Because of You

Chapter 15

"Mitchie, you can't stay in your room forever" came Amy's yell from the other side of my door. I let flicked the ash of my cigarette into an ashtray and breathed out the smoke.

"Oh yeah! Watch me!" I my voice was raspy and my vision was foggy. I placed the stick between my chapped lips and took a few puffs before angrily stumping it out. I had been in my room for the past 7 days now and not once has Shane called me, Caitlyn was scheduled to fly out later this evening and I will make sure I give her a serious talking to for what she did to Nate. She had called me earlier in flood of tears and I couldn't make out what she was saying most of the time, but I did understand her enough to know that she was flying back to New York tonight to come move in. to be honest, this is going to sound like me being a bad friend, but part of me wanted to bail and say that she couldn't move in, I just didn't need all the drama, she was pregnant, and being pregnant you get food cravings and tons of mood swings, I didn't know if I could afford or handle all that. But of course I said none of that and now, she is moving in with me. Damn my kindness. More knocking on the door. I groaned. "Go away" I whined as I stood up.

"Please open the door Mitchie," a husky voice asked. I froze; my heart seemed to go so fast it was almost like it was skipping beats. I knew that voice anywhere, oh god Shane was here, should I open the door? Or should I just pretend I fell asleep? Well I couldn't do that because I had already spoke, fuck sake.

I slowly walked over to the door and opened it so there was a small crack. "What do you want?" I whispered. He sighed and went to open the door a little more but I jammed my foot against it. "I said, what do you want?"

"Mitchie just let me in," he demanded as he tried to push it open but I made no move.

"Not until you tell me what you want?" I said boldly.

He sighed. "I came to say im sorry for the way I acted at dinner last week, you went to so much trouble with cooking for us and I was a dick, I was just upset that day, I found out some news that was, you could say, life changing" it was evident that he was hurt and scared, I could see it in his eyes.

"What news?" I asked, opening the door fully so I could see him.

He gave me a small smile. "I think you'll find out soon, just promise me something Mitchie, please" he begged taking both my hands. I nodded so he continued. "That you wont hate me when you find out"

I looked at him confused. "What are you talking about, I could never hate you, you know that," I told him as I gave his hands a gently squeeze.

He smiled and laughed a little. "I'll keep that in mind". So now he was hiding things from me? Things that could make me hate him. Ughh I hated all this drama, why couldn't I just have a life free of all of it. I looked back up at him.

"So you came all the way out to New York to say sorry?" a small smile crept onto my lips. if he had that would be one of the single most sweetest things he has ever done for me, except for when he got me a guitar with or initials engraved on it, that was somewhere in my closet.

He nodded. "Well, yeah" he replied as the blush crept onto his cheeks and I found myself smiling more. "I couldn't have you angry at me"

I laughed. "I could have settled with a heart felt phone call, you didn't need to fly all the way out here for me" I nudged his side.

He shrugged. "Well I thought this was better, and it doesn't matter, I have a friend down here who I need to see so I'll stay with him for a couple days" he smiled a strange smile. I nodded and watched as he looked to Amy who had her arms crossed. "Erm I better go" he said, he stepped closer. "I don't think your friend likes me that much" he whispered.

I giggled. "She's also a bit pissed with your less than welcome take on our food" I informed him. he nodded and walked over to Amy, saying he was sorry, she nodded briskly and waved him off, he smiled and gave her small a hug which she returned. He then looked at me, gave me a light wave, then left.

Amy strolled over to my door. "So I try for day's to get you out, but when Shane pops up, you wrench it open without a second thought" her eyebrows raised in slight annoyance.

I shrugged. "What can I say, he's Shane, I'll do anything for him" I told her as a shy smile danced onto my face. She rolled her eyes in amusement and pulled me into the living room where ice cream was waiting for me, I squealed, grabbed the large spoon and began shovelling the ice cream in, same as Amy. I was going to ask her how Trish was going but I really didn't care, I would have to face her later at work though, I didn't have to go in until 1 and it was only 9 am, so I had a good few hours to think up a plan of avoiding her, it was going to be hard since the café was terribly small and we would always be passing each other.

"Oh yeah, Trish wont be in today, she has the flu" I think the angels were singing. Thank you god. I breathed out a sigh of relief, which made Amy giggle, her tinkling laugh filled the silent air and I felt myself join her. The laughing progressed and I found myself crying, from the laughter obviously. "Why are you crying" she managed to choke out through her laughs, her own eyes were watering.

I held my stomach. "I don't even know" I gasped, finally calming down; I snorted which made Amy double over in stitches. I covered my mouth and closed my eyes tightly; these are the moments in life that I cherished most. Once we were done laugh, I looked at the clock, 9 30, holy shit! We had been laughing for 30 minutes straight, no wonder my head hurt so much.

