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    Missing. 3

     

     

     

    Ch 7

     

     

     

     

     

    Described by some as “The Ring” described by others as “The Green Hell”…this track is simply the most fucking amazing race track I have ever seen. The track with it’s winding turns, spray painted pavement…..it’s huge elevation changes, no lit turns….huge straight away just before that final turn; this track has enough to make me forget Carmen, to make me forget this two bit wannabe American crew…..almost anyway…and almost was as good a place as any to start.

     

     

     When the guys said we where going to Germany I really couldn’t care less. After a while all these fucking places all started to look the same. The same people. The same drugs and booze. It was all the same. The same betrayals, the same double crosses, the same constant bullshit. The same endless, aimless, mindless, wandering; to say I missed waking to those warm arms around my waist….to say that I missed playing super boy….. You can add that to the ever growing list of understatements.

     

     

    What kept me alive was my indifference. I didn’t care about these guys. I mean I like Joni and all. He is a good guy we have fun and drink and party and shit. But these people well let’s just say they are a means to an end. What end? The end of my line. Sooner or later my indifference was going to catch up with me. Sooner or later I was going to be forced to take a side in this silly Nordic warring faction. Sooner or later someone was going to try to take me out because I didn’t care to choose. Maybe….just maybe it’s time to move on…maybe after this race….

     

     

    I spent all this time just going having no stop at all. This can’t be my life. This can’t be the way things are supposed to be for me. None of this fits on any timeline. I got a feeling I can’t loose. I got a feeling that I can’t be cared for. I got a feeling that I am sick and tired of this shit. I don’t know why I am here. The hole inside me just keeps growing the more I try to fill it with other things. I could sit here and try to make sense of things but what would be the point.

    Comments

    1. i’m glad carmen owned up to the fact that she made a mistake, but i also completely understand shane for being hesitant to go back with her. awesome update.

    2. That was so freakin’ amazing, I’m loss for words.I’m happy that Shane isn’t giving into Carmen so easily. Shane is right, she did everything for Carmen and Carmen kept doubting her and messing with her.I always love angst between lovers, when they love and lust for eachother but something stops them from being together.

    3. finally after a long vacation i managed to catch up on this amazing story. wow man luv the way ur mind works… i cudv nvr expected the story to turn out this way… keep going.. absolutly brilliant!! damn! ive missed this..

    4. HOT DAMN! (Yeah I said that) Glad she found her so quickly. Shane’s pissed off attitude & low blows were so real. Carmen thought all she had to do was confess true love & she’d get her back…well think again. Luv ’em together but Carmen shouldn’t just expect to waltz in & get her back. Although I do think this separation was good for both of them. When they finally end up back together their insecurities won’t tear them apart. Wonderful!

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