Shane ran up the steps and walked into the house. Carmen sighed and got out of the Jeep. She walked up to the house and walked in. she closed the door and sat the keys in the bowl. She ran her fingers through her hair and walked down the hall. She made it to her bedroom and walked into the room. She saw Shane lying on the bed looking up at the ceiling. She sighed and stood against the door.

“Shane, babeI’m sorry about this whole thing.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s over alright.”

“I know, but I just feel like that it’s my fau-.”

Shane shot up. “Carmen lets not talk about it. It’s done.”

Carmen walked over to Shane and sat down on the bed. “Will you please talk to me?”

Shane looked at her. “What is there to talk about? That I was made into a big joke to Olivia? Oh and how did she know that I was a drug addict unless you told her? She didn’t need to know all of my business!”

“I’m sorry, I needed someone to talk you and she was there.” Carmen tried to touch Shane’s hand.

“Don’t.” Shane got off the bed. “I need to think.” She walked out of their room and slammed the door. Carmen sat there on the bed and wiped the tears away. Shane grabbed her jacket off the couch and walked out the house. She grabbed her pack of cigarettes from her pocket and grabbed one. She lit one up and took a drag. She walked away from her house and down the street.

Shane tiptoed back into the house after one. She sighed and took off her jacket. She threw it on the couch and walked into her room. She closed the door        quietly and stripped down to her boy shorts. She climbed into bed and lay on her stomach. Carmen rolled over and sighed. She ran her fingers across Shane’s smooth back.

“Babe, where were you?”

Shane closed her eyes. “I went walking.”

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah.”

“Babe, I’m-.”

Shane sighed. “Carmen, can I please go to bed please?”