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    Round the Bend 3

     

     

    “You can’t say it….because you are still in love with her……”

     

    “Tricia…..”

     

    “Its why you have to go her……she’s your first…..first in your heart…..there’s nothing wrong with that………listen I have to go….anyway…..I start shooting next week in Vancouver…..so…..go to her…..but don’t be here when I get back…..”

     

    “You’re leaving?”

     

    “Yes….I love you Shane…always…..its been…. real…..”

     

     

     

    I picked my head up and she was serious. I wanted to tell her but I stuck to my lies. I wanted to tell her till I looked in her eyes.

     

     

     

    We pulled into her driveway. Her parent’s non approval still stinging her. She wanted so much for them to like me and they did, to a point. They thought they had me all figured out and to a point they did, there was something very off about me and maybe that very thing is what drew Tricia to me. I didn’t fit into any pattern for her and she liked it.

     

    We walk out of the car the moon is a sliver in the sky. She walks very slowly to her door and opens it. All the lights where out, the silence so still. She was not talking not feeling merry or happy; there was this stern seriousness in the light of her reflection. She turned some candles on and sat on her sofa, taking off her shoes. I felt this warmth spread out all through me. This was the night, I would give in her to finally, she had wanted to for a very long time but I kept telling her it was not the right time. That night though…it was perfect. The perfect moment.

     

    I stood and walked over to her bar and poured myself a whiskey. I was nervous as if I’d never done that before. It was funny. It burned a trail down inside of me and I felt a little more at ease. I had my back turned to her and I heard that rustle of her dress moving, heard that sound her bare feet made on her wood floors, she was behind me, in the darkness I felt more alone, like it was just the two of us, nothing existed outside of that moment.

    Comments

    1. Really appreciate you posting this. Would love to hear you reconsidering your self imposed ‘retirement’. I like your dark style, it’s actually refreshing as a change up from the usual stories in here. Don’t suppose you would ever consider a happy Sharmen ending? lol. Not that it matters, I will still look out for new fic from you in case you do decide to write (and post) again. Take care NDF! :)

    2. you are fucking crazyyyy you trully are…. i mean i pray to god that you come back and when you do you do not one update but a full story… and you killllllll shane and crmen lol u are the only writer i would let kill does two lol fucking crazy as always but so fucking good! you cant stop now… u just cant cuz… you love writing and hell we sure like reading it… so… dont say good bye one more time i dont think i can take it~

    3. WOW!!!!!!!!!! So fucking dark and tragic as always. It was really really good!It would be fantstic if you would stick around and continue to write!!!LOVE!

    4. Great to see you back for however long it is! Thanks for posting this and keeping us all in touch with your alt universe. I really appreciate all your versions of “imperfect” Shane and Carmen.

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