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    La Mer 4

     

     

    Turns out no magic was needed the show wasn’t sold out and I had just enough cash so I didn’t have to charge the ticket. So I walk in alone and I had my marks all lined up at the bar. The same girls the same games…that same hungry look in there eyes. So I stood at the bar and waited for the drinks to get sent over. I sit thru the opening band…not too bad. Made me forget how bad Carmen was making me feel. Then I was starting to feel a little drunk. So  I made my way to the front to get a better view of the band. Then I felt these hands on my ass. Warm hands…and I turn around and I see Sara. My dirty slutty Sara……. Fuck.

     

    “I knew you wouldn’t pass up a chance to see them. You look great by the way. I love the tan. God I missed you Shane…” She moans in my ear. And I didn’t want to respond to her but I did.

     

     

    Her dark eyes…shining like glass in the sun. When she kissed me I was so mad but I couldn’t fight her off. Then I felt these hands from behind me and she was in front. I pull away trying to figure out what was going on.

     

     

    “Who the fuck are you?” I asked.

     

     

    “Sara, I thought you said she was cool…?” This guy says.

     

     

    “Oh she is…aren’t you Shane? You use to be… no not anymore huh?   You’re gonna get all moralistic on me again.” Sara says.

     

     

    “You know I left you for a reason thanks for reminding me why… thanks for reminding me that sharing you is easier than being with me.”

     

     

    “Always with the sad songs huh Shane…?”

     

    I walk out I can hear her yelling at me. Telling me that she won’t take that from me twice in one year…yelling about how I was a fucking asshole for leaving and how I was gonna regret it…

     

     

    I was so mad when I got home. All I wanted was the chance to not think about Carmen and my fear that I was getting too attached to her. Then that fucking bitch shows up…fuck. I went to my fridge and had some more to drink I figured to get as drunk as I could so I didn’t have to feel anything but the raging hangover on Sunday…Then I stopped…that was the old me….I am a different person now…one who is smarter…and less volatile…and so what if was really into Carmen…there are worse things in life.

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