Hello readers! :) So, I'm going to start off my apologizing for not updating since March. I hope I didn't lose any of you from my super long absence. I never got the chance to write much because of school. Thanks for all of the reviews.
So to make up for my absence, I decided to give you guys a longer chapter.
Here's chapter 18. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer : I do not own anything.
I felt his warm breath on my face as he leaned closer and closer.
"Shane – "
"Shhh…" He whispered, leaning in and closing his eyes. I felt my eyelids droop as I moved closer to him.
His lips pressed against mine softly. I felt the butterflies erupt in my stomach. I kissed him back as I moved my hand to the side of his face.
I jolted awake and sat up in my bed. I reached over to my night stand and picked up my phone. It was 4: 23 A.M. I groaned and dropped my head into my hands.
"It was just a dream, Mitchie." I said to myself. I sighed and lied back down. I tried going back to sleep but all I could think about was what happened last night in the car.
I felt his warm breath on my face as he leaned closer and closer. My eyes started to close as I leaned in as w ell.
I heard a knock come from behind me and I sprung away from Shane. I looked out the window to see David.
"Oh, shit." I muttered. I quickly got out of the car. "David," I clear my throat. "Hey."
"What was taking you so long?" He asked as Shane got out of the car.
"Nothing. We were just talking. Anyway, bye Shane." I waved to him and grabbed David's arm. "Let's go."
I pulled David towards the apartment building. I glanced back towards Shane and saw him still standing there. I turned back and went inside.
"So, you guys were just talking?" David asked.
"Yes, David. We were just talking." I replied as we climbed up the stairs.
"Really? 'Cause it didn't look like you guys were talking from my point of view." He smirked.
"Oh, yeah? What did it look like from your point of view?" I crossed my arms.
"Well it looked like you guys were about to kiss."
"We were not." I denied.
"Yeah, you were."
"No, we weren't. And even if we were, it's none of your business." I opened the door of our apartment and slammed it before he could inside.
What would have happened if we had kissed? Did he really want to kiss me or was he just caught up in the moment or something? Would things be different if we had kissed? Would…would we date?
I groaned. I should just sleep in on this and think about it tomorrow.
I was glad it was the weekend, which meant I didn't have to go to work. I wasn't ready to face Shane after what had happened in the car last night.
I was sitting on the couch watching T.V. with David and Jessica when Caitlyn called.
"Hey, Cait." I answered the phone.
"Are you doing anything tonight?"
"Good. So you're coming to a party with me. I'll be at your apartment in twenty, K?"
"Wait, party? Whose?" From the corner of my eye I saw David look over at me when he heard me say party.
"This guy on the basketball team is throwing a party and you're coming with me." Caitlyn replied.
"But I wasn't invited." I said.
"You don't have to be invited. People just go. C'mon, you have to come. I want you to come."
"I don't want to go. I won't even know anyone there."
"Well, if you go, you'll get to know more people. C'mon, please? Please, please, please, please, please!" I could hear her stomping her feet in the background.
"I don't know. I have to ask." I sat up on the couch. "Hold on." I turned to face Jessica and David. "Hey, do you guys mind if I go to a party with Caitlyn?"
"I don't know –" David started.
"Of course you can." Jessica interrupted him. I watched as David gave her look which she returned.
David sighed. "Fine but you need to be home by ten."
"Ten? David, are you kidding me? She's a senior, now. She doesn't need a curfew." Jessica looked at him.
"Just be home by twelve." David said to me and crossed his arms.
"Okay. I'm going to go get ready." I got up from the couch and went towards my room. "Okay, I can go." I said to Caitlyn on the phone.
"Great. I will be there in twenty minutes." She hung up.
I sighed as I closed the door of my room.
I looked through my closet and tried to decide what to wear. I pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans and a long sleeve white v-neck. After changing, I put on a light coat of lip gloss on and brushed my hair. Once I was done getting ready, I sat down on my bed and listened to some music on my iPod as I waited for Caitlyn. About five minutes later, Caitlyn barged into my room.
