Guys I loved this story but sadly I have to end it. I was going to end it a bit later, and so everything in this chapter is going to happen so fast, its just with school and no internet its hard to update but I do enjoy one-shots. I'm going to read any other Demena's out there shortly because my projects are due soon which means I can type but I hate taking my heavy laptop to class. Anyway look out for one-shots and Protecting Rosie which I think I want to add action to.
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I took a few deep breaths, my chest was hurting bad. I opened my eyes and Mitchie was laying on me with her elbow pressed against my breast bone. This girl sleeps wild. The sun was beaming down onto my room floor, it was making everything hot. I faced the alarm clock and it read four thirty. I sighed before shaking Mitchie as best as I could. She slowly moved aside without saying anything, her eyes still closed tight. I pushed myself to sit up before staring at the door. Talking was going on downstairs but the words were but small buzzes to me and I was still trying to adjust my eyes to the light. I placed my hand against the girl's face and brushed her cheek with the back of my hand, she sighed before opening her eyes.
"Hum?" she questioned as I stared at her, I was silent and so was she. I leaned down against her, pressing my lips across her and taking in every second of the slow kiss before pulling back.
"I should get you home," I say as the girl looks away and stretches before looking back at me.
"Yeah," she whispered before sitting up next to me. The street below had cars beeping their horns as if they were mad. I ran my fingers down Mitchie's hair before she got out of bed. "I have no clothes"
"You can wear anything that's in the closet," she nodded before wobbling over to the door. I giggled before climbing out of the bed and walking where she was. I placed my hand against the purple fluffy wallpaper and sighed loudly. Mitchie pulled up some jeans and a dark green top. I watched as she moved away before I gazed into the thing myself. The shower began and I faced Mitchie. She was staring at me blankly with her fingers pressed hard against the bathroom knob.
"What?" I ask as she shrugs and looks down at the floor. I grab a black top and jeans and make it over to the bed and lay back down. Mitchie is still standing where she once was but now I can see her eyes pleading with me. "I'm sorry Mitch but, I'm tired," I say as she nods and grabs a towel before tossing it at me and giggling. I stick out my tongue and she blushed before going out of view. I know she's getting in the shower because the water begins to beat differently.
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Its around five when we're both completely dressed. I leave out of the room first as Mitchie follows right behind me. I see Justin peeking out of his room.
"What?" I ask him as he gestures things before I roll my eyes. We make it down stairs and I stop only to have Mitchie bump into my back and grip my arm. Connie and Chris as well as my parents sit at the table talking to one another before we become noticed and they face us. I reach behind me and grab Mitchie's hand and soon she's near my side. Her dad looks at his coffee cup before my mom motions us to come sit down. I fall into the chair and Mitchie sits in my lap, placing her elbows into the table as she leans forward.
"We're sorry about last night," Mitchie spoke before anyone else could get a chance. "Everything was just going crazy. My parents are….and well we thought.." I gripped the hand Mitchie had on my lap and she faced me as my mom spoke.
"Girl's all I have to say is that you should have called," my mom looks at my dad but he doesn't speak.
"I have something to say. Where were you two last night? Its dangerous to wonder the streets and especially if you're girls. And neither one of you called and returned here earlier this morning," Chris wasn't mad he was staring at his coffee cup speaking.
"Mitchie you know this, I've told you this," her mother added in.
"I'm not answering your questions and dad was being rude to Alex so I wanted to leave big deal. He just doesn't want to accept what I have," I let her hand go and she slams her fist against the table.
"I was not being rude, I was merely pointing out the obvious"
"Oh whatever"
"And you don't want to listen to the truth"
"Truth? You don't understand me and you never have, so just shut up"
"Mitchie watch it," her father said. My mom sat beside us, my dad across from her, Mr. Torres next to my dad and Connie was next to my mom. It seemed like we were in an AA meeting.
"Look lets not argue and be thankful that the girls are alright," my dad finally says as I smile at him. Mitchie is becoming heavy, I think her anger is weighing her down.
"Now lets be rational about this, there is nothing we can do to keep these girls apart and that's a fact. I love my daughter and I love Mitchie, and I understand that they want to be respected. I don't know what happened at your little dinner last night but I do know this, my daughter deserves to be respected and…" my dad was cut off by Chris.
"I just told the girl that she needs to think about the future. They won't be in high school forever, actually they're going on summer break and Mitchie has an early admission and Alex said she was taking courses and I just want both of them to be able to function without the other." Chris faced the both of us. I tapped Mitchie's back and she crawled from under me taking the last open seat next to me.
