Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Rock - still. haha.
A/N: Thank you for all the support! I'm so happy that the last chapter was such a huge hit! Thank you for the PM's and reviews! This chapter probably won't be half as good... :( sorry. I just feel completely drained today!
Shane got up, still a little disoriented from the night he had had and pulled on his boxers.
"Danielle... what the fuck happened last night?"
Danielle grinned crawling to the edge of the bed towards him then snaking her arms around him. "It was just like old times." She purred. "And you were still as good as I remember.." She said with her lips curled planting a soft kiss on his neck.
Shane pushed her back and turned to take a few steps "fuck... shit!" he mumbled getting louder before whipping back around towards Danielle with some of the previous night flooding back to him. "God damn it Danielle!" He screamed at her. She, obviously very pleased with herself.
"I didn't make you do anything Shane, you chose to on your own..." said coolly replied.
"But you knew I was in no position to make decisions like that... you knew I wouldn't say no to the things I had come here because of!" He yelled back at her. "This was your plan the whole time... wasn't it?! You couldn't stand to see that I was so much better off without you, could you?!"
This time his words stabbed into her like a dozen sharp knives, the pain overwhelming her a bit - an emotion she remembered experiencing when she first saw Mitchie and Shane together, and when he had left her, cutting off communication and again when she had seen them though the blinds. "If you were so much damn better off without me then why did you do what you did - or almost did with me when I first came back?!" She spat back remembering when she and Shane almost had done it in his cabin the first day of camp. "You sure as hell weren't high or drunk then!"
"I don't know why... okay?! I wasn't thinking straight... cuz if I was I would have done what I'm going to do now..." Shane said rage filling him. He collected her clothes and put the left over alcohol and drugs back in their brown sack and threw them at her. "Leave. He said sternly. "Do whatever the fucking hell you want with that damn tape, I don't give a fuck anymore! Just leave. Now. And never bother me again you whore!" He scream as tears welled in his eyes thinking about how he had hurt Mitchie.
Danielle sat stunned.
"NOW!" Shane yelled pointing to the door.
Danielle slipped on her clothes in a trance. This can't be real... she thought. Danielle rised and walked to the door Shane was holding open for her then turned to him in the doorway. "I'll see you later?" She questioned.
"I never wanting to see your fuckin' face again." He said holding back the urge to scream it right in her face, his jaw clentched. "Lord help the next bastard who is unfortunate enough to meet you..." He mumbled on purpose loud enough for her to hear.
She step out the door and felt the rush of air and bang of Shane slamming it behind her.
Shane got ready then went to his first class... great. He thought. Mitchie was in that class - of course.
Mitchie completely avoided eye contact with Shane, but he caught her sending lethal glances.
"Okay," Shane said to the class half heartily. "let's see how those songs are coming along. Hopefully you've made the appropiate changes as I've told you to."
Mitchie stood up going to the front of the room.
"I've decided to change my song." She said, anger could easily be detected in her voice.
She did as he had instructed and introduced her self and the song. "I'm Mitchie and I'll be singing an original song called Trash."
She began singing:
Don't try to cover up your, your new flame
That's seathing through your eyes.
I can see it from 10 feet away and I know
Just who is burning.
With every kiss you deny
So what makes you think, that I
Still care
Or still want you anymore
So how long has this been
Going on and one more thing tell me
Was she the reason you stomped on my heart
And moved on so quickly
You can call it pure torture
Watching your every move with her
Oh, just the thought of it,
Knowing what goes on between you
Makes me sick
I should've noticed, I should've noticed
When she came into the picture
You were always with her
And she's not leaving.
So how long has this been
Going on and one more thing tell me
Was she the reason you stomped on my heart
And moved on so quickly
You called me shady
And now she's your babydoll
She drove you over,
Over to break it off
And this time just maybe
Maybe you went a little far
I'm sick of crying about,
About your new flame
That's soon to burn out.
So how long has this been
Going on and one more thing tell me
Was she the reason you stomped on my heart
And moved on so quickly
I'm done.
Shane's heart retched as she sang the words straight into his eyes, a fire in hers. There was no doubt that this song had been written about him and Danielle.
"I hope it had enough emotion for you this time." She said remembering Shane had told her she needed to sing with more emotion last time.
Shane glanced around the room looking to see Danielle's reaction. She wasn't there. She's probably selling the tape right now... Shane thought trying to think in the way Danielle did.
Class ended and Shane went and sat in the Mess Hall.
"Hey." I soft voice called from the doorway.
He turned around from the piano he was sitting at, the same one he first heard Mitchie playing and singing at, anger filling him. He stood up and walked towards her. "I told you not to..."
She cut him off. "Listen Shane. Before you go off the egde and make me change my mind, here..." She said reaching out to him.
He took the jewel case in his had looking confussed at it.
Before he could ask she said, "It's the video. This is the only copy." She said practically reading his mind. "Do whatever you want with it. I'm sorry. I'll leave. Consider me officially out of your life. I'm leaving camp." She said pointing at the luggage right outside the door.
"Miss Danielle, your limo is here." A man said at the door. "I'm assuming this is your luggage?" He pointed at the bags, and Danielle nodded. "I'll take them out to the limo for you." The man nodded and picked up the luggage then turned and disappeared.
"Goodbye Shane." Danielle said sadly turning and disappearing as quickly as she had appeared.
Shane sat and sighed. She might be gone, but how was he suppose to fix the things she had done to him? At that moment he wished he could go back in time and fix what he now couldn't.
Danielle sat in the limo as the last of the luggage was loaded and the trunk closed.
"Ready, Miss Danielle?" the driver said though the open glass divider. Danielle nodded as the driver pulled away.
They had made it about 5 minutes away when Danielle suddenly yelled. "Wait, Pierre! Please, turn around!" She begged. "There's something I have to do..." She said.
Pierre nodded. "As you wish, Miss Danielle." The limo turned, and returned to the camp grounds in less than 3 minutes as Danielle urged the driver to go faster.
Before the limo even came to a full stop Danielle was flinging the door open and hopping out racing back towards the camp, ditching her Chanel pumps that were slowing her down. There was only one thought in her head as she raced though camp. I've got to find Mitchie! She thought over and over finally flinging the door open to Mitchie's cabin. Mitchie looked up, annoyed, shocked and angry all at once.
"What? What else could you possibly do?" Mitchie scoffed, her thoat felt like it was closing.
"There's just one more thing..." Danielle replied.
Oh, Danielle... have you not done enough to poor Mitchie and Shane? Did she lie about there only one copy of the tape? Or did Shane's hurtful words finally get to her? Can anyone guess what's going to happen next? Reviews please! :) PS- The song is called Trash by Demi Lovato. I love it and it just so happened to fit perfectly! Haha.
