Because of You
Chapter 14
Laying there with Shane next to me I couldn't bring myself to move, I didn't want to wake him and I didn't want him to know that I was awake. I turned my head slightly so I could see his face; he looked peaceful and absolutely gorgeous, like he always does. I could feel my heart pounding in my ears as his arms suddenly slipped across my waist and pulled me into his chest. I froze. What was I supposed to do now, I couldn't hug him back because that would just be weird and I couldn't pull away because well, I didn't want to. I liked being in his arms once more, his strong yet gentle arms that made me feel safe. I began to think of the times when he actually used to hold me, properly, the look of love in his eyes as he sang me to sleep. And the tears followed closely behind, also with my luck Shane woke up.
"Mitchie?" he asked confused and groggy. He noticed his arm and pulled back. I fought back a whimper at the loss of contact and just turned on my side, muffling my cried with the pillow. He touched my side but I jerked away. "Mitch what's wrong?" he asked worried.
I shook my head and sniffed loudly. "It's nothing" I wiped away my tears and looked at him, trying to give him a reassuring smile. "Really" I said trying to convince him.
He rolled his honey brown eyes at me. "Mitchie, there is obviously something wrong, please tell me" he pleaded as he took my hand.
I laughed with no humour. "Im so sick of feeling nothing but pain, it's like I can never get away from it, I mean, I moved here to get start fresh and everything just seemed to follow me, I mean, my dad dies, you come back, not that I don't want you here, I do, it's just…hard" I finished, letting out a long breath.
He sighed and pulled me into his arms. "Im sorry that you feel like that, I never wanted to hurt you, that was actually the last thing I wanted to do, maybe a first I wanted you to feel the pain I did, but that wouldn't be fair" he began. "Im sorry about your dad too, I know you loved him, even after what he did, that's one of the things I love most about you Mitchie, you have a large heart and can forgive anyone, just please don't cry, I don't like it" he whispered into my ear while he pressed a delicate kiss to my forehead.
I sniffed and sat up. "Im sorry, im over reacting" I tried to smile through my tears.
He laughed and patted my arm. "if I could see you I would know what your awful attempt to smile would look like" he teased and I actually found myself laughing, a real laugh, one I didn't have to fake. I calmed down a little when I realised I had been laughing a little too hard.
I coughed. "Sorry, it just feels good to laugh" I admitted sheepishly. He let out a breathy laugh as he gave my hand a gentle squeeze. I wanted to tell him then how much I really needed him, but I couldn't bring myself to say the words, its like they weren't in my dictionary, they were foreign and un-speakable, I hated it.
"Everything is going to be ok" he whispered and you know what, I actually believed him. I nodded and laid back down, Shane also laid back down but to my surprise he wrapped his arm around me again. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, sending chills down my back. But before I could fall down Shane poked my sides making me squeak. "Shane stop it" I giggled.
"uh uh" he shook his head and continued to poke my sides. I shrieked but quickly covered my mouth.
"I don't want to wake up the guys" I hissed in laughter as I swatted his hands away from my sides.
he groaned quietly. "You're no fun" he huffed before turning on his other side. I giggled again and this time I poked Shane's side, causing him to jerk a little backwards. "Mitchie" he whined quietly.
I shrugged. "it was only fair, night Shane" I said with a laugh before turning back over and falling asleep for the first time in a long time with a smile on my face.
The next morning I was woken up by something heavy pressing down on my stomach, which was leaving me short for air. I groaned and slowly opened my eyes to see that Shane had his elbow jammed right into my stomach. I coughed and pushed his arm away, instantly feeling comfortable again. He stirred but he didn't wake, I sighed in relief as I slowly crept out of bed. Yawning, I made my way into the kitchen, only to find Nate with his head on the table with a few beer glasses around him. panic swept through me as I crouched down by his side and tapped his face. "Nate?" I called into his ear causing him to groan. I placed my arm around his waist and pulled him up, I had to hold onto him because if I let go he would get a mouthful of tile. "Nate come on wake up" I ordered breathlessly as I used all my strength to keep him up.