"We can obviously function without each other, but you act as if you want Mitchie to live in a little bubble forever without me. If she wasn't suffocating under you then maybe she'd be able to go off and do more then what you think she's capable of doing," my mom tapped my arm after I said that. "I'm serious, he acts like this is his world and we all live in it. Screw you Chris"
"ALEX," my mom said as I grew quiet. I spotted Justin sitting on the step. His eyes were dull and saddened. Max was behind him blowing gum silently.
"Well I know how Alex really feels, but I doubt Mitchie feels as if I have her in a bubble," he faces her.
"Dad how could you possibly know how I feel?" she asked him before looking away. I nodded in agreement as Connie spoke.
"Listen Mitchie…if you think we're placing you in a bubble you still don't have a right to go off and do god knows what in the middle of the night. Its dangerous out there"
"It's dangerous in here..I'M SUFFOCATING AND I CAN'T BREATH WITH YOU TWO," she slams her hands against the table and my dad pats her back.
"We just want to be left alone. I get so much crap from you two then I do from anyone out there," I point out the window. "My family accepts me and my friends, and that's all that matters and how about you give that to you daughter and leave us the hell alone," I say before my mom stares at me. Chris stands up.
"I will not continue to be talk down upon by some child. Connie, Mitchie lets go. And we'll see how attached anyone is to you after this summer," Chris made his way over to the door and Connie stood. Mitchie ignored him. "Mitchie come"
"I'm not a dog, I don't have to listen to you"
"Connie tell your daughter to…"
"Mitchie stop being disobedient, we're leaving," her mother added.
"Bye, no one's stopping you."
"Mitchie Devon Torres, lets go NOW"
"N-O spells no," she finally stares at the table.
"MITCHIE!" her mother stumps her foot before I lean into the girl.
"Mitch, just go or you'll feel their wrath," I giggled as she ran her fingers through mine.
"I think they're really trying to use Camp Rock to keep me away from you"
"It doesn't matter, you can always call and whenever you feel like leaving, don't tell them I told you this but, you can always come to our beach house," she nodded before kissing me and standing.
"I just want the both of you to know that you act like children," Mitchie storms towards her parents as she pushes past them. Chris slams our door and my dad folds his fingers.
"Well that went well," he hit the wood before I nodded.
"Super."
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The day went on and I laid in bed humming to myself. The night sky was starless and Mitchie didn't text or call me. I was kind of looking forward to her picture texts but I guess she didn't want to send any. I pulled my phone up and dialed her phone. It rung a few times before her voice came through.
"Hey baby"
"Hey"
"What cha' doing?"
"Alex," she giggled. "I'm making music"
"Really?"
"Yeah, I'm done packing and…in a few weeks I'll be ready for Camp Rock"
"In a few weeks, doesn't it start soon?"
"Um..so should I come over tomorrow?"
"Mitchie don't change the subject, you're going that's final"
"Yeah…." She took a long pause. "I know"
"Do you think I'm forcing you to go?" she paused again, this time she didn't speak. "Mitchie do you?"
"No, I just. I don't think I can last an entire summer without you"
"Don't say that because I definitely don't want to hear you dad's voice saying "I told you so" ringing in my head,"
"Yeah me either"
"So can I hear this song?"
"Its not finished"
"So… come on, I'm listening," I lay against my pillow and pull a cover across my stomach. I was actually getting tired just because I was glad to hear her voice.
"Um, I have to get my guitar," I hear rustling and I'm sure she put the phone down. Then I hear more rustling and another voice. "I'm about to play my guitar dad, go away," and with that she places her phone on speaker. "Ready?"
"Yeah.."
"Um, okay," she sounded nervous but begins to strum along a few strings before plucking more and getting ready to play. I wait with a smile on my face.
Before I fall, too fast,
Kiss me quick, but make it last,
So I can see how badly this will hurt me, when you say goodbye,
Keep it sweet, keep it slow,
Let the future pass and don't let go,
But tonight I could fall too soon under this beautiful moonlight
But you're so hypnotizing you got me laughing while I sing, you've got me smiling in my sleep,
And I can see this unraveling your love is where I'm fallin',
But please don't catch me,
See this heart won't settle down, like a child running scared form a clown,
I'm terrified of what you do, my stomach screams just when I look at you,
Run far away, so I can breath, even though you're far from suffocating me,
I can't set my hope too high cause every hello ends with a goodbye,
When she stops she taps the body of her guitar.
