Storm Watch 02.10 – Drive

            Rosita vaulted into her car over the door the top was down on the Mustang and she didn’t bother with the door.  Tina opened the door and got into the car the engine already revving.  Tina looked back not with longing as Rosita had thought she would have instead with hate and loathing in her eyes.  Something inside of Tina was burning a bright flame of hate and her skin was glowing from it.

            “You going to be ok?”  Rosita asked, and Tina smiled, licking her lips and tasting Ro on them, she nodded.  Reaching over, and touching Rosita’s warm cheek and stating with a soft voice.

            “Drive.”

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            “Where are Sam and Shane?”  Dana asked and Alice shrugged getting drinks at the bar.  Standing close to one another and Alice couldn’t help but take notice of how ***** Dana looked even with the bruised and battered lip. 

            She motioned for the bartender.  Alice got four shot glasses and a bottle of tequila.  She slid some money across the polished bar and turned and walked away.  Alice felt Dana stiffen next to her and Alice gingerly touched her nose, thinking she looked like a freak tonight.

            “You are serious aren’t you?  You are going to welcome Bette back into your good graces with a drink?”  Dana asked aghast and Alice nodded walking back to the same table that they’d previously occupied but this time the people had changed.  It was Candace and Bette sitting there, Alice wondered what she’d been thinking when she’d pulled Candace, the cheat, into the club with them.  It was a stupid move, but she’d done it nonetheless.

            Because you have to keep your friends close and your enemies closer.  Her mind sang to her a sweet evil voice of her inner rascal voice stated to her. 

            “So how have you been Bette?  You never call, you never write…”  Alice quipped, sitting down and Dana cast her a side ward glance, her swollen lip making the face she had plastered on rather laughable.  Alice smiled a bit as she looked at her, wanting to reach out and touch the lip to ask if it hurt or not.