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    Almost Heaven 7

     

     

     

     

    “I said everyone that means you too Sámi.”

     

     

     

     

    She looks at Helena of course and I let my frustration get the best of me.

     

     

     

     

    “No, don’t look at her! Look at me. I gave a simple request and no one else had a problem with it. Whatever will be said in this room will hit your ears before anyone else as you are Helena’s gal pal, don’t push me Sámi….don’t! I don’t have time for your bullshit now get the hell out of here!”

     

     

     

    “I always knew you where a piece of shit. You where never good enough for Helena or good enough to lead us. You are going to get us all killed for your slut killer. I will have my say with the counsel and have you removed from duty.”

     

     

     

    “Sámi please….just go…”

     

     

     

     

    Helena says that. Me I try not to laugh. The counsel was made up of all the elders in the city. All the elders that I know personally love me. I sit with them. I watch over them. I get them their meals before anyone. So she can go to them all she wants. I am in charge of security around here. And this is a security matter. And they will see it my way.

     

     

     

    Plus she is just miffed that Helena stopped fucking her and started fucking me. She is pissed that I was shipping her out. She took it personal. I didn’t have time for personal. I watch her leave the room and I feel my blood slow down a little.

     

     

     

    Carmen meantime has not looked away from the table cloth that captured her eye. Where were alone now. Helena gets up and pours herself some coffee. No offer to me or to Carmen. I shake my head and get two cups, filling them with the dark brew and setting one down for Carmen. She looks up at me and smiles and warms her hands with cup.

     

     

     

    It was chilly but I couldn’t warm the place any more it’s just too much of a strain on resources. I put my cup down and run up to my room….her room, and I get her a blanket. I just hope when I get back to the kitchen that they aren’t killing each.

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    1. I agree with Jackiee 1 . . . Ol’Jen is str8t up gone in da head . . . I’m supa psyced for the rest of the story and I feel bad that Carmen had to go through wat she went through but now she got Shane, so erthing should be kool, right? Oh, well, just post soon and don’t keep me waitin to long . . . Whelp, like alwayz from me, Baby-gurl, LYLAS ;p . . . Stank . . . Da’ one and only, chicka!! Holla!!!

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