DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters. I do not own Hannah Montana or Camp Rock.
Dallas POV
"Come on, Mitch." I push my sister a little as she continues to lay in bed.
"I'm fine here, Dal." She whispers out. She's spent the past month moping and crying over Mikayla but at least she's stopped crying now.
"Why don't you let me go give her a piece of my mind?" I ask my sister as I think about what her supposed to be fiancé did to her.
"Because it's not your battle to fight, Dallas." She rolls over to look away from me and I use the opportunity to lay out next to her.
"But she hurt you, Mitch, and I promised i'd kick her ass if she ever did that. I gave her the benefit of the doubt and I trusted her and she just went and did what she did."
"It's my fault for pushing her away." Mitchie mumbles into her pillow.
"Her cheating on you is not your fault, Mitch." I shake my head, why is my sister so stubborn.
"If I hadn't been so fucking stubborn about moving out then maybe we wouldn't be here like this right now and Mikayla wouldn't have cheated on me." She lets out.
Mitchie never actually told me the full story, she wasn't able to speak up about it from how hurt she was. All she said was that Mikayla cheated and that's all I needed to hear.
"Will you tell me exactly what happened now?" I ask.
"You know what happened." She responds like she has the past few weeks.
"Not in detail, no." I remind her.
"I went to apologize to her over how I acted and," She begins to say but chokes as the tears begin to fall again. She still has her back turned to me and although I can't see them, I hear them.
"And you caught her?" I ask.
"Well, no, Hannah opened the door. You know how much I hate that girl, Dallas. All she's done is tried to take Mikayla from me, it's all she wants." She chokes out. "She opened the door and she was in Mikayla's clothes and she just gave me this huge bitch smirk. Like.. like.. like she had done something with her."
"So you assumed they messed around?" I ask.
"The look on Hannah's face said they messed around.." She answers. Just as Mitchie speaks I feel my cell phone vibrate in my pocket. I take it out and notice Mikayla is calling.
"Hey, I have to take this call.. I'll be right back, okay?" I tell Mitchie who justs nods.
"What do you want?" I finally answer the phone when I walk into my bedroom. I close the door behind me and lock it, just in case.
"I'm calling because I need your help." Mikayla replies sounding hopeful.
"I'm done helping you, Mikayla. Get lost." I respond as I quickly hang up. I feel like a bitch for doing that but even if we've become close friends over the past year, it doesn't change the fact that I will never forgive her if she hurts my sister.
I walk over to my bed and take a seat. I let the conversation I just had with my sister run through my head. Part of me can't believe that Mikayla would actually do that to my sister, that she'd stoop a low as to cheat on her with that Hannah girl. I don't condone cheating as acceptable, but cheating on her with the girl who my sister hates the most, that's lower than low.
Buzz, buzz. My phone begins to vibrate again and I look down to notice its an unknown number calling this time. I debate answering because I know it's Mikayla and I know she won't drop this.
"I'm not an idiot Mikayla, I know this is you." I half whisper as I answer.
"Can you please just let me explain before you hang up on me?" She asks. There's still hope in her voice, mixed with annoyance.
"No. I don't have to listen to you." I tell her. I go to hang up again but hear her reply before I can.
"Please Dallas.." I can hear her almost crying as she begs. A mini debate commences in my head before I answer.
"You have a minute. Talk." I say. I really hope I don't regret giving her this opportunity.
"I know you're probably thinking the worst of me and I know you're probably on the verge of coming here and setting me straight. I wish you would have come here and set me straight, but not for the reasons you think. Not because I supposedly cheated on Mitchie, I promise that's something I would never do, but to set me straight because I haven't even gotten the damn courage to tell her the truth." She tells me.
"You expect me to believe you over her?" I ask.
"No, but you don't have to believe me I just want you to listen. I would never cheat on your sister, Dallas, never. The thought of looking at another girl or even wanting to be with another girl just repulses me. I have, well, I had the perfect girl. I swear to you that I never cheated."
"Then explain to me what that girl was doing there?" I grow a little irritated.
"When Mitchie and I fight, I get scared and I run.. So I ran and I came to the cabin and I realize I needed to talk to someone. I needed someone to help me. I wanted to call you but you would probably be too busy comforting her." She starts. "I don't really have any friends so I called, Hannah. She's the closest thing to a best friend that I have."
