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    Twisted Triangles ch.7

    “What about Shane?” I ask. Its the only thing that I can say to her at this point. She just points over my shoulder and indeed Shane is gone. So ok theres no buffer between us and I should really take advantage of this buzz I got going. “Ok.”

    She holds her hand out to me and carefully guides me through the sea of gyrating bodies. Its so thick in here; the sexual energy was at its peak and everyone was getting infected with it. It was nice, it felt good and having Bette there I felt as if I would be protected somehow. I dont know how. It was just a feeling I got from her as soon as I let her touch me. I could be reading too much into this.

    When we got out there “Dontcha” had just ended. Thank God; I dont think I have ever been able to control myself when that song comes on. Just when I thought I was safe, Fiona Apples “Criminal” came on. I know its fucked up a dance version. That song has always got me. Its the piano its got to be. Bette mustve liked it too, because she spun me around so my back was to her and she was pressed against me, soooo tightly.

    “I promised Eric, Id look after you” she whispered to me. God her mouth was so close to me ear. It made me shiver a little bit. I shook it off and listened to the music.

    Heaven help me for the way that I am

    Save me from these evil deeds

    Before I get them done

    I know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand

    but I keep livin this day like

    The next will never come

    It was then it occurred to me that we werent dancing just standing in one place, locked in this tight embrace. And she talking about her brother. Weird. But it felt good. I felt really good, so we started to sway. Well she did first but I was right there with her and we fit. When the second verse of the song hit, I felt gone. Free and something new hit me.

    Oh help me but dont tell me

    Comments

    1. Very nice. I was wondering when you would post again. Writing in POV is a lot of fun, you can explore so many different aspects of a story.

    2. UM, HOLY SHIT?!?!?!?!?!? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME DAT U WILL FINISH DIS STORY AND NOT LEAVE ME UP ALL NIGHT DREAMIN??? PLEASE WRITE/POST SUM MORE!

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