Once I was at work I still kept looking around, just to check that Trisha wasn't really here. in case Amy had just said that to get me out of the house. Walking out the back I leant against the counter and began tapping my fingers against it impatiently, all I wanted to do was go home and go to bed, but I had only served three customers so I had a long time till I got off. Customers came and go and five hours later my shift was done, I yanked off the apron and threw it to the side, I waved at Amy, huffed at my boss and basically sprinted outside, only to be stopped my peoples with camera's. my eyes widened in alarm, I then saw one of them with a magazine in hand, one with my face on it. The story about the pregnancy test, Aw crap. I gave them a polite smile as they shot questions at me, I tried to walk away but some of them jumped in my way. "Are you pregnant with Shane Grey's baby" one of them shouted at me. I shook my head and let out a small 'no'. but that didn't stop them, they asked if I was still dating Shane, why was I buying the test if I wasn't pregnant, blah blah blah. Once I finally got to my car I jumped inside and drove of, almost hitting a few of them. While driving I groaned loudly and thudded my head against the seat. I thought the damn story blew over I mean, geez, they should know that Shane is a virgin, he still wears his purity ring for crying out loud. Once I got home I stormed into my apartment, slamming the door behind me, and was about to run into my room only to see Caitlyn on my sofa with her bags around her. I stopped abruptly and looked at her.

"Caitlyn? When did you get here?" I asked, sitting down on the couch opposite her.

She shrugged. "About an hour ago, where were you?" she asked curiously.

"I was at work," I answered simply. She nodded and looked down, I sighed, I knew what was wrong, it was Nate. "Are you going to tell me what happened with you and Nate?" I asked her.

She shook her head, sniffing. "There's not much to tell," she whimpered. "I couldn't be with him, the guilt was too much, I hated hurting him"

"So you left him, did you realise how much that also hurt him, he was devastated Cait, he loves you, you know that, and he would raise that baby with you even though it isn't his" I told her accurately, because honestly, even though he's still young (he's my age) he would do all he could to be the best father to that child inside her belly/

"I know and that's the worst part" she croaked, I raised my eyebrows at her as she continued. "I mean, he would have to give up so much for this child, and I don't want that for him, he has his whole life ahead of him, I don't want to ruin all that because of me" she snivelled loudly before burying her face in her hands. I sighed, sat next to her and pulled her into my arms.

"It's going to be alright Caity, I promise" I reassured her as I rubbed circles on her back. She just shook her head and leant it against my shoulder, not saying a word, just sobbing, I hated being put in this situation, why was there so much crying, I needed a damn holiday, and I was going to get one, as soon as I got paid. I pushed on Caitlyns shoulder so she was sitting up right and I made her look sat me. "Listen to me Caitlyn, listen closely, you are going to stop your crying, go in the kitchen, grab some ice cream and we're going to watch some kick ass action films to make you feel better" I told her sternly.

"I don't know" she said unsure. I shook my head and pushed her in the direction of the fridge, she looked back and I just waved my hands dismissively at her. Moments later she walked out with a tub of ice cream and two spoons, with the way I was eating ice cream it wouldn't surprise me if I've put on like 3 stone, damn you cookie dough and your addictiveness.

We watched films, we laughed, we ate, we screamed, we ate, our eyes widened, we ate, we mostly ate, until the ice cream had run out. Caitlyn looked at me with ice cream smeared all around her face and I just let out a loud laugh. She giggled along with me before wiping her mouth, she then groaned and clutched her stomach. "I really shouldn't laugh so much" she said, the smile still fixed onto her face. I smiled back and patted her stomach. She then looked up at me. "Thank you for letting me stay with you Mitchie, im really grateful" she said sincerely as she placed her hand over mine. I smiled back and nodded.

"Stay as long as you need to, I'll help you find a job, I'd say you could come work at the café with me, but, it's pretty shit and the boss is just" I shuddered in amusement and she laughed.

She smiled. "I would probably eat all the little cakes anyway, you know me," she said. That was true.

I laughed. "I know, hey Cait, can I talk to you," I asked. She nodded and I sighed. "Well Shane's in New York at the moment, he's staying at a friends, and I was thinking of maybe telling him how I feel" I said in a gentle voice as I kept my gaze of my painted red toes.

"Mitchie I don't think that's a good idea" she sighed. Her voice was thick and stern, like she didn't want me to tell him.

I looked up at her confused. "Why not, I mean, he might even feel the same way" I said hopefully. I really did think he felt the same, I mean, he flew all the way out here to say he was sorry, you wouldn't do that unless you had feelings for that person.

"Because im carrying his child" she blurted out suddenly.

I could have sworn I heard something break inside me, my heart maybe?

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