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    Life: Altered 03.29 ~ In Your Hands

    Life: Altered 03.29 ~ In Your Hands

    Dana stared at the plane ticket, willing it
    to leap up and bite
    Shane
    in the *****.  Hard.  Maybe she’d take it and come with her, but
    she knew it wasn’t going to happen, at least not in this lifetime or this time
    line.

    It was an odd request, she was sure, but in two days, she’d be leaving for Australia, for the biggest event of her life and
    the one person she wanted most to be with her. 
    Out rightly refused to go with her. 
    She had been stand offish in the last two weeks, and was silent, kept to
    herself and was reading like there was not going to be a tomorrow.

    Dana replayed the conversation they’d had
    over the last few days, 5 days to be exact and every time it was the same.  Just different words, but the same
    inflection.

    “I’m just going to be in the way, a distraction.”  Shane groaned this talk again, and she could hear the pain
    in
    Dana
    ‘s voice as she spoke.  Shane hated her sounding hurt, but she couldn’t inflict
    this pain on herself either.

    “Shane, you’ve never been a distraction, please?  I need someone there with me.”  Dana pleaded, wanting to go over and shake some sense into
    her.

    “Alice said it was cool that I crash at her
    pad.”  Shane said, moving back to the
    dresser and picked out an array of tee shirts. 
    Dana crossed her arms, leaning up against the door and pouting.  She tapped her foot, staring hard at Shane.

    “But.”

    “No buts Quin is gone for a few days, she had to go to New York and I’m sure
    that Alice won’t mind the company.”  Shane
    stated, really not saying what she wanted to say, hiding from the simple truth
    of it all.

    Dana stomped out of the room, tired of rehashing this over and over again.  If Shane didn’t want to come, fine.  She wasn’t going to ask anymore, never again.

    “FINE!”  She slammed the front door as
    she want out for a run, in her every day clothes, but at the moment she could
    have been dressed in high heels and a cocktail dress and she’d have gone
    running.  She needed the fresh air, as it
    was in LA, and time to think, to sweat out her frustrations about Shane.

    ~*~*~*~*~*

    Shane listened as the door slammed shut and she jumped, sitting on the bed next
    to the suitcase and removing her sunglasses. 
    She wiped a tear away from the corner of her eye and sniffed. 

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    Comments

    1. After all that, you’re going to leave us hanging? Please tell me that the tragedy is Shane wearing mis-matching clothes or the taxi driver running into another car at less than 5mph.

    2. WHAT TRAGEDY!!!! Oh fuck, oh fuck, no no no nothing can go and interrupt their getting together…again…shit shit. Janet you are killing me! I’m dying!Oh god, please update soon!

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