"You know, there's this thing called knocking." I said as I took paused the music.
"I knocked for a good minute, you know." She sat down next to me. "Anyway, just go get dressed."
"I am dressed."
"You're wearing that?" I nodded in response. "I don't think so." She got up and walked over to my closet.
"I'm sixteen years old, turning seventeen in two weeks. I think I can dress myself."
"Oh, this would be perfect!" She pulled out a pink dress with spaghetti straps. "Here, wear this."
It was one of the many clothes Jessica had bought me since I didn't bring back much of my clothes from the house. I hadn't worn much of those clothes since they were mostly sleeveless and couldn't cover any of the scars. So when I did wear them I always put on a jacket over it.
"Caitlyn, I don't want to wear that. It's, uhm, cold outside." I said. I couldn't wear the dress. It would show the scars.
"Just wear a jacket. Here, this one would go great with the dress." She handed me a jacket that ended just below my elbows. "Do you have any accessories?"
"Caitlyn, I don't want to wear this. Can't I just –"
"Mitchie, I'm not taking no for an answer." She went through my drawers. She pulled out some pink bangles.
I sighed defeated and took the dress. "Don't watch me as I dress."
"I wasn't planning on it." She lied down on my bed.
I put on the dress and the jacket. I put the bangles on the hand that had the most visible scars to cover it. "Okay, done." I turned to look at her. "Hey!"
"Wow! You actually wrote these? These are great!" Caitlyn said as she turned another page of my song book.
"Caitlyn, that's personal!" I snatched it out of her hands. I put it back under my pillow.
"You know, we've never actually heard you sing."
"And you never will." I replied as I bent down to put on the pair of heels Caitlyn had picked out.
"Hey, where'd you get that cut from?" She asked pointed to the cut on my leg.
"Oh, uhm, that? I, uh, got it while I was shaving. Yeah, I was shaving and well you know the rest." I got up and grabbed my phone. "Hey, can you put my phone in your bag since I'm not taking one and don't have anything to put it in."
"Sure." I handed her my phone. "Let's go."
We went out in the living room to say goodbye to David and Jessica.
"Mitchie, you look great! The dress looks great on you." Jessica came up to me. I thanked her.
"Have fun and be home by twelve." David said and gave me a hug.
"Uh, okay." I awkwardly patted his back.
Caitlyn and I got into her car and drove off. "So, is Tess going to be at this party?" I asked her.
"Because I really don't want to put up with her tonight."
"Don't worry. She will most likely be busy with some dumbass." She said.
We soon arrived at the party. There were groups of people all over the front yard. As we went up the porch to go inside, a guy got stepped in front of me separating me from Caitlyn.
"Hey." The guy said blocking the entrance. I looked behind him to see Caitlyn inside. She hadn't noticed that I wasn't with her.
"Uhm, hi." I could tell he was drunk because he reeked of beer.
"What's your name, cutie?" He winked at me. I pushed him out of the way and went inside.
I made my way through the crowd and made it into the kitchen where I found Caitlyn, Joe, and Nate.
"Hey, where were you?" Caitlyn asked as I approached them.
"There was this drunk dude that stopped me outside of the house."
"Are you okay?" Joe asked as I sat down on a chair beside him.
"I'm fine. So, who's throwing this party again?"
"You see that guy right there?" Joe pointed to a couch which two couple were sitting on.
"Which one? The one making out with the blonde or brunette?"
"The blonde." Nate answered.
"Oh. Wait, is that Tess?" Caitlyn nodded. "Dang, she gets over dudes fast."
"That's how Tess is." Caitlyn replied.
"Hey, do you want to dance?" Joe asked me.
"Sure." He took my hand and led me to where everyone was dancing. I looked back to Caitlyn and motioned for her to come with us. She grabbed Nate's hand and followed us.
As we danced, we talked about music and school. I occasionally looked around to see if Shane was here, but I didn't see him until I looked over Joe's shoulder to see him in a lip lock with some girl.
