Alice shook her head and followed the tennis player. Reaching Dana as she pulled out her keys, Alice grabbed her arm and spun her around. “You never got it, Dana, because if you did you would know I could never give up on us, but again you just chose to assume you knew what I was feeling. Isn’t that how we got into this mess in the first place?” Alice relaxed her grip on Dana’s arm, trying to control her emotions. “Didn’t you leave me, because you thought I wanted, no needed more, but if you had just asked I would have told you that what you gave me was more than I could have ever hoped for. And now you’re doing it again. You’re running away before you even give me the chance to tell you how I feel.” Alice released Dana’s arm completely, and took a step away from the brunette. “You just showed me that your first instinct to run hasn’t changed, and I’m not sure how I’m suppose to give us another chance knowing that.”

It was Alice’s turn to walk away and leave Dana questioning what just took place.

“Way to fuck up, Dane.” Shane’s gravelly voice cut through the air.

Dana shot the hairstylist a look that clearly said back off, but that only encouraged Shane to approach her friend. “How do you expect her to trust you if you don’t trust her?”

“I trust her.”

“You could’ve fooled me.”

“I heard her say she loved Kerry. Tell me what I was suppose to think, because I’m pretty sure anybody in my situation would have jumped to conclusions.” Dana reasoned with the brunette.

“Well for starters you could’ve let her talk, or maybe followed the advice I gave you about believing in Alice’s love, because if you had done either of those things you wouldn’t be stuck listening to me bitch at you right now.”

“Instead I would be listening to Alice tell me she was choosing Kerry.”

Shane shook her head and let out a quiet laugh. “Dana as much as you’re pissing me off right now I still love you, and for that reason I’m going to tell you that you are in dire need of taking some sort of communication class, and the fact that that advice is coming from me is pretty bad.”

“I have no clue what you’re talking about Shane.”

“It was you, Dana. It was you she chose.”

Shane watched as a parade of emotions crossed Dana’s face. “But I heard.” The tennis player shook her head. “I mean when you were talking to her I thought she said.” Finally a look of understanding formed in the brunette’s eyes. “Fuck.” Dana pounded her fist against her car door. “Fuck, Shane. Why is it I can never get this shit right when it comes to Alice.”

“I don’t know, Dana, but you better figure that out on your way to find her, because I’m pretty sure she’s hurting right now, and the only person who can make that better is you.” Shane said, pushing Dana inside of the car.

“Right, I’ve got to figure out a way to fix this, or I may lose her completely this time.”