"Mitchie…"
"Yeah?"
"I loved it"
"I know, who wouldn't," she giggled and usually when she said that I'd hit her arm playfully.
"You don't think I'm forcing you to go do you?"
"Its good for me"
"Mitchie"
"I just…"
"Answer me,"
"I just," she goes quiet against before sighing. "I want to go and I know you want me to go, but there's a part of me that's scared. I wasn't scared to go before, but now, I'm terrified."
"I just want you to have fun and grow without me always there"
"Don't say that"
"No I mean that in the most positive way ever"
"Oh whatever," she giggles and I smile. "I love you Alex"
"I love you too"
"I love you"
"I love you, now get back to making beautiful music"
"Kay, bye"
"Bye," we hang up and I close my eyes. I can still hear her voice and guitar playing in my head. You've got me smiling when I sleep.
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The school days seem to come and go, nothing major happened. Harper and I connected once more and Mitchie joined us. We went to Harper's place for once but decided to just chill out at the park across from her home.
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The day Mitchie had to leave for Camp Rock I held her hand tight the entire way from my house to hers.
"I'll call you everyday," she said as I nodded. "I mean it, check your phone…no have it with you," I nodded again. My dad was beating to his invisible drums against the steering wheel. Justin was staring out the window humming to himself while chanting a few spells and I saw Max a few times beating on his game system in his hands.
"Before I fall, too fast," I whispered out as the girl faced me and smiled.
"Kiss me quick but make it last"
"So I can see how badly this will hurt me when you say goodbye," Mitchie giggled at me before her fingers ran in and out of mine. We were reaching her house and the closer we came the tighter her grip was to my fingers. I plucked my fingers away and pulled her into me.
"Don't worry you'll be fine," but that's when I felt my stomach turn. I was scared for her to leave me and I couldn't admit it, but now at the end of her block I wanted to change both of our minds and make her stay.
"Alex we'll pick you up from the airport in an hour," my mom tell me as I nod. We both get out of the car and they leave. I was riding with Mitchie and her parents to the airport in about thirty minutes and her plane left in an hour and a half. I made it up the stairs with her gripping my arm as I spotted her neighbor, our old babysitter when we were young… walking her dog. She waved and we did the same before making it into her house.
"Dad, Mom, I'm here," Mitchie said as I leaned against the front door. Her mom appeared from the kitchen.
"Your dad should be here soon but I made some cupcakes," I faced Mitchie. Her mom hadn't made any cupcakes since the class trip. We made it into the kitchen and sat at the island table. I bit into the first cupcake, it was a yellow one, with blue frosting and a yellow smiley face on top. The others that were placed together spelled out Camp Rock.
"Thanks mom," Mitchie said as her mom nodded and walked out of the kitchen.
"Yeah Connie," I called after her.
"I'm going to miss you"
"Stop trying to depress me, I'm on the brink of forcing you to stay"
"Oh you wouldn't have to force me"
"Mitch this is good for you. For the both of us"
"Whatever you say," she scooped almost all of the frosting off of one of the cupcakes and flung it at me. It swatted my cheek and my hair.
"Oh you're dead," I tell her as she gets up and runs to the other side of the island table and giggles. I pull an entire cupcake in my hand and fling it at her but she ducks having the contents hit the glass door that lead to the pool. She giggled as I chased her, she rose up three cupcakes and they all fell against my shirt.
"MITCHIE!!" I screamed running after her, she held her stomach as she laughed and ran. I rose up more and tossed them at her barley hitting her. A small amount was on her arm. I'm sure Connie heard our noise but decided to stay away. I ducked under the island table as Mitchie ran and as she passed me the first time I grabbed a cupcake and she spotted me and stopped running. I pulled a few more and sat them on the floor and stood acting as if I was going to chase her, she ran the other way. I stooped and grabbed her arms making her crash to the floor as I straddled her. She giggled hard before covering her face.
"I give, I give,"
"Oh you will soon enough," I said taking one of the six cup cakes and rubbing it against her arm.
"Gr…oss," she couldn't stop laughing. I took the others and placed one in her hair as a hat, some against her shirt, which I just used the cream and smeared the last one across her lips.
