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    Dead Souls

     

     

    “How can I be so lucky? To wake looking at your pretty face…look at all of these flowers…you brighten up the place.”

      

    “And you, what’s with the poetry lately huh?”

      

    “I don’t know it’s you…you make me feel all smart and shit…come here…you smell good…yummy…hey…did you feel that?”

      

    “Of course. I always feel that…I am telling you champion kick boxer…maybe a striker for Barcelona…my boy”

      

    “And what if he is a she..? Huh then what…?”

      

    “No it’s a boy…I can feel it”

      

    “Really?”

      

    “No Shane, not it. I mean I know I am having a boy. I can just sense it…plus I don’t want a girl…I would have to shoot anyone who wronged her…no way. It’s supposed to better for boys. easier…”

      

    “God Carmen you’re a male chauvinist pig…oww…basher now your gonna smack me up…”

      

     

    I wake from that dream feeling like I wanted to die again…I couldn’t bring myself to do it…I tried. I look over to the girl I picked up last night…and then I grabbed all my stuff and locked myself in the bathroom. I have been doing a good job avoiding mirrors lately not wanting to see what I was becoming…but the light was so bright in the bathroom and there I was. I wondered who I was looking at. The angry. person staring back at me…who was that? I looked at the picture of Carmen and I at Coco beach…we looked so happy….so….. I punched the mirror and saw the splintered cracks…seven years of bad luck. bloody fist….mirror showing a distorted me I was much more comfortable looking at.

     

     

    Why this…life? Why these choices?….Why did I want to go back home?

     

    Money.

     

    I had to give the little dude a chance…what if something happened to John or Miriam? He has no family…Carmen’s family is all gone…My family is gone…I wanted to be gone…but I had to leave him something…so he could go to school find a great girl get married…and if I died trying to get what was rightfully mine…well then I would see her again…and all the love in the world I had  for her, I could feel it again instead of this…burning pain…like I was getting stabbed over and over again…all my feelings leaking out of me. but not leaving…this had to work…

    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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