All thoughts of MJ were gone. Oh god, what am I doing? What will I say? What can you say in a situation such as this?

I was nervous; my hands were clammy as I self-consciously wiped them on my pants. Thats a first.

Two more steps and I would be in front of her. Here goes nothing.
Hi. Oh god, thats so lame

Hello.

I tried to read this woman in front of me trying to see if there was any sign of recognition. Disappointingly, I saw none.

The woman raised her right eyebrow, very similar to what I would have done when confused. My name is Shane. Shane McCutcheon. Was that recognition I saw in her eyes? I have wanted to talk to you for a long time, but could never gather enough courage to do so.

The woman cut me short before I could say anything more. It was nice seeing you Shane, but I have to go. She darted away into the crowd before I could even think of chasing her down.

Fucked, that did not go so well

I looked back toward the bar and saw MJ jugged her drink. Shes such a lightweight. Why is she drinking so much? I moved toward her quickly and steered her out of the club. Better take her home now before she is in any worse shape.

Im going to take you home.

No, MJ protested. I dont want to be alone tonight. Stay with me Shane?

She looked deep into my eyes and leaned in.

I saw it coming, has seen it enough to recognize the signs. However this time it was different.

MJ leaned in, but encountered air as I moved back. This is wrong. I had no idea what triggered this but I did not feel right about this. I mean just minutes ago she was saying that she did not see my in this way. So what give?

Just take me home Shane.

Yeah, sure. Not knowing what to say, I just did what was asked of me. What a confusing night.

At the door, I tried to get MJ to look at me. MJ? Still nothing. I sighed resignedly and forged on, About earlier

Think nothing of it. Im going to go to bed. I watched her went in and finally left for my own apartment.

The door slammed shut. I did not even bothered to turn any lights on; the dark fitted me just fine at the moment. Fucked, I muttered into the empty apartment. MJs attempt to kiss me was momentous in itself, but my mind was elsewhere. I cant believe that I just met my mother.

***The Present***

MJ looked at the phone, willing it to ring. Impatience got the better of her. She picked it up and dialed.

Jay, heyIm doing good. You?…Um, have you seen Shane by any chance?…Just wondering because I havent seen or heard from her these past couple of days. Not since that scene between usI know that she can take care of herself, but I have this nagging feeling that something is wrongI dont know what to doYeah, thanks. So how things with you?…What do you mean, something is going down over there?… Stolen money? You dont thinkYoure right Shane would never~sigh~I had better go. Keep me posted okay? Bye.