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    Unforgivable Chapter 2

     

                “Here you go.” She says with a smile as she pulls the liquor out of her pocket, taking a couple swigs.

     

    Carmen stands speechless for a moment. After a short while, she shakes her head, snapping herself out of her confusion. “ You burned my equipment!?”

     

                “Well, not all of it… I think you still have some headphones in there, and a couple records…” Shane replies with a “how do you like me now” smile across her face.

     

    Carmen stares at her with eyes full of anger, pain, hurt, regret… and almost screams, “Fuck you” before storming off towards her car.

     

                “Fuck me, Carmen? Fuck me?” Shane loses her cool. “You did fuck me Carmen!” Shane yells, pushing and trapping her against the wall. “You fucked me when you said yes to the proposal! You fucked me when you let me go around thinking you were going to be my wife, and you damn sure fucked me when you left me at that god damned alter!”

     

    Carmen begins to cry.

     

                “Why the fuck would you do that Carmen, huh!? Why!? Give me one fucking good excuse!”

     

    Still pinned against the wall, Carmen was crying too hard to be able to form a word, let alone a sentence.

     

                “I’m waiting Carmen! I’m fucking waiting for you to tell me why you led me to believe that you were different from everyone else, and then you go and pull the same bullshit they did!”

     

    Backing away from Carmen, Shane grabs the liquor from out of her pocket and downs half of its contents as Carmen, legs unable to hold her own weight, slides down the wall and sobs into her arms. Shane looked down at her. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t bare seeing her ex fiancé like this so she picks her up and carries her to her bed and laying her down. Shane paces back and forth for a moment trying to calm down when she remembers the gift she got from Mark the night before. Still clutching the bottle of Jack Daniels, she goes out to the studio, bringing the mirror and its contents into the bathroom. After relaxing a bit, Shane takes another swig from her bottle and begins snorting. She leans back, taking in her high, Ipod still playing loud…

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