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Night Returning
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So this made me do stupid things. Like follow her where ever she went. Painful voyeuristic moments of watching her in nightclubs with other people. Drunk on my miserable want of everything in the world to burn and die. She laughed at me when I stumbled at her table at The Tunnel and professed that she never meant anything to me, that I was in love without her. I told her the fire still burned for me whether she wanted to admit it or not. It’s then that she laughed. She said Shane you need to get over it, it was high school….
I should have taken her advice. In hindsight it was really good advice. Of course if I saw her now I would devour her soul to make us even for ripping out my heart…
I was getting closer I told my drunk self. I was getting closer all the time. For some reason I felt the need to want to drink myself to death. This girl had me thinking that I wanted to die, that life just wasn’t worth it anymore. So I bought a bus ticket. The first bus leaving was going to New Orleans, Louisiana. It was close to home my real home. I figured that was as good a place as any to get lost and die in.
How romantic I thought waiting at the Port Authority, with the bums and hookers and castoffs, I will go and die and drink and die. I drank the rest of my flask and paid one of my lonely bums 50 bucks to get me a refill. I waited outside the liquor store for him with a cigarette hanging off my lip. I had three hours till my bus left so I had time. We drank the bum and me. He mumbled on about how things use to be for him and I couldn’t help but wonder if he had a Rachel that made him feel weak and insignificant. I gave him a smoke and wandered back to the line for the bus.
38 hours later I was in the suffocating heat of New Orleans. I checked the paper at the bus depot to find out the date. June 17, 1999. Soon enough Prince will never sing this song again.
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When I saw you had a new story, I actually said “yesssss!” You write New Orleans well, it’s my favorite city on earth.
ok now im hooked.. lol. I love the way you write these AU. Shane and Carmen.. vampire could they get hotter. lol please continue
i have to say that i havent had a big need to read any shane and carmen, as i am a Tibetter……nor, do i care much about vampire fics…….BUT……….THIS IS AMAZING…….ABSOLUTELY WITHOUT A DOUBT ONE OF THE BEST OUT THERE….THANK YOU….AND POST MORE SOON…
Alriiight! A Sharmen Holloween story. This is too good.
Another new story! How lucky can we all get? Number 1, I love vampire shit. Number 2, I love Sharmen. Number 3, I love New Orleans. This is good. You are well on your way to becoming the master of the AU writers. In my opinion, you already are.
Wow you made my day! So thrilled you started another one of your so far truly, truly amazing fics and I see no reason, after reading this first part, to doubt that this one wouldn’t be!
Everyone’s said it all. Love all your AU’s. I know I’ll love this one. Sharmen vamps, Excellent.
wowo i have to say that you are one of my favorite writers when it comes to sharmen, and that fact that you did a vampire fic puts u up a notch in my book
uhm Carmen as a vampire is hot! I couldnt have asked for a better AU fic and I know that you will do this justice. Glad to be getting more writing from you, its always a pleasure to read!