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    All The Fallen – Chapter 8

     

    “What are you doing here?” she demanded in her even tone,
    staring at
    Dana with her
    intense blue eyes.

     

    “As if you don’t know!” Dana
    yelled back, toe to toe with Susan now.

     

    “No, I don’t.  I didn’t have
    time for this bullshit the last time you tried it and I don’t have time
    now.
    Susan
    began .

     

    “You and Alice!  Alice and
    you!  Oh no you don’t, Susan!  Not this time!  I let you have Lara
    instead of standing up to you.  You’re
    not going to take another friend of mine and…”  Dana
    threatened her.

     

    Alice
    peeked around Susan in an almost comical
    manner.  “Um, Dana?  It was my idea,” she said in a small
    voice and a sheepish grin.

     

    “Oh yeah, sure!” Dana
    cocked her hands on her hips.   “Alice,
    I’ve seen how she operates.  You know
    what she did to Lara!  Its always someone else’s idea!  How could you..”

     

    “What was between Lara
    and I was between the two of us,” Susan
    said in a low threatening voice. 
    “And it’s over.”

     

    “Damn right, it’s over!  She
    blew you off, beat you at your own cold-hearted game! She won
    Susan!  Don’t you just fucking hate that?”  Dana sneered.

     

    “All right, have it your way,” Susan
    shrugged.  “Then what’s your
    bitch?”

     

    Dana was momentarily speechless
    at Susan‘s lack of argument about Lara.  What the fuck was happening here?  Until her anger surged again at the real
    reason why she was here. 

     

    “You know damned good and well! 
    You totally fucked with me. 
    Again!  And you had no reason
    to.”

     

    “Dana, as far
    as I know, the only person fucking you or with you is your wife,” Susan said
    sarcastically and Alice
    pressed her face to Susan‘s stiff back.

     

    “Yeah right,” Dana
    wagged her head side to side.  “So
    you don’t know anything about the S&M slut who fucked my brother at my
    wedding reception, took pictures and posted them on my mom’s
    website?”  Dana
    barked.

     

    The momentarily look of confusion and disbelief on Susan‘s
    face was almost enough to make Dana rethink her
    line of attack.  Almost. 

     

    “And you don’t know who poisoned the wedding cake, took the
    pictures and turned it into a fucking billboard?”

     

    Susan shook her head, she had no
    idea what Dana was talking about.  Surely this vortex thing had been the
    culprit.  “No,” she said
    quietly, “I don’t.”

     

    Then she looked up and saw Lara
    standing a few feet behind Dana, looking from Alice
    to Susan and back again.  And then to Dana.  Her face was an excruciating blend of sorrow
    and rage.  Susan
    swallowed in the sight, almost regretting her foray with Alice
    in seeing Lara’s face.

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