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    If I Fall: Chapter 15

     

    "I never said that Alice."

     

    "You didn’t have to Dana, I can tell."

     

    "Oh is that so? And what exactly can you tell?" She didn’t mean to come off sounding that defensive, but she was just so incredibly sick of hearing and talking about Jules that she couldn’t conceal her growing disdain any longer. It seemed like every last one of her friends was practically obsessed with the idea of Alice finding happiness with such a perfect female specimen and it made Dana want to scream.

     

    "Forget it." Alice shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut, trying her best to not let Dana bait her into an argument. "It was obviously a mistake thinking you’d just save us both time and energy by telling me how you felt. I’m gonna go." She turned to leave but Dana grabbed her forearm. They stood like that for a moment, Alice’s back turned to the athlete, until she dropped her hand and Alice turned to face her.

     

    "You think I don’t like your girlfriend?"

     

    "Well every time she enters the room you seem to mumble some lame excuse and make a beeline for the exit. And when you do stick around for more than 2 minutes, it’s like you have this deranged mental competition thing going on with her."

     

    "Oh please Alice, that’s just ridiculous. I mean, how can anyone possibly compete with St. Jules?" her tone was dripping in sarcasm and Alice stared at her mystified.

     

    "What the fuck does that mean?"

     

    "Just what I said."

     

    "Right, right. So this is the point where I’m supposed to use my magical powers and decipher whatever it was that you really meant by that?"

     

    "Oh, I’m sorry. Was I not clear enough for you? I guess you’re just so used to communicating with your amazingly perfect girlfriend by now than you forgot what it’s like to deal with us mortals. I bet you never have to figure out what she means because she’s always able to spell it out for you, right? Unlike sad, emotionally-retarded Dana, who can’t find the right words to say how she feels or polish off her thoughts as perfectly as you two can." Dana stopped herself before she went any further. She already couldn’t believe how deeply laced with anger and resentment her words seemed to be, and she wasn’t prepared to give Alice any more insight into how troubled she felt over the writer’s new relationship.

    Comments

    1. I love the excruciating wait your giving us with these two, the tension really is thick and I think you portray them so perfectly. Bradshaw is in awe! xx

    2. uh – that did not end like i expected it to – but i loved it none the less. you have the characters down so well. when are they going to wise up. first things first dana needs to get rid of lara.

    3. i think this is my first time posting, but I have been reading from the beggining, loving this story…Dana needs to break it off with Lara…Love the Danish tension, good stuff…PPS

    4. I have to admit, seeing that you posted made me squee with joy. I’m so glad you haven’t given up on this, since I absolutely love it. Oh yeah, and PPS and all that jazz.

    5. This story is wonderfully told. I can see them and hear them perfectly. You write a very good romance and capture both of their perspectives beautifully. I love this ‘saga’… : )

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