"Carmen," she whispered softly with a faint smirk, mentioning the name with some affection and fondness. So Carmen had really missed her, even after all this time, she still loved her… no Shane. Don’t think like that. I mean, maybe she just wanted to look at him, just remember. There is no chance in the world she would still be in love with me, hell if I was her I wouldn’t still be in love with me. Letting go of the picture as it floated back down to the floor to be with the rest of them, she turned back out of the closet to look at the bedroom. Staring at the bed before her, Shane’s face became solemn and sober, almost blank. Though her exterior seemed so fake to show how she was truly feeling as the memories flooded back to her; the sounds, the smells, and … the tastes…

The mixed moan and intake of breath could be heard throughout the entire house as Shane brought Carmen to a climax again and again. They laid there, out of breath as Shane glanced over at her new girlfriend with a sly smirk. They had been together for maybe a week or two now, the last days bliss as their constant love-making brought them closer and closer together than before. Carmen rolled over as she snuggled her head in the crook of Shane’s neck, a warm smile plastered across her beautiful features.

"Mmm, that felt good," whispering with a tired voice, weak and innocent was the combination that could always bring Shane to her knees, especially the way Carmen made it seem.

"I’m glad," kissing the top of her head while taking in the scent of sweet pea and flowers flooded into her head. Their bodies fet together perfectly, Carmen’s molding well with Shane’s. Carmen’s hand began to travel down to Shane stomach as she stroked the soft, pale skin while breathing against her neck.

"So, what are you up tommorow?"

"Being like this again," she replied without any hesitation.

Looking up at her with the curious brown doe eyes," that sounds good to me. But what about after doing this again?"

Wrapping her arms around Carmen’s shoulders, she nuzzled her face in her hair while wanting again to smell that wonderful fragance that was Carmen," maybe go hangout with the guys. You know Alice wants to treat us all with her first paycheck, so we might be going out tommorow night. Sound good?"

"Good," the voice tinged in joy and satisfaction. Moving a little, she shifted her weight so she wouldn’t put so much on Shane but it made her even closer entangled with her lover’s body. Sighing softly, she let the dreams take her while Shane was laying there, feeling like the happiest person in the world.

She found herself sitting on the edge of the bed, her face in her hands while the sobs emerced from her shuttering form. It was at this time when she realized that she couldn’t help it, she had to cry. Shane couldn’t keep it in anymore, she just wanted to stay there in all those memories and just feel sorry for the things she left behind. It reminded her how much she fucked up, how badly she diserved to be beaten and battered. But those were the colors of her soul, purple and black. And it hurt to breath sometimes, even lucky to breath at all. Shane, though, didn’t notice the small click of the front door and footsteps coming closer and closer towards the room she was in…