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    Dead Souls

    Story written on August 17, 2006 by New Dawn Fades.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=62096
    Author Notes:

    Shane deals with life without Carmen…sort of.

    Dead Souls PT 1

     

     

    Someone take these dreams away,
    That point me to another day,
    A duel of personalities,
    That stretch all true realities.

     

     

    The door opens and I see him walk in slowly…he looks like a traveling salesman. I see the waitress as she walks over to take his order. Her legs long and lean, her ass well ..…perky. I drank my coffee ate my bagel. She touches my arm to ask if I want another cup of coffee I nod yes and watch transfixed as she pours. I almost caught a glimpse of myself in the box that holds the napkins but I looked away fast. No conscience not now.

    I licked my lips tasting the butter from the bagel. Everything seemed to slow down as the thought crept into my head...

     

    At some point I made the choice. I had three choices really. Hit on the waitress, eat my bagel in peace. Or follow the guy to the parking lot to see if I still had the nerve. Choices, choices. I went for the guy. I had the gun which was my new best friend, especially since all my friends were dead. I felt the heaviness, the groves of the imprint, and the feel of the handle as I gripped it a little too tight. My darkness, my decent into this thing I was on needed this, I needed to feel his fear, and I needed to prove it to myself.

     

    I walk slowly away from the counter leaving cash for the bill. He was already outside getting his keys…stopping because he felt that chill that people feel sometimes when they know they are fucked. I pull the handle back locking the bullet in place. I click the hammer back and say.

     

     

    “Wallet now!”

     

    He starts yammering for me to be cool, for me to be calm. But I can see the fear in his eyes and then shock…this small frame of mine not really sending the fear fast enough…so I crack him in the face…his blood splashing a little but it doesn’t hit me…and that’s when I feel it…the rush…that old loving feeling. The complete feel of violence. I have his complete attention now…30 seconds ago I wasn’t so scary to him but now he has peed his pants. His nose gushing as he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket.

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    1. And you were not even sure whether you should post this or not??? Are you insane? This is FANTASTIC!!!! I love your writing style, I love the story and very happy your continuing with it! Please update soon, I can’t wait for more!

    3. OOhh so amazing!! I really thought I had read the last of this story, but you have no idea how happy I am that I haven’t!!! In my opinion, this is THE best fic I’ve ever read about these two. I love it!! And you totally made my day.

    4. Gotta agree w/ Bigprisc let Carmen live, witness protection or somethin’. Glad you’re continuing this. I know whatever you have in store will be worth the read.

    5. Yeah, you can bring Carmen back from the dead [switches to uber-geek-mode] like that X-Files episode where that guy was a walking, talking tumor and he could just grow another body that could be killed to escape the feds. You know the episode, right? [switches back to average-geek-mode] I’m kidding, that would just not fit into this story at all (but witness protection, as 2BMe mentioned, sounds plausible). Anywho, the story is great. I’ll be honest, it has a different feel to it, knowing that Carmen is dead, but it’s still awesome. I, too, would like to thank alkaline for encouraging New Dawn Fades to post, because NDF can rock a mean story, and it would have been a shame if it had stayed hidden in some laptop. Thanks to you both.

    6. Oh my god! This is fantastic… I hope you don’t make Shane fuck Bette though… It is just wrong. I hope miraculously, Carmen appears from the dead or something… Please… you know like something from one of those weird ass movies… Thanks for this.

    8. Well fuck me sideways…This is all because of me? That made me so unbelievebly happy to hear…I’m also really excited that you decided to continue this story, because I love it. You are my favorite writer, so please don’t ever hesitate to post anything, ever, because it’s pretty much guarunteed that I will love it. I also figure that I should ask for some more NC-17 stories because maybe this request will make you write another amazing fic like this one. And to everyone who reads this story, there’s no need to thank me…

    9. YAY YOU’RE BACK! I express my happiness in a little jig *does happy jig* i’m looking forward to the rest of this saga you’ve conjured up (did i spell that right?) good job right off the bat keep it coming…

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