The smile on my face was gone as a million questions ran through my mind. Why was he kissing her? Is she his girlfriend? Why did he almost kiss me then? Was he really caught up in the moment in the car?
"Hey, are you okay? You seem a little down all of a sudden." Joe said as he placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Okay. So, I know I've asked you this a lot, and this is going to be the last time. I kind of like you and I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me." He looked me in the eye.
"Please, don't say no right of the bat. Just one date. If you're not interested, I'll be totally fine with it." He pleaded.
"Okay." I gave in.
"Really?" I nodded. "Thanks for giving me a chance." He smiled.
A girl bumped into me, spilling her drink all over me. "Oh, whoops." She giggled.
"Ugh. I'll be back. I'm just going to go wash this up." I said to Joe.
The house was actually pretty big. I ended up on the second floor where only a few people were. I opened at least four doors before finding the bathroom. I got some tissues and wiped at the spot that had formed on my dress.
I left the bathroom and started to go back the way when someone grabbed my arm.
"Hey, cutie." The voice said. I turned around to see that it was the same guy that had confronted me earlier.
"Excuse me, but I need to go." I tried to shake the guys hand off.
"I don't think so." He tried to kiss me but I pushed him away.
"Seriously, dude, back off." I said.
"No." He got a hold of my hand again.
"John, back off, man." Shane called out coming towards us.
"I'm just trying to have a good time." The dude tried to pull me close to him again.
Shane came up to us and pulled him away from me. "No, you're not. Not with her."
"Oh, whoops, bro. Didn't know you already had dibs."
"I can take care of myself, Shane." I walked away from him and so called John. As I walked past them I felt a hand smack my butt. I turned around and glared at John. I walked up to him and coldly said, "You ever try that again, I swear I will cut off your dick and shove it in your mouth." I stomped on his foot with my heel and brought my knee up to his crotch. John made an 'oof' sound and fell to the ground. "See, I told you I can take care of myself." I said to Shane as I leaned against the wall behind us.
"Sure, 'cause you were doing so well before, right?" He took a step forward, towards me.
"Yes. I could have handled it myself." I crossed my arms.
"So, you and Joe, huh?" Shane came closer to me.
"Where did you hear that from?" I asked. Why does he care?
"Nate, Caitlyn, and Joe said so himself. I wanted to hear it from you."
"Joe and I are going to go on a date." I told as he took another step towards me. He was no more than a foot away from me. He placed one hand on either side me, so I wouldn't be able to escape.
"And what about us?" He breathed out.
"Us? What about us?" I looked up at him. "Is there even an us?"
"Why are you acting so different?"
"I'm not. I'm still me. The same girl who killed her parents and cuts herself."
"So what happened in the car was nothing?"
"Nothing even happened. You tried to kiss me and that's it."
"You didn't stop me, either."
"Shane, just forget that it ever happened. Forget anything ever happened. Just forget you ever met me. It will be a lot easier that way, for you and me."
"How am I going to be able to forget you when every single moment I think about whether or not you're hurting yourself with that goddamn blade? Whether or not you're going to go too deep and −"
"Kill myself? I told you, that's not what I'm trying to do. So, there's nothing you have to worry about. I told you the first time you found out to just walk away and pretend like you didn't even see anything."
"God, I'm such an idiot." He smacked the wall behind me and I flinched. "I should have told David what happened in the first place so I wouldn't be stuck with you then. I mean you didn't want to be involved with me in the first place. Why did I even try? Oh yeah, because I fucking care about you. I want to help you. But all you care about is yourself."
"I don't need your help because you don't understand." I stabbed my finger on his chest. "You just don't understand. How dare you say that to me? You don't understand what I'm going through." I angrily pushed him away from me. Don't ever show your face to me, Shane Gray." I said before walking away from him.
I hope you liked it. :)
I finished my first year of high school last Friday! Yay! Unfortunately, I'm taking a summer class and I have like 4 summer projects. But I'll try to write as much as I can.
I just found out from Mussofan04 that I was nominated for Best Breakout Author. I just wanted to thank whoever had nominated me so whoever you are, thank you. :)