Faith wasn’t an issue with Shane, she believed in God, only a divine being could cause so much pain and suffering in such a short amount of time.  She also believed in heaven, there was no other way to describe the comfort she felt after she was hit by a car and literally died before arriving in Alice’s arms, but Shane was on more familiar terms with hell; in other words her life up until Alice.  So the young woman continued to wait for the inevitable moment when God would once again focus his attention on her and destroy anything beautiful in it, because that was all she knows.  The only question remained is whether or not she was a selfish enough person to put Alice in the line of sight.  Could she walk away now before her girlfriend was utterly destroyed?

Sighing she pushed off the wall raking her hands through her dark hair in frustration, before being slammed inelegantly onto the ground in a tangle of limbs. 

“What the fuck?”  Shane shouted at the weight on top of her as she shoved it off.

“Shane?”  Clive rolled to a standing position and shifted his eyes nervously before pushing his friend into an Alley.  “I am so glad I ran into you!  You have to help me!”  

Narrowing her eyes at her disheveled friend and inwardly cursing at her apparent need to seek out trouble, she wrenched her arms free.  “What are you doing here?  I thought you went to you mom’s?” 

“I got lost.”

Shane glared at him angrily.  “Lost?”

Clive thrust her deeper into the dark Alley.  “Okay I was staying with a friend.”

“I’m your only friend.”

“Fine Shane I have been tripping at some guy’s house, okay?  You fucking happy?”  Clive snapped.

Shane smirked and nodded.  “See was that so hard?”

“I don’t have time for this Shane I need your help!”  He whispered harshly as he glanced over his shoulder. 

“I’m not holding, I don’t do that anymore.” 

Pulling a hood up over his sandy hair, Clive shook his head.  “It’s not that.  I fucked up….I mean really fucked up…”  His voice was quivering.