He opened his puffy as and stared at me with sorrow. "She ended things Mitch" he choked out as he fell into my arms crying. I fell from both out weights but he stayed in my arms. I sat cross legged as I brushed his hair out of his watering eyes.
"Shhh" I soothed. "Tell me what happened?" I told him. why was I always around whenever someone was crying.
He hiccupped. "She called and told me she needed to start a new life, one that didn't involve anyone she knew, including me" he spat angrily. "I gave her everything, I loved her more than anyone ever could!" he growled. "How could she fucking do this to me, I mean I forgave her for cheating on me but then she ends things" he shook his head in disbelief.
She needed to start a new life, a new life without her friends, without me, her best friend. "Nate it's going to be ok, I promise you, I'll talk to Caitlyn, try and get her to see sense ok, but Im not going to do it today, im going to giver her some time with her dad and to really think about this and you should too" I told him and I patted his head.
He nodded, sniffing loudly. "Ok, Mitch, im going to go get ready, I don't want anyone to see me like this" he said in embarrassment as he stood up and walked back into my room. I ran my hands over my face and let out a deep sigh, I swear I could never escape drama in my life, even after things are just getting good. Just then Shane came through the doors. He looked at me confused.
"Why are you on the floor?" he asked curiously as he sat down at the table.
I stood up and brushed myself off. "It's a long story, your brother is kind of upset so I was comforting him" I told him.
He raised an eyebrow. "On the floor, and what are all these doing here?" he asked motioning to the beers.
I sighed, better tell him. "Nate drank them all, I came in here and saw him passed out, he told me that Caitlyn had ended things then he like collapsed into me and I fell to the floor" I informed him.
His eyes widened. "She ended things with him? Why?" he asked in a hurry. I knitted my eyebrows together and looked at him.
Shrugging I answered. "I really have no idea, well, he said that she wanted to start a new life, without the people in it, so im guessing she wants to forget everything and start again, kind of like I wanted to" I but down on my lip. Before he could answer I spoke again. "How about some breakfast, blueberry waffles?" I questioned, even though I already knew the answer.
He moaned. "You're the best". I smiled and muttered 'I know' before getting started on breakfast.
Once everyone had eaten and the boys had gotten ready, they had to go to a charity event, but they said they would be back around 7, just in time for dinner. I was hoping to cook, with the help of Amy, I couldn't really deal with Trish right now. When they left I dashed straight into the kitchen and pulled out whatever I needed. I quickly dialled Amy's number and asked her to come over, she agreed and told me she was on her way, sighing in relief, which made me calm down a bit, I dashed over to the fridge to grab the butter. Around twenty minutes Amy burst through the door. "Im here" she announced. "now what do you want me to cook?" she asked as she rubbed her hands together.
I looked around. "Erm" I was panicking because I didn't exactly know what I was cooking. I snapped my fingers. "Rolls! Cook some rolls please," I asked before turning back to the mess on the counter. I bit my lips and looked at each pieces of food, there were strips of meat, vegetables, potatoes, etc… that's it! I'll cook chicken, potatoes and vegetables! But I hate vegetables so that's out, and im pretty sure Nate hates them too. I turned to Amy. "Why goes well with chicken and potatoes?"
She shrugged. "Yorkshire pudding?" she suggested. I beamed and nodded quickly. I ran over to the freezer and pulled out an icy bag full of them. I quickly emptied them onto the tray and shoved them in the oven I was about to turn it on when Amy's hand fell upong my shoulder. "Save them for last, they only take ten minutes to cook" she informed me.
I nodded and pulled them back out, replacing them with the tray of chicken. Once it was in I began with peeling the potatoes.
By the end of it, I had six plasters on my fingers. I groaned and turned to Amy, who was buttering the rolls, and sighed. "Cooking is so hard, and they'll be here soon and im not even ready". I ran my fingers through my hair. Amy snickered when she looked at me before turning back to the rolls. I closed my eyes and let out a long breath through my nose. "There's stuff in my hair isn't there?" I heard her squeak out a yes. "For fuck sake" I whined.
