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    All The Fallen – Chapter 8

    Story written on April 21, 2006 by Jaded_Wind.
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    Dana keeps getting the hits – Shane’s new abilities keep escelating – Lara wants to confess – Then all H**l breaks loose

     

    “So you’re the one who called the TV news crew too?” Dana
    accused, Susan blanched.

     

    “What?” Susan
    and Lara both said at the same time.

     

    “The news crew,” Dana  “The night Tonya
    and I came to Petruccio’s.  I was going
    to have it out with you then.  Someone
    called a TV news crewYthe story was all over the local news the next day.  I lost every damned sponsorship I had, Susan!  My career is over! Are you satisfied
    now?  Is that what you wanted?”

     

    Susan clamped her mouth shut, and
    looked at Lara who clearly had no idea what Dana
    was talking about either.  Her mind was
    blazing, trying to think of how to defuse this situation, how many more lies
    she could make up without costing Lara any more
    than she already had.

     

    “Um, excuse me,” AliceSusan
    the reporter in her taking over. 
    “But neither one of you could have called the TV station that
    night.”

     

    “What do you mean?” DanaAliceSusan and obviously after they’d
    fucked. 
    snarled her jaw set, still not over seeing
    with

     

    “What? One hard fuck and now you’re defending her too?”

     

    Alice‘s
    face reddened and her lips thinned as she bit back the snarkiest reply she
    could come up with.  “Noooo,”
    she exhaled slowly, “but Lara didn’t know
    you and Tonya were there.  You fainted before that, remember?” She
    looked at Lara, who nodded her head remembering.

     

    “And Susan had
    no idea when you left because first she was with Lara,
    trying to nurse her back to consciousness.”  AliceDana‘s mind now
    it didn’t make any sense at all.

     

    Lara‘s eyes flicked over Susan‘s
    face.  She looked embarrassed to have
    been seen so out of character.

     

    “And after that, Susan,
    Fran thoroughly kicked your ass, and you were hurting too much to call anyone,
    remember?”  Alice
    asked.

     

    Susan nodded silently.  Her face still bore the traces of that
    beating. Just a dark shadow under one eye.

     

    “Well then, who?”

     

    Alice
    shrugged, she didn’t know.

     

     

     

    ~*~*~*~*~*

     

    Repeat

    3.30.05

     

    Look at what I’ve made my life into

    I’m a lot like what you are

    I hide from my yesterdays

    Yet that bitter pain never went away

    I’m starting to think

    History is repeating on me

    Perpetual reruns of my mistakes

    I thought I could break the habit

    Here I am again

    The tears and the pain fresh again

     

    Look at what I’ve made my life into

    I’m a lot like what you are

    I was thinking I was living

    The good life here

    You were right

    Judge me for what you see

    I see the reflection of my misery

    In your loving eyes

    I take those emotions

    Building up the familiar walls

    I’ve got me an alibi

    It wasn’t me

    You know its all a lie

     

    Look at what I’ve made my life into

    I’m a lot like what you are

    You know how you’re going to survive

    In these turbulent times?

    The world is turning its back on me

    Turning me inside out

    Inside in

    Same old story

    With a wicked new twist

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