"Kiss me you fool," I said leaning into her as she turned her head still laughing. I reached for her face and held her in place before running my tongue across her lips. She stopped giggling and stared at me. Once I licked mostly all of it up I pressed my lips against hers. I could feel her breath, I placed my tongue against her lips again and she granted access and I could definitely taste the cupcake frosting. It felt amazing to just have time stop for a moment. I heard footsteps and I pulled away from the girl helping her up as her mom came into the room. Her eyes were huge as she stared at us and the area.
"Going to shower now," Mitchie said as her mom nodded and faced me.
"Sorry about the kitchen Connie," I followed Mitchie up the stairs and into her room. She walked into her bathroom and cut the water on and I shook my head sighing. She began plucking her clothes off one by one. I watched her before I did the same slowly tossing my things onto the floor. My hair felt so sticky and gross. Mitchie walked backwards before her back crashed against the wall. That reminded me of the cruise when I had no idea what I was doing and I ended up going into the thing a few times. I made it over to her and kissed her again. Our bodies warm pressing against the other. Lust was in both of our eyes, and for now we had to make it good. It was a sort of see you later moment. I held Mitchie's waist firmly in place, my fingers tingling from her touch. Her skin was so smooth. I was going to miss this for as long as she was gone. We stumbled into the bathroom and made it into the shower somehow and let the water wash us clean.
I cherished every second with her, every inch of her body that I explored, and every kiss she gave me tenderly, roughly, sweetly.
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When we both were dressed we stood in the bathroom mirror waving hair dryers at each other.
"Girls time to go, we're already late," Chris called out as we ignored him. I ran my blow dryer across Mitchie's hair, running a brush through it.
"By the time the summer is over I'm sure your hair will be back to its original length…..baby, never cut it again," I told the girl as she nodded. When her hair was dry she began doing the same to mine. The warm air was making me tingle just for the simple fact that I was running on a sex high and everything made everything tingle. And knowing that Mitchie was about to leave me for the next four months was something I couldn't handle. Not being able to see her, feel her, hold her, was enough to drive any woman mad. When my hair was done I placed it in a pony tail before sighing and facing Mitchie.
"I guess its time to go,"
"Guess so," she said as I kissed her hard. She went against the wall and squealed in my grip as someone knocked on the room door. I pulled away and grabbed her hand.
"Ready?" she shook her head "no" and spoke.
"But I guess I should be," she tapped my fingers and we made it to her room and opened the door. Connie was smiling and pointing towards the stairs.
"I think I'm staring to like your mom again"
"Oh my god you will not leave me for her"
"Shut up," I hit the girl as we made it down the stairs. All of Mitchie's bags were in the car except for her guitar which I pulled onto my back as we left out. We climbed into the car and the entire ride to the airport was silent as she laid in my lap breathing and I ran my fingers through her hair, cherishing each moment as if it was my last.
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When we arrived she went through the checking place and we rejoined her on the other side and we indeed was late because her plane was about to take off but they halted it just for her. I faced Mitchie and hugged her breathing as best as I could while my chest knotted up and a lump came to my throat.
"I'm not going to cry," I shakily whispered in her ear as she nods. When she pulls back I kiss her and never want to let her go. I hear the plane attendant say something but I can't understand. I wait a few more seconds and let Mitchie pull back on her own.
"I'll call you when I get there," she tell me as I nod. I hold onto her hand and walk with her to the terminal before she slowly lets go. Her fingers slid through mine and I want to scream for her to come back and that's when I see the tears running down her face when she looks back. I let them erupt from me as well before I felt someone come over to me and place me close to them. Its Connie patting my arm.
"She'll be fine, she's done this before"
"Yeah but not alone," I say knowing her mom went with her before. I watch as she loads the plane from the large windows and I watch as it lifts off the ground.
"Your mom is over there," Connie says to me as I face where she points and nods. I hug her tightly and walk away. I shake a bit as I make it to where my mom and Justin stand.
"She'll be fine," my mom tells me.
"I know," I say.
"So Alex, about that jar of your old power"
"Shut up Justin," I hit the boy and I can feel myself being able to breath again. Mitchie will be back, and when she does, I'll be ready.
So I hoped you enjoyed this story. It can never really end. Who knows if a sequel could come but I'm just not ready to type one while school is in. Maybe in December or January, trust me I'll have other stories to make you forget about it. I didn't want to add a sex scene in this one because I wanted it to be fluffy and sweet and it would have been posted before with more chapters if IT DIDN'T CONTINUE TO DELETE ITSELF. I wrote the start of this story maybe three times before I just completed it because it would delete itself.
THANKS FOR READING.