Now I’m Nothing PT 7

11:49 Western Ballroom, Château Marquis

This is gonna be fun in a sadistic way. Shane is either gonna sink or swim. We ate our breakfast that my sweet English made for us; some kind fancy egg thing and grapefruit. After all of Shane’s mumble about being hungry she really didn’t eat, more like brooded…. some more. She followed that up with a smoke on deck facing the ocean. I didn’t know she like the beach so much.

I drove us to the hotel and Shane demanded that mopey country band again. I don’t know why she wasn’t happier. I mean most people don’t get third chances let alone second ones…wait does that make sense? Well whatever. We drive up and the valet is fumbling over himself. He has a crush on Helena and she enjoys tormenting him about it. It kinda pisses me off. But I let it go. You see you have to pick and choose what your gonna fly of the handle about and this wasn’t enough for me. We make our way to the ballroom hosting this event and get our seats. The staff is working double to make sure we are all comfortable on account of the boss lady being in attendance. Helena gets a kick out of it.

We sit through the end of someone’s speech on the downfalls of Protools and our “dependence on it.” It’s snoring boring. From the looks of it the closer the clock tics to noon the more tense Shane becomes. I mean she’s shitting bricks.

Off to the side and a little to the right 11:55 AM

“Your kidding right, you’ve got be fucking kidding that’s her?”

“And Alice, and Helena.”

“Are they your ex girlfriends too? Oww, what?”

“Oh god Wade what I am gonna do? How did she know I was here? Fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking fuck, fuck!!”

“Carmen that’s a lot of fucking. Get yourself under control. You’re a professional and you have a job to do, but whatever you don’t picture her naked”

12:00 PM Western Ballroom

She looks great in her pinstriped business suit. Her lips move and I can’t hear what she’s saying. The blood pounding in my head making it really hard to concentrate on her speech. She knows I am here. I look her in the eye sending a message. Meet me outside when you’re done. I smile weakly at her, and I see those pearly whites blazing back at me. And I walk away on cloud nine. Now it’s up to her. She’ll finish her speech say her hello’s and goodbye’s and come out side to find me. Assuming she wants to.