Author: Beautybelle145 PM
takes place after Tess calls Mitchie out on lying When Shane discovers Mitchies secret, it throws his world upside-down as he sinks back into his bad and destructive habits to deal with the heartbreak. Rated M for cutting. Oneshot has been expanded!Rated: Fiction M - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 5 - Words: 5,416 - Reviews: 30 - Favs: 17 - Follows: 26 - Updated: 08-02-08 - Published: 07-25-08 - id: 4422682
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A/N: So this scene takes place after Shane finds out that Mitchie lied to him. I really enjoyed writing this and I am thinking of expanding it into a more developed story instead of leaving it as a oneshot. I have a bunch of ideas on where to take this, but let me know what you think?
He slammed the door behind him, locking it and scanning the room with wild eyes. He needed something sharp, something razor sharp. He brushed his long black hair out of his eyes as he began to rummage through the drawers by the bed. He pulled random papers, his lyric notebook and dental floss. Who was he kidding, of course he wasn't going to find anything sharp. Nate had been smart enough to go through his suitcase before he had shipped Shane off to this god forsaken place, removing everything that he could possibly draw blood with.
Shane threw himself on his bed, breathing hard, trying to calm himself down. He spotted the papers he had thrown across the floor, a gleam of silver, a sigh of relief. He pulled the paper clip off, unbending it so it was a straight piece of metal. He took a deep breath, placing the blunt edge against his skin on his upper wrist.
A sharp inhale, as his pushed down hard, feeling his skin break and the warmth of his blood seep through onto his skin. Another sigh of relief. It was like he had just released all of his tension, his anger, his sadness through his body, through that one slice. He laid on his back, letting the air sting his cut, feeling the blood slowly stop flowing and start to dry up.
He was going to get it if Nate and Jason found out, but he didn't care right then. It was their fault he had been sent to this Hell hole, their fault he thought he finally had found a friend, and maybe even love; someone who finally seemed to understand him, who could see through his brick wall. A girl who had inspired him to get back to his roots, to let her see his soft side; a girl who brought out his vulnerability.
Someone who had been lying to him the whole summer, who had taken his susceptible heart that he had so willingly shown her and who had crushed it. He was so hurt, his ego so wounded, and he was so alone. Nate and Jason had left him here and let this girl take advantage of him and hurt him. So he hurt himself.
He took a deep breath and turned over on his side, wincing as the cut stung when it made contact with the sheets. He closed his eyes and hummed that melody that he had heard two weeks ago, the words running permanently etched into his brain. What was he doing, fooling around with Mitchie? He just needed to focus on the music, that song he had heard, that voice that had sung those words.
He didn't know what he was going to do if he didn't find the girl with the voice. But he knew one thing was for certain, the girl with the voice would be the only girl he would even consider letting inside his wall again. He had learned his lesson.
Gorgeous genuine girls like Mitchie couldn't be trusted.
He felt the anger at what had just happened fill him up again. He thought of earlier that day, the canoe ride where he realized he actually might be falling for her.
"It must be the same for you too, huh?"
"Because of your mom. And her job at Hot Tunes. People probably always fake around you."
"Uh yeah, right. Totally."
"You know, it's nice talking to someone who gets it."
And than afterwards, after singing the song that she had inspired him to write.
"So what is she, the vice president of hot tunes?"
"No, she's a cook."
"A cook at hot tunes china?
"So you lied to everyone. Your mom cooks our food."
He felt the knife go through his back again. It looked like he was only ever going to have friends in Jason and Nate, because they were the only people who saw him for Shane and not for Shane Grey. He hated that. He loved Nate and Jason like brothers, but the fact that they would possibly be the only people in his life who actually knew him and understood him? His felt his body pulsating with rage at the thought of thinking that Mitchie was someone different.
He reached for the paper clip again…