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    Complications, Chapter 11

     

    “I’m fine.” Tina sobbed, chuckling through the tears.

     

    “Do you need to talk to your therapist or anything…”

     

    “No! I said I’m fine, like, a thousand times! Why won’t you believe me?”

     

    “Because baby, you’re crying and laughing at the same time, and it’s freaking me out. Besides, you seemed so happy a minute ago.”

     

    “Well, things change. I mean, I had a life three years ago. I was successful, and respected, and now, I’m just… some poor lady with a kid, that wherever I go, they think she’s adopted! ADOPTED, BETTE! I GAVE BIRTH TO HER!!! SHE IS MY BABY!!!!”

     

    “Shhh. I know, Tina. I know.”

     

    They pulled up to their house, and Bette quickly noted that Shane’s car wasn’t in the driveway.

     

    “Hmm. Probably out getting laid.” She thought.

    “Carmen!” Shane yelled, suddenly wishing she’d grabbed her jacket as tonight was unusually cold. “Carmen!” She yelled it louder, and now neighbors were starting to poke their heads out of their windows. Like she gave a fuck. She stooped down and grabbed a rock, throwing it at Carmen’s window. It hit and bounced back down to the ground. Seconds later, a black-haired head popped out.

     

    “Shane?! What the fuck do you want?”

     

    “I want you to talk to me, Carmen!”

     

    “We’ve already talked! Now go home, Shane!”

     

    “No! I’m not leaving until you forgive me! I love you, Carmen! What I did was so… fucked up, I know! But… I don’t know, I thought that I could live without you, but every time I’m not around you, hell, every time I’m around you and know you’re not mine, every second I fucking exist, I feel like I’m being smothered because you’re not my wife! And I feel like, I have to make this right! I mean, it’s this feeling of drowning in this emptiness! It… It fucking… sucks! And I’ll do anything to make it up to you! Anything! I love you, Carmen! I mean, look at me now, in front of all these people, telling them how much I love you! I want to shout it from the fucking rooftops and this is the first time that’s ever happened to me! Please, just…. Please, Carmen!” A raindrop hit Shane’s skin, and she cursed the fact that she didn’t check the Weather Channel before coming out here.

    Comments

    1. wow hot and man finally shane and carmen together again (i hope) god they need each other and please keep them that way, i love your fic and wow great hob please post soon

    2. I’m shocked that Shane didn’t do like that guy in “Ghost” did and sing “I’m Henry VIII, I Am” until Carmen agreed to let her inside. =p

    3. Who can resist the hottness of Shane and Carmen? I’m so happy they’re happy (I hope). By the way, I’m hoping for more hottness in the future from the two of them…

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