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    Almost Heaven 8

     

     

     

     

    She just happens to sneak this in.

     

     

     

     

    “Once you knew it was my brother……you…..you…….”

     

     

     

     

    “She made it with him for real….didn’t ya honey?”

     

     

     

     

    I turn to the direction of the voice and notice the very large shotgun that is pointed at me. And now…It was all starting to make a sick kind of sense. Jenny the lurker secret lover from afar of the never fair or true Carmen Morales. Gun and all waiting and sending word back to them……they staged it all……And yes I am so very stupid.

     

     

     

     

     

    “Shane….whatever you are thinking…..its not true……I swear it.”

     

     

     

     

    Carmen says this as my fantasy burns true. One by one the little homes scattered around go bomb…then bam. Shots ring out and screams follow. The black smoke was getting sucked up by the night and Jenny hit me in the head.

     

     

     

     

     

    Chapter Fifteen

     

     

     

     

     

     

    “How much longer do we tolerate mass murder?”

     

     

     

     

    “Till there are none left!”

     

     

     

     

    “Radical anarchist and terrorists are responsible for the violence!”

     

     

     

    “HELL…..FIRE……CLUB…!”

     

     

     

     

    “YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO!”

     

     

     

     

    A roar erupts from…..behind that wall…..

     

     

     

     

    Waking up not knowing where you are is a sure fire fucked up way to start a day. Name, Shane…cool…..what was the last thing I remembered? Carmen…..Carmen was asking me a stupid question…..no…..the town was burning……I struggle to get up off the rather soft and plush bedding…..My ankle was chained to the wall. The walls all around are painted red. Blood red, far out and time warped fire engine red. Blood red……my head spins a little.

     

     

     

     

    The yelling roaring dick who was yelling at the crowd who shot and fired their guns into the air returned…..it was like looking into a male mirror…..he is beautiful…soulful eyes…..a mouth that I would dream of having….baby soft skin….but there was un-washed dried blood on his hands, his hair was fringed and spiked from getting too close a flame, he couldn’t have been more than 19…..Shamus…..

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    Comments

    1. I don’t like Shamus. Maybe it’s from Carmen but I think he is like the bad side of Shane. Like a evil one of Shane even though he didn’t do anything yet. Or did he? Thanks for fast and awesome update.

    2. wow you’re on a roll, updating so frequently. as much as i love this, i am also dreadin the end since you said this is your final piece. anyway, I’m still waitin for more to be revealed, what is carmen’s role in this capture and who’s side is she on. poor thing, jenny has authority over her…interesting

    3. huh…as always, such a well written ride…i’m a bit behind, also not unusual, so i’m going to have to go over some things (reading too fast) but damn, the mood you set, it’s just fantastic. and you know i’m up for anything and everything involving helena, though you always do give us a shane/carmen story to sink our teeth into…as a fellow apocalyp/futurist? writer, i applaud you for taking the genre to new heights with every chapter. incidently, helena’s an anarchist in one of my stories, so i loved that little song toss in. great work:)

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