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    Story written on June 21, 2008 by New Dawn Fades.
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    Are you re·ceiv·ing…..just a sec…..

     

     

    I wash my hands. The police will find my fingerprints. That error message will show and they will know that it was a contract. They will look the other way, Pavel will get what he wants and I will get my existence prolonged. The gun powder burned a black hole in my face just below my cheekbone.

     

     

    I walk out from the flat and walk into Carmen. I was surprised. She was annoyed.

     

     

    “You left a mess.””

     

     

    I keep walking.

     

     

    “I’m talking to you.”

     

     

    I keep walking.

     

     

    “Shane!”

     

     

    I turn around.

     

     

    “Shane what the hell is wrong with you? Why are you doing this?”

     

    “Are you going to kill me or not?”

     

     

    She looks at me and I feel weird. This felt really familiar. Her looking at me, me not knowing what to say.

     

     

    “You know Carmen I just remembered that you are a fucking liar. You knew…know everything about me. Things I don’t know or remember. You play games, you do their dirty work and now you look at me like I am a monster.”

     

    “Shane…”

     

     

    “Stop talking. Unless you kill me we have nothing more to say. We are not the same. Whatever we had was not real, it matters not.”

     

     

    “You act as if you are the only one with a job to do.”

     

     

    “No I don’t. You do. So shoot or get the fuck out of my way. You’re close to pushing me.”

     

     

    “And you don’t like being pushed do you? Still have that fear of drowning?”

     

     

    Auto pilot when I turn and shoot. A slow auto pilot. She jumps over the staircase and runs down the stairs. My hand shakes and I remember the water going down my throat, that gasping feeling……

     

     

     At Survivalism they teach you not to get involved. They motivate with drugs and suppressors. They use behavioral modifiers, they teach you to love your faults and use them as weapons. In my rack at night I would hear Carmen sleep. I would soundlessly wander over to her rack and watch her sleep, breathing matching hers and she would feel it and pull me towards her. Everything in me would break at that moment. Her body under mine that pulse pounding fear of getting caught. We couldn’t make a sound when we came. We couldn’t kiss or linger. Soundless footsteps the instructor said.

     

     

     It was a serious memory.

     

     

     

    TBC….   

     

     

     

     

     

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    1. Once a week? I’ll take it when I can get it. :D This story is great, a little gory (I liked that thing Shane did with the guy’s tongue, eek; now there’s a way to send a message), but it’s great. With all this Carmen talk, I can tell ‘she matters not’ to Shane (yeah, right), but I guess that’s the best way that she cope with the emotional mess that Carmen brought on. Poor Shane. Just treated like a product.

    3. Thanks for awesome update and hint for questions. But more chapters, more questions… Why Carmen is following or (stalking?)Shane? Is it mission of her to kill Shane? It’s good Carmen showing herself in front of Shane and Shane’s bluntness.

    4. ok…so… I dont hate Shane… but i love Carmen… and when she talks i hate Shane but hearing Shane talk i hate Carmen… man.. thi is all messed up… i can tell this is in no way going to end well… if it does end well it is so going to be unexpected because it is no way this could resolved in a good way.. left alone shane and carmen together… so yea expecting the bad ending… if you do a good ending … that looks real that we could understand to be real THEN i will defenetly know you’re a god lol not that i’m pushing you to do it (but i am) because i’m not (i am) i’m just saying… an easy ending is a bad ending… a very difficult and bad ending would take much work… yeah… anyways not that i want an ending… again just saying. NO question today but i do wanna say this is brilliant… much prps

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