The man put his hand on my shoulder but I shrugged it off and walked out of the old church, kicking the door open and then slamming it shut.  

This time round the anger wasn’t going away and I could still feel it heat up my body as I stormed into Heat once again, eyes scanning for a girl.

Any girl.

I didn’t like what I saw and it took me a while to realize it was because none of them were the person I wanted them to be.

None of them were Carmen.

“This is fucken insane” I told myself.

I went over to the bar and waved Daniel over,

“Have you heard of or know anything about Carmen” I said, straight to the point.

“That Latina can really shake her ass” he grinned in return,

“Where can I find her?”

“She’s a regular but I don’t know much about her, though she always comes with a friend. In fact, her friend’s still here” he pointed to a curvy redhead sitting near the corner with a blonde in her arms.

“I owe you one” I nodded my head at him before walking away.

I stood in front of Carmen’s friend whilst she had her fun with the blonde before she finally noticed me.

“What can I do for you?” she asked, her eyes never left the girl in her lap.

“I want to see Carmen, do you know where she is” I stated.

She finally looked at me at the mention of her friend’s name.

“What do you need her for?”

She was playing with me I could tell.

“You don’t need to know, I just want to see her” I repeated firmly.

“Then gimme your name” she commanded.

“…Shane”

“You’re Shane?” she asked, slightly surprised.

I stared at her, waiting for her reply when she shook her head and turned her attention back to the girl. I tapped my foot impatiently and after waiting for 15 minutes I was about to walk away when she gave me the address.

 I realized that her apartment wasn’t even 10 minutes away and rushed out of the club, eyeing Carmen’s friend once more before stepping out. I pulled out onto the road and narrowed my eyes.