"Mitchie, just go take a shower and get ready, I'll keep an eye on the food" she said softly as she pushed me out of the kitchen.
I looked at her with grateful eyes. "Are you sure"
She rolled her ravishing blue eyes. "Of course, you want to look hot for Shane, and you wont with crap in your hair" she teased. I stuck my tongue out and dashed into the bathroom. Once I was ready, I was in a pair of super skinny jeans and a silk top paired with a pair of black flats, my hair was as it always was, straight but with my bangs slightly to the side. I danced out to Amy who was laying the table.
"Wow, this all looks amazing" I complimented her. She smiled proudly as she kept lying out the knifes and forks. It really did, there were napkins, candles, food looked delicious and everything was so organised, she did a great job, now all we needed were the boy's to hurry up and arrive, before everything gets cold. Amy and sat down at the table and placed her napkin on her lap. I began to pace the room while I kept my eyes glued to the door, "Where are they" I whined.
Amy held up her hands to calm me. "Mitchie chill, they'll be here, anyway, their only like what" she looked at her watch. "5 minutes late" she defended them. I nodded, feeling a little reassured and before I could get any more worried, they burst through the door. I breathed out a sigh of relief.
"We're back" Jason announced as he flew his arms in the air, his eyes then fell upon the display of food in front of him. "Holy shit is this for us?"
I nodded. "Of course, dig in" I ordered as everyone sat down"
Nate and Amy jumped into conversation as they ate their food. I smiled at them fondly asi watched how Amy smiled at everything he said, and the way he gazed at her deeply when she told him something about her. Jason was too busy eating to even talk and Shane, he looked a little, irritated.
"Shane, how's your food?" I asked, hoping for a positive answer back.
He huffed as he stabbed his food with his fork. "Fine" he replied bluntly.
I furrowed my eyebrows and watched as he didn't even put a piece of food into his mouth, I began to get annoyed, I didn't do all this so he could just abuse his fucking food with a fork. I gritted my teeth together, determined not to say anything while everyone finished their food. I finished mine and looked over to Shane, growling I excused myself from the table and took both Shane's plate and mine into the kitchen, I made sure I gave him a glare before disappearing behind the kitchen door. I huffed loudly as I dumped the contents of the plate into the trash before tossing them into the sink, breaking one of them. "Fuck!" I hissed as I picked up the broken pieces of plate and threw them in the bin. To think I had spent all day cooking for them and Shane hadn't even touched his food. Amy then walked in whistling a happy tune. She caught onto my expression because the whistling died down.
"What happened?" she asked as she set down three other plates.
I shrugged. "I don't even know, Shane didn't even touch his food, he just brutally murdered it" I spat as I opened the lid of the bin and pointed to the waste of food. "We spent all fucking day cooking for them and he didn't even bother to eat a single piece of fucking chicken, I shouldn't bother next time!" I whispered angrily so they wouldn't hear me.
Amy sighed. "Maybe there's something wrong with him, he didn't talk all through dinner" she reasoned. I sighed and nodded, I should have put that into consideration, maybe he was too upset to eat. Just then Shane walked in, his eyes away from me and on Amy.
"Thank you for dinner, and thank you for letting us stay here, we'll be off now, thank you for a good weekend, I'll see you soon" he said now motioning to me, I gaped at him as he strolled out of the kitchen.
"What. the. actual. fuck?" I asked in disbelief. Amy shrugged and just then Nate and Jason walked in.
Nate looked at me with an apologetic. "Sorry Mitchie, thank you for dinner, it was lovely, and we're sorry about Shane, he's in a bit of a pissy mood, I'll call you before we leave tomorrow" he told me before hugging me and walking out. I turned to Jason who gave me a lopsided grin while hugging me and following his brother out. I stared after them in disbelief.
"Mitchie, im sorry" Amy said as she placed her hand on my shoulder. "I know you wanted this dinner to be perfect"
I shook my head, tears welling. "Everything I try to do right blows up in my face, im just going to stop trying" I shrugged and walked into my room.
I was done.
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