A week went by. And nothing, no word from her at all. I cracked and called her and she said she was alright, she said she needed to suffer alone and get it out of her system. She told me she was ok and that she would see me on the set. She told me to take the Audi for a ride and go shopping or something. So that is what I did, I didn’t think about how I slowly losing my mind, or that I missed her or anything like that. I needed some clothes and other things for my hotel room so I took her advice and went shopping and of course this was just a distraction for everything else anyways. I was thinking about nothing major when I ran into my stalker at this t-shirt place I loved to go to.

“Where you been?” she asked stepping out of her BMW.

“Around…what do you want?”

“I want to welcome you back into my life. You are lost without me Shane and you know it. This thing you have with the widowed Mexican girl it won’t last….You know you are not the first woman she has had right? I mean you are special, but not that special.”

The look in Cheri’s eyes suggested she had a point she was trying to get to.

“So what?”

“Shane come home….we all miss you…the parties are not the same……you have nowhere to go……so come home.”

“You are nuts, I think that I need some kind of restraining order against you…..cause you can’t take hint….Fuck…..Off….I don’t want you anymore….and following me around….its just tired. Like you….tired and old……”

“You know Shane…I thought you where smarter than this….she doesn’t love you…..she never will….this all about her little tragedy…..her quarterback boyfriend……pity…in the end she will not have time for you at all….…”

“What do you care about Carmen you got her axed…you don’t give a fuck…..”

“You are right….I don’t….you are what I care about…..she will grow tired of you…just like all the others…..it will last a little longer with you……….I suppose you are her type…..”