Chapter 14: Leeches

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A/N: Okay so I have something I wanna say...WTH??!! Its some weird manga thing. Wait! Why is the only cute Jonas in it??? Frankie should not be doing manga XP. Okay so back to what I was saying. I love all of you so much :D. Except there will always be one thing in the writing world I will never understand. Why does the first story in a series always get more hits but less reviews? And then opposite for the sequel. But Im getting so close to a hundred reviews :D. Thats a whole new area of territory for me so I just want to thank you guys so much and Ill do a amazing long chapter full of smitchie when I get to a hundred :D.

Mitchie felt her heart drop into her stomach.

She held the glossy magazine in her hands.

And stared at page 43.

And was faced with a horrible.

Hideous.

Reputation.

Ruining story.

And of course whoever started this felt the need to have a timeline of her horrible deeds she had commited.

She knew she had been bad.

But who had she been horrible enough to cause a lie like this to come up and bite her.

She felt tears pooling in her eyes.

The only reason this rumor hurts.

Is because for once it isnt true.

And for once.

Mitchie actually cared what people thought.

For the first time in two years.

She actually cared.

She continued to stare at it.

The tears now falling down her cheeks.

Her phone was ringing.

With texts.

And phone calls.

And voicemails.

But she ignored it.

Instead she sat there staring at the horrible rumor.

The one that people would believe.

Since she had already gone off the deep end.

The article hurt her to the core.

And she hated it.

Hillary practically screamed into a voicemail as she stared at the glossy magazine that had Mitchie plastered all over it.

With horrible.

Horrible.

Rumors.

She could only imagine either that Mitchie was screaming at someone.

Or torn to the core.

She didnt know which.

Shane sent another text to Mitchie asking if she was okay.

He wanted to go down there right now.

And with out any responses from Mitchie.

He was strongly considering it.

He couldnt believe this magazine article.

It was beyond outrageous.

And he didnt even know who to yell at about it.

It was written by an anonymous persons.

And that just pissed him off even more.

He smirked at his phone.

Got up.

And left for Mitchies loft.

Ryan smiled as more money came pouring in.

Normally it would have just been get paid per the word.

But her horrible rumor.

That so many stupid americans believed.

That had been splattering the news stands only hours before.

Were now sold out.

And people sent her royalties.

And she was practically rolling in cash and ideas now.

And that made her smile.

It made her smile a evil, twisted, sick, masochistic, sadistic smile.

Mitchie heard someone knocking on her door.

But she didnt bother to get up.

She just muttered a quiet its open.

Not caring who it was.

It could be a rapist.

It could be a theif.

It could be a serial killer.

But she didnt care.

Luckily though.

She was met with the face of Shane.

He looked at her tear streaked face.

She looked up at him with big brown eyes.

"Shane?"

He smiled softly and nodded.

"How you doing?"

"Im shocked your here."

He looked at her confused.

The saw the magazine on the floor.

"Mitchie only an idiot would believe that."

"Well than all of America must be idiots."

"No Mitchie they are just leeches ready to suck up any gossip that comes their way. No matter how ridiculous."

Mitchie nodded softly.

Shane smiled a bit.

"Good."