"And then what?" I ask.
"I called her and she came over and we talked. That's all we did, just talk." She begins to say but then pauses. "She just advised me on everything and then it became too late for her to leave so I offered her the guest room."
"Why am I supposed to believe any of this is true?" I ask. For some odd reason, I actually believe her.
"Because I am head over heels for your sister, Dallas. Anyone can see that, and I know for a fact that you can too. There's nothing I want more than her, no one I want to be with more than her. Do you honestly think I'd risk everything we have over one night with a psycho?"
"I don't know what to believe anymore, Mikayla. To be honest, I just don't know. I'm always offering up help to you and it seems like you take me for granted. I hate to see my baby sister cry, I hate to see her constantly crying over you." I say. "How can I even believe you when you're calling this girl a psycho but yet she can easily come advise you?"
"Just because she's crazy doesn't take away from the fact that she was the only one I could call." She responds.
I pause before responding and begin to think. I don't want to go behind my sister's back but I know that the only way she can quit moping is if she finally sets things clear with Mikayla. But I also know that she won't want to see Mikayla unless she's forced to.
"Fine. I'm not saying I believe you and I'm not saying I'll help you win her back... But what do you have in mind?" I ask hoping not to regret this.
"Meet me at the coffee shop by Rodeo drive in three hours. Bring Mitchie with you, find a way to get her out of the house." She suggests.
"And what if she doesn't want to?" I ask.
"Beg. Please, just beg." I hear her pleading.
"I don't beg, Mikayla." I say coldly.
"If she doesn't want to then text me and I'll come over." She says. "But please try and get her to meet me there. Just don't tell her that's what you're doing."
"I don't like going behind my sister's back." I admit.
"Isn't that what you're doing right now?" Mikayla asks.
"Shut up." I roll my eyes as I say. "You want me to help you or not?"
"Yes, please.." She begs.
"Then shut it." I tell her.
"Dallas?"
"What?" I respond.
"I'm sorry that I hurt your sister. I promise you those were never my intentions. You have my permission to kick my ass after I talk to her."
"I'll remember that." I say before hanging up.
I throw my phone aside and begin to think up a way to get my sister out of the house. It's been hard to just get her out of her room. As I think I hear my phone go off again and I turn to check the message.
Mikayla: So it's a yes?
Dallas: Meet you in three hours.
I put my cell phone in my pocket and go back into Mitchie's room. She's not laying down anymore, instead she's standing and looking out of her window. "You okay?" I ask as I take a seat on her bed.
"Just peachy." She responds without turning around.
"I was thinking maybe we go get some coffee." I ask nicely. I don't think this is really going to work, she's been moping since it all happened. "Just you and I, my treat."
"Okay." She simply replies.
"Okay?" I ask with a hint of confusion in my voice, I was not expecting that.
"Yeah, okay." She turns around and gives me a fake smile.
"This is... interesting." I joke.
"That i'm agreeing to go out?" She walks over to sit next to me and I bring my arm around her.
"Yeah," I smile. "You drive or me?"
"I'll drive but let's take my car.. I bet Allie's been waiting for me." She says with a real smile this time.
"Who's Allie?" I ask.
"My car." She responds and I give her a questioning look.
"Do I even want to know?"
"Let's just go, okay?" She stands up from the bed and walks over to get dressed. It takes us fifteen minutes to get out of the house.
Mitchie's POV
"You seem better." Dallas says as we near the coffeeshop. I give her a quick look then focus my eyes back on the road.
"I just realized I can't sit there and cry forever." I state.
"Are you ever going to talk to her?" She asks. I think about her question for a second before replying.
"I don't think i'm the one who's supposed to start the conversation." I reply.
"If you saw her now, would you let her talk to you?" She looks out the window as she asks.
"I don't know, Dallas." I pull into a space right in front of the coffeshop and step out.
"Perfect spot!" Dallas cheers as I walk over to her side.
"What can I say, I get lucky." I simply respond.
Dallas links her arm on mine and the two of us walk together over to the door of the shop. I check my phone as we walk in, hoping to see a call from Mikayla. When the screen comes out empty, I put my phone in my back pocket and look up.
"What the hell is she doing here?" I ask Dallas as I spot Mikayla in line. She's the second person in line but she doesn't see either of us.
"She's here to talk to you." Dallas tells me.
