Hey everyone! Thank you so much for your awesome reviews. I'm glad a bunch of y'all liked the first part of this story. Here's the second part – SO sorry it's been such a time gap. To try and make up for it, I've made it EXTRA long! What had happened was that I decided to make this story go a totally different way right in the middle of writing the chapter, so you might be able to tell. I don't even know anymore, but all that matters is that it's here!

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Over the next month, Mitchie would invite Shane to join in whenever she and Alex would hang out and invite Alex to tag along with her and Shane, much to Alex's dismay. He was arrogant and at times, outright rude, but still, Alex tried to give him a chance. She tried for Mitchie.

That was until Shane crossed the line.

-Present day-

Alex pulled up to the visitors' parking lot at the hospital and ran into the emergency room waiting area.

"Mitchie Torres!" She practically screamed into the Plexiglas partition that separated her and the administrator at the desk. The woman looked up stoically and reached over to slide the window open, seeming to take as much time as she could. Alex impatiently tapped her foot.

"Mitchie… Torres." She almost snarled through clenched teeth.

The disinterested woman typed a few things into her computer and then looked back at Alex.

"She'll be moved to a room soon when she's finished being treated. You can have a seat until then."

Alex gave her a small, challenging glare before sulking over to a chair and plopping down in defeat.

After 10 minutes of squirming in her seat, Alex's head whipped around after hearing a ruckus similar to the one she had made.

"Hi, where is Mitchie Torres? I'm her mother. Where is she?"

"Connie!" Alex called out, knowing that no help would come any time soon.

"Oh, Alex." Connie sighed in relief. The moment she took a step toward the girl, Alex sprang out of her chair and into Connie's arms, letting a few tears roll down her cheek.

"Connie, I'm so sorry." She cried, "I'm so, so, so, so sorry. I should have been there. I should have protected her."

"No, honey. This is not your fault, you hear me?" Connie gave Alex a comforting squeeze.

"Yes it is. I should have looked out for her. I should have been there." Alex kept repeating herself until her knees gave out and the two sank down to the floor in their embrace.

-Flashback-

Over the course of the first month that Shane was back home, Mitchie had made sure he was invited to almost every outing she and Alex planned. Much to Alex's dismay, Shane had a wide open schedule. The two seemed to find each other butting heads a lot, mostly vying to get Mitchie's attention. Every time Shane had something to say, Alex was there to roll her eyes and every time Alex caught Mitchie's eye Shane would do something obnoxiously flashy to bring her back.

"Hey, Mitchie, I'm having a huge party this weekend. You should come." Shane said excitedly. He looked at Mitchie with hopeful eyes and when she hesitated, he turned to Alex and his smile dropped, "You can come too." He shrugged.

"Uh, thanks." Alex looked at Mitchie, whose smile grew.

"That sounds really fun." Mitchie perked up. Her eyes widened a bit.

"Is it going to be a… 'party'-party?" She asked shyly.

"Yeah, it is." Shane chuckled, "But nothing too crazy or anything. There'll be soda, too. Don't worry – no one will pressure you to do anything."

-Present Day-

"Mrs. Torres?" A doctor in a long, white coat walked into the waiting room. Connie and Alex both stood at attention and made their way over to him, clinging to each other.

"We've got her stable," He started in a soft, calming voice, "She's on a mild dose of Valium to decrease her blood pressure and heart rate and a treatment of cold blankets and Tylenol to reduce her fever and hyperthermia. She's going to be just fine, but I'd like for her to stay here the rest of the night and possibly tomorrow."

Connie and Alex both let out sighs of utter relief.

"Can we see her?" The nervous mother asked.

"I'd like to let her rest for the night, but if there are any changes, you'll be the first to know and then you can see her in the morning. In the meantime, why don't you two go home and get some sleep?" The doctor offered.

"Oh, that's okay. I think I'd rather stay here. You know, close."

The doctor nodded understandably and walked away.

"You should go home and get some rest yourself." Connie said, turning to Alex.

"No, no. I couldn't leave you or Mitchie here. I'll stay." Alex shook her head, "I need to be here."

The two carefully made it back to their seats.

-Flashback: The Party-

"Thanks for driving, Mitch." Alex smiled as the two friends got out of the car after they pulled up to the large 'Grey' house. Mitchie reached up to ring the doorbell as her friend chuckled.

"There's no way anyone would hear the doorbell over this music, is there?" Mitchie asked shyly. Alex opened the doorway and led a nervous Mitchie in. The smell of alcohol instantly flooded their noses.

"Wow, they really like to dive into it." Alex looked around the huge living room. She had been to her share of parties, but none in a house like the Greys'.

"Mitchie! Alex!" Shane sauntered toward the two friends with a red Solo cup in his left hand and a lit cigarette in his right, "Why don't you guys come over for a drink?"

Alex shrugged while Mitchie quickly shook her head.

"Definitely not, thank you." She put her hands up as if to physically push away the offer.

"Come on, Miiiiiitch." Shane slurred, "It's just one driiiiiiink."

"No, Shane. I'm not drinking." Mitchie refused sternly. Shane frowned.

"Please?" The pop star tried a puppy dog pout but Mitchie was not moved.

"Fine." He said a bit angrily, "I'll go get Alex a drink, then." Shane started soaking into the kitchen with his head down.

"I'm getting go talk to him." Mitchie sighed, fearing she had heard her friend's feelings. Alex nodded.

"Hey, Shane." Mitchie walked into the kitchen shyly.

"Hi." Shane pouted as he grabbed a cup and poured a mixture of soda and vodka into it.

"Listen, you're not mad or anything, are you?" The girl fiddled with the hem of her shirt. Shane shook his head.

"Then what's the matter?"

"You don't trust me, do you?"

"What?" Mitchie was taken aback, "of course I trust you. I'm just not into drinking."

"You know I would never give you something that would hurt you." He said comfortingly. Shane took the cup and started walking out of the kitchen, leaving Mitchie alone.

Mitchie thought for a moment about what Shane had said. She felt terrible - making Shane think she didn't trust him. Her mind raced and before she could think anything through, Mitchie found herself running after Shane.

"Wait!" Mitchie called out just as Shane started to get the cup to Alex. Everyone paused, "… I'll take a drink…"

Alex's eyes widened while Shane smirked.

"Alrighty…" Shane said with a mischievous sneer he headed back into the kitchen and gestured for Mitchie to follow him.

"I knew you'd come around." Shane went straight for the fridge and pulled out soda and vodka.

"Well, you know…" Mitchie started, "… I trust you."

"Smart girl." Another smirk.

Mitchie took the cup and followed Shane back into the living room.

"Hey." Alex rushed up to her friend, "What are you doing?"

"What?" Mitchie shrugged, "I'm just cutting loose… And besides…" She looked at her childhood best friend, "I trust Shane…"

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