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    Just Be Happy (Chap.3)

    Previously (Just Be Happy)

    Shane stared down at the number, then back at her phone, she had entered the number about 10 times but couldn’t get the urge to hit the send button

    Shane: Just do it and stop being a bitch, you owe her, you owe yourself. Do It, Do It, Do It

    Before she knew it the phone was ringing

    Carmen: Hello, Hello, Anyone there

    Shane just listened but couldn’t say anything, Carmen had finally hung up. For the rest of the night Shane just watched the video of Carmen over and over, thinking this was as close as she would get to seeing Carmen again.

    Meanwhile back in New York

    Carmen’s Point of View

    Carmen: Hello, Hello, Anyone there

    Fuck it, I hate when people call and don’t say anything. Who the hell could that be calling this time of night anyway? (323) that’s LA area code, I shouldn’t worry, it’s probably nobody.  I lay back down to go to bed, but for some reason that number is stuck in my head, so I creep out of bed and go into the kitchen to get a snack.  I redial the number, it’s ringing, ringing, and then I nearly piss on myself when I hear that voice

    Voicemail: Shane, leave a message

    Shane, Shane, Shane, why I’m I repeating her name. Shane calling me, what could she possibly want, God I haven’t talk to her in 3 years, since she decided to leave me at the alter. Then those words, the words that I will never forget.  “She’s not proud of this, and she doesn’t expect you to forgive her” those were her words that she didn’t even have the guts to tell me herself. I don’t know why she’s calling because I don’t forgive her and I don’t think I ever will, there is no excuse that could possibly make me even consider forgiving her.  I wonder why she’s calling?

    Babe!

    Carmen: Yea I’m coming

    I wake up to the alarm blaring in my ear, God it feels like I just fell asleep.  Which I probably had since I had been tossing and turning all night.  For some reason I couldn’t get Shane off my mind, which is crazy right?  Since I hate her so much, I was thinking about calling her back or leaving a message but that will just start some something that I don’t think I would be able to finish.  I get up and take a shower, I decided to go for a walk and get some coffee.  I’m standing in the line at Starbucks when I hear a familiar voice call my name.

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