unsure of what he was about to tell her.

"What's this all about Shane?" she asked, her voice quivering.

Shane sighed, "It's Danielle..." Shane replied, unable to look her in the eyes as they began to collect tears, her could tell this was tearing her up.

"What about her?" Mitchie replied with the sharpest tone she could manage, which isn't saying much.

"Well, when Danielle said she's known me for a long time, she wasn't kidding. She was with me during my worst times, uh, well... actually she was more than with me, we were, um, kinda together, but not exactly..." Shane attempted to explain.

"Shane, what are you trying to tell me?" Mitchie said meekly.

"There's more to our friendship than meets the eye... listen, I was really fucked up back then, how I wasn't isn't me anymore, but she can't let that go... and she doesn't want me to forget it either... her song..."

"...was about you? Wasn't it?" Mitchie said cutting him off. "Blackmail... she's blackmailing you isn't she?"

"Yeah..." Shane replied sadly.

"The tape - is that what she's using against you? What's on the tape? You partying? Drinking? Doing lines? Shooting up? What?!" Mitchie was close to hysteria.

"Not exactly..." Shane murmered. "Mitchie, please try to understand... the person on that tape is not me anymore... I was so fucked up I didn't know which way was up... what I was doing... getting myself into..."

"Shane." Mitchie said sternly, a strain in her voice of anger, but trying her best to be calm, tears staining her cheeks, a lump growing in her throat before managing: "What. The. Fuck. Is. On. That. Tape?"

Shane glanced down at his open palms then looking back at Mitchie, taking a deep breath.

"Mitch, it's a sex tape..."

Sorry it's so short, but I wanted a bit of a cliff hanger. How will Mitchie react? Can he finally rid Danielle now that he let his secret go? I need 5 reviews at least please otherwise I'm not sure I'll continue the story and it will just end there.