Speak Now (A Shoey Fanfic)

Chapter 13

"Wasn't my oatmeal enough?"

"It was good," He agreed, "But brownies still top. Sorry Joey."

"I still think we should get some green juice or something," I sighed.

"A promise is a promise."

"But Shane! I'm going to get fat!"

Shane burst out into hysterical laughter.

"What? What's so funny?"

"You, get fat? Seriously, Joey. You have a rabbit's diet."

"Which is why I'm not fat."

"It's one time," He tugged on my arm, "Just eat something good for once."

I rolled my eyes, "Fine, fine, whatever. But only once."

"Yay!" He flung his arms around me, and I couldn't help but smile. He looked so cute with his sweet smile, with his arms lightly held together behind my neck. He seemed so free spirited.

I smiled brightly and spun him around, then lightly pressed my lips to his. "You're the cutest."

He batted his eyelashes jokingly, "I know."

"You are so modest."

"The most modest." He nodded.

"Since your so modest you probably shouldn't make me do all the cooking," I added.

"But, Joey," He whined.

"No buts!" I crossed my arms, "I cooked for you, you cook for me."

"Hey, you did that voluntarily."

I shrugged, "I guess no brownies then." I started to back towards the bathroom.

"Wait, Joey. How about we make it together."

I bit my lip to keep me from smiling. I knew eventually he'd crumble and make me brownies, and that would be very pleasing. But I liked the idea of us doing something together. It was almost like a date. Sort of.

I slowly turned to face him, "Fine, but you actually have to work."

Shane smiled genuinely at me. I loved that smile. "Of course."

Making brownies with Shane was a nightmare. We dropped three eggs, spilled milk all of the floor, and I swear we took zero sanitary cautions. But yet, I didn't care. It was the most fun I've had a long time.

It was almost enough to forget about Meghan. About Lisa.

About David.

My heart screamed at the thought of David. Suddenly, I was plummeting. I didn't bother to check on him. I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts. What if he had died and I had no idea?

No. I would have heard by now. But I couldn't stop thinking about the thought.

He was dying because he got in a car wreck. He got in a car wreck because he loved me, and I didn't love him. He was dying because I loved Shane, and here I was, having the time of my life with the reason he's in the hospital in the first place.

Suddenly all of this felt wrong. I felt like throwing up. I was so selfish. I was so, so selfish.

"Shane, I-"

I felt my legs wobble. I couldn't keep my balance. I was collapsing. I was falling into a giant pit of nothing.

I continued to fall until I crashed onto the tile of Shane's kitchen. I couldn't focus on anything. Everything was blurring together. What was happening to me?"