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Rising Like a Phoenix
Melanie's P.O.V. I'm sitting at the bar at Club Pink as Candy pushes another shot towards me. It's like she's seeing through to my soul, because I need it. I'm already pretty tipsy. Tiffany is back out on the dance floor dancing with Chad. They've danced to every kind of song; from slow 90's R&B jams, to grinding on each other when rap songs come on, to jumping around and laughing when pop songs play over the speakers every now and then. I stare at them, wondering if I'll ever be able to be that happy again. I wonder if I'll ever be able to not care about life, to not have to bare the burdens that I do. I look over at Tucker and he's talking to some girl I don't know. I throw my shot back and ask Candy for another one. Candy furrows her brows at me, "Honey...you okay?", she asks
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