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    Unforgivable Chapter 2

     

    You were from a perfect world
    A world that threw me away today
    Today to run away

    A pill to make you numb
    A pill to make you dumb
    A pill to make you anybody else
    But all the drugs in this world
    Wont save her from herself

     

     

    No one says anything for the rest of the car ride. Carmen watches the road, and Shane stares out of the window. After pulling up to the house, Shane goes to unlock the door motioning Carmen to enter, and then goes strait to her ipod dock and puts her ipod on shuffle before Carmen got a chance to try to explain again. She motions Carmen to the bed room to gather her clothes as she walks to the kitchen and grabs a new bottle of Jack Daniels off of the counter, shoving it in her pocket. Going back into the living room, Shane lets out a slight chuckle when she realizes what the first song that played on her Ipod was.

     

     

    Met a girl, thought she was grand
    fell in love, found out first hand
    went well for a week or two
    then it all came unglued…

     

                Standing in the doorway to her bedroom, still slightly laughing, Shane says, “You know, I never realized how much I liked this song until now.”

     

     

    …She was queen for about an hour
    after that shit got sour
    she took all I ever had
    no sign of guilt
    no feeling of bad, no…

     

     

    Seeing the tears beginning to swell in Carmen’s eyes, not feeling like arguing, Shane decides to make things go faster, helping Carman move her things by grabbing her things out of the closet, dresser, dirty clothes hamper… and throwing them into a big pile on the living room floor.

     

    Getting all of her things packed into her trunk and backseat, Carmen walks back over to Shane.

     

                “I need my DJ equipment.” She states, voice sounding hollow and distant.

     

    Shane let out a quick laugh, remembering last nights bonfire.

     

                “Okay, follow me.” She says shaking her head and leading Carmen to the side of the house, still laughing to herself.

     

    They stop a few yards away from the former studio and Shane picks up a melted brick of plastic, holding it out to Carmen.

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