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    Dead Souls

     

    ”Take it lady…please….please. Don’t kill me…My wife. My son…”

     

    Carmen…unreal flash of her and her smile in my mind, of us picking out baby clothes…of us picking names…My life, her son, our son. I blink some tears away I couldn’t keep from falling. I tell the guy to get the fuck out of here. I run to where I parked my bike….and get back on the devils road.

     

     

    And so my choice was made. I knew I had to get back to the bottom. I knew I had to go home. Back to Bakersfield. Back to the beginning, the sinking…spinning reality that was mine before Carmen, before everything went wrong. I don’t count time anymore. I don’t know what day it is. All I know is that the road has lines…yellow then white then yellow.

     

    And the company I meet on the road…the devils road as I have been calling it, well they where all familiar to me. My ladies of the night. I would stop at bars, dives really. And the trouble would follow me…the insults flung out at me…the weird looks from the locals. Till I settled it with their blood. And it would always be the same. I spot them…my sex music mind walking toward them beat after beat…and then on to the motel…they knew it  in their hearts I wouldn’t hurt them,….slash their bruised throats in the night…steal their money. And they could sleep for a while not in fear….and I would wait them out not wanting to sleep because that leads to dreams…. about her…Carmen. Safe in heaven….dead.

     

    They would see her picture on the night stand and say she is beautiful who is she? She is nothing I tell them. She is dead…and with any luck I will be too. And that serious moment would come when they thought maybe they made the wrong choice that maybe I was damaged in the head (which I am) and it would change when the naked moment came. I rocked them. Plain simple…no complexities…no challenges…and most times they wanted to pay me. But to my sweethearts I said no…just sleep…and when the day breaks I want you gone…

     

    All of this interrupted by my failure to not sleep…because it was a  double edged sword I constantly fell on…because when I close my eyes…there she is. smiling bright…as we lay together things getting feverish with us…the crashing feel of her…the hot heavy feel of her as we kiss building to that perfect moment…I hated my dreams…

    Comments

    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!

    2. 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.

    3. 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.

    4. 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.

    5. 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.

    6. 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…

    7. 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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