We got in the limo and I told the driver to take us strait home. But then Carmen looked at me she wanted to ask me something.

“What?”

“I have a better idea” she said and then turn to the driver “Take us to the Bronze”

“Bronze?”

“Yea… this really cool disco… I want to dance”

“Carmen… its not even dark yet”

“What are you talking about?” I was confused so I rolled down the window and… well nothing surprises me anymore… its dark out side…

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing… lets just go ok… right now we are surrounded by dead people lets go somewhere away from here please” Carmen laughed. The car started and we were on our way to the Bronze… at this point I don’t know what to expect. Carmen is looking out the window… I guess she’s thinking…

“What are you thinking” Carmen smiled still looking out the window

“I’m thinking… Its been a long time since I’ve been to The Bronze… She used to take me there…” its better not to ask about her anymore “it was my favorite place of all… the music was just great…everyone just dance not caring about the outside world… and you forget”

“You want to forget?” now she looks at me… strait in my eyes… I can see tears on her eyes just waiting to come out

“More than anything…” O hate to see it like this… it kills me… I want to know her… this Carmen I don’t really know…. This Carmen so different from mine… but still so alike. I  kiss her and she meets me half way there. She starts crying but she doesn’t stop kissing me. I can feel her salty tears in my lips and I want them to go away leave her alone and never come back. She sits in my lap and she stops. She is straddling me looking in to my eyes. I grab her face with both hands and kiss her tear away. Then she looks away trying to get her self together

“Look at me” she does and I kiss her… sweet but still so hot… the kissing starts to get heavy we try to stay still but the movement of the car its making it hard… Carmen laughs at the way I’m trying to stay still. I have one hand holding the door and the other one trying to get closer to Carmen. Carmen haves one hand up in the ceiling and the other one in my face. “What’s so funny?”