"And who are you to decide what’s better for me and what I deserve huh?" Carmen said.

"I d-don’t know, I’m s-sorry," Shane said.

"Shane," Carmen said wrapping her arm around Shane’s neck. "Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to stop crying? To stop lounging around my house like some depressed girl. To stop thinking about you."

"I’m sorry," Shane said as tears spilled from her eyes. "Carm…"

"Shh," Carmen said placing her fingers on Shane’s lips. "No more apologies."

Shane nodded. "I’m glad you got over me Carmen."

"I never said that," Carmen said. "I got myself to stop thinking about you, but I never, ever, stopped loving you."

Shane started crying. "Oh Carmen, I never stopped loving you either."

Carmen wrapped her arms around Shane’s neck and kissed her firmly. Shane moaned and slipped her tongue into Carmen’s mouth.

Carmen’s arms wrapped around Shane’s waist as they stumbled backwards and landed against the wall. Carmen exhaled loudly as her back landed against the wall and Shane’s body pressed firmly against her.

"Ahh, Carmen," Shane moaned as Carmen kissed her throat. "I c-can’t do this, I, uh, have a girlfriend."

"Then why can’t you stop touching me?" Carmen moaned.

"This is wrong," Shane said.

"Then stop."

Shane groaned as Carmen’s hands slipped into her pants. "I can’t."

March 21, 2005

West Hollywood

"So you get on me about supposedly trying to steal your money but the truth is you’re sleeping with Jenny?" Dylan snapped throwing the phone playing the video down.

Helena dropped her head drunkenly. "Dylan, she took advantage of me."

"She took advantage of you?" Dylan said with a sneer, "because you ejaculated all over her, that doesn’t look like taking advantage."

"I was drunk and she was saying things like nobody wants me and that you were taking advantage of my money," Helena said with a slight slur.

Dylan cocked an eyebrow and grabbed the video again.

"Why do you think the sound is muted?" Helena said, "read her lips and you’ll know what I’m saying is true."

Dylan focused on the video in complete silence. Then her head lifted up with an angry expression that could have put the previous look to shame.

"Fucking bitch," Dylan growled, "she basically raped you."

"I should have said no, I’m so sorry," Helena said softly.

"I didn’t take your money Helena, I don’t need it," Dylan said, "the filming equipment can wait. I’ll get a job and save up for it. From now on I don’t want a single penny from you."

"Really?" Helena said sounding like a little child.

"Yes, really," Dylan said. "And everything that Jenny bitch said was not real."

Helena dropped her head as gut wrenching sobs escaped her lips. Dylan crawled down to her and hugged her close.

"Jenny fucking Schecter," Dylan growled angrily, "I’m gonna kill you. I’m gonna fucking kill you."

TBC