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    Duck Tape – (Chapter: Prologue and Chapter One)

    [b]I[/b] couldn’t give that to her.

    They had lost one mother and the other was not too far behind if she didn’t pull herself together.

    I felt as if someone had ripped my heart out and hide it away somewhere deep inside a coma ridden woman. There was a large hole in my chest and the only thing I felt was the warmth from the blood slowly leaking out.

    She would [b]never[/b] come back to me…my heart was forever lost.

    [i]“Come and be my ever lovin’ baby.”[/i]

    My happiness had quickly disappeared.

    Her voice was gone. The comfort and security was gone. I had [b]lost[/b] it. I know that everything that was once lost has the possibility to be found, but that would be so much work. That would mean that I would have to find happiness, a happiness that didn’t include her.

    I looked at my children, my two beautiful children who depended on me. I was the only one in their lives now.

    I owe it to them…

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    [b]Chapter One
    ~Duck Tape~

    seven months later.[/b]

    The music was pulsing through the club as the lights rapidly changed each and every second. The many different colors swirling around the room caused a familiar since of ease rush through my body. It could have been the two shots of tequila, also. At this moment, I didn’t care.

    I had the [b]entire[/b] night to myself.

    The club was packed, a large overwhelmingly full crowd of people surrounded the stage, dominatingly girls. My two friends had surprised me with tickets to my favorite band, and there was absolutely no way that I would turn them down. It was also refreshing to get out, leave all my inhibitions with [i]them[/i]. I knew they would keep it clean and safe until I returned.

    I made my way over to the bar, wanting to not loose this amazing feeling of freedom. I stepped up to the large, brown wooden counter and rested my elbows against it.

    Looking around for the regular bartender, I was completely at a lost. Down at the end, someone was sweet talking a couple skanky looking girls.

    “Umm…hello?” I said leaning farther on the bar, my voice raised a little.

    Comments

    1. wow that was just like wow amazing writing.so let me get this straight spencers wife or whatever is in the hospital with a coma and now she just met ash at a bar.im alittle slow tonight. but if im right i feel bad for the grl in the coma cause when spashley starts it dont end. but great story!!!

    2. **speechless** What can I say? Now that is what I call talent! This story is amazingly written and you definitely have captured my heart and attention. I love it!

    3. wow that was just like wow amazing writing.so let me get this straight spencers wife or whatever is in the hospital with a coma and now she just met ash at a bar.im alittle slow tonight. but if im right i feel bad for the grl in the coma cause when spashley starts it dont end. but great story!!!

    4. **speechless** What can I say? Now that is what I call talent! This story is amazingly written and you definitely have captured my heart and attention. I love it!

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