"What he hell!" I cry out as I unlink from my sister. "Did you do this?"
Instantly, Mikayla looks up towards us and begins her walk over to Dallas and I. My heart begins to speed up as she gets closer and all I can do is just run. I turn around and head back to the car, pulling Dallas along with me.
"Mitchie!" Mikayla calls out to me but I don't stop. "Baby, please let me talk."
"I don't want to talk to you." I lie. That's the biggest lie i've ever told anyone. Of course I want to talk to her, but i'm scared of what she has to say.
"Stop!" She cries out as we walk out of the shop and I walk over to the driver's side. Before Dallas can get into the passanger seat, Mikayla has entered it herself.
"You can't just end an engagement without letting me explain!" She tells me as I take a seat in the driver's seat. Dallas jumps into the backseat but does not offer up a word.
"Get out!" I yell over at Mikayla as I point to her door.
"Not until you talk to me." She grabs the seatbelt from beside her and puts it on.
"Get out of my car!" I repeat, louder this time.
"Mitchie you overreacted just like you are right now." She crosses her arms in front of her and looks me dead in the eyes.
"Please, get out." I can't even look at her anymore, it hurts too much. I turn my head and struggle to put the key in the ignition; saying i'm shaking is an understatement.
"I'm not going anywhere, i'm going to fight for you." She responds.
"Don't okay? Just go."
"Can we talk, please?" She begs. I haven't heard her beg like this ever.
"No!" I start the car and pull out of my spot. I don't know where i'm going but i begin the drive to God knows where.
"Are you going to listen?" She asks. I want so badly to make up with her, but my mind is clouded and I can't even think straight anymore.
"I'll hear you but it doesn't mean i'll give a crap about what you have to say." I tell her.
"Mitchie, please believe me when I say that I didn't do anything with Hannah." Her voice sounds sincere but I can't stand that girl's name.
"Don't you dare say that slut's name in my car!" I point my finger at her and yell.
"Eyes on the road, Mitch." Dallas tells me from the back seat. I look through the rearview mirror and notice that she to has her arms crossed but is looking out the window.
"I'm going to stop at the nearby gas station and you're getting out of my car!" I look over at Mikayla.
"Well how fucking thoughtful of you." She rolls her eyes. "You can pull up to whatever gas station you want but i'm not getting out of this car until you listen to me."
"I don't have to listen to you." I say. "I don't want to hear your sob story.. specially not one that took you a month to fucking write."
"I didn't write a sob story. Mitchie, I need you to just stop making assumptions and listen.. this is the only way you'll know what happened. I didn't call you the last month because i've been to fucking depressed to even get out of bed." She says.
"We're not going to have this conversation in my car." I tell her.
"Just listen to me, Mitch!" Mikayla begs again. "I'm not going to prolong my apology."
"Why should I listen? I already know what you have to say." I keep my eyes on the road as I speak.
"Why should you?" She throws her arms up like she gives up then points her finger at me. Things are about to get heated, I can sense it. "Why should you? Well let's see, Mitchie. I'm always fucking fighting for you, i'm always going out of my damn way to fight for you; to fight for us. I'm always the one busting my ass to save this relationship and what do you do? You run. Every time the going gets tough you run! There's two damn hearts getting hurt in this relationship, it's not just you."
I look at her in disbelief, I can't believe she just said that. I can't believe how true all of that is. "What do you want me to say to that, Mikayla? That i'm a coward? That I can't help but freak the fuck out and just take the easy way out? Okay so yeah, i'm a coward. I'm a coward because I get scared, I get scared to lose you. I love you too much to bear fighting with you, so I run. "
"If you love me then show it! Fight for me, fight for us. Damn it, Mitchie." I can see her growing red as she stares at me. "I need you to for once, fight this battle with me. I can't do this without you. I need you to meet me halfway here. For once, just fight for me; for us. This is the last chance.. I'm done fighting for you after today. It's your call."
I look over at Mikayla and she's just a mix of emotions. She instantly goes from angry to sad and I swear I see tears in her eyes.
"Mikayla, I-" I start to say but i'm quickly interrupted by my sister's shriek.
"Mitchie look out!" She yells over at me. In an instant I turn my head back to look at the road and see a car coming straight towards me. The only thing I can do before attempting to swerve is to throw my arm out in front of Mikayla, protecting her.
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