Free Love's Crazy Twists by S. A. Johns Page B

being shouted and profanity flying around.
                  Julie, who had been in the house, half asleep finally became aware of the fight and stumbled to the door.  When she looked out and saw Matt and Shane fighting she didn’t know what to do.
                  “What the hell is going on here?  Stop it, right now!”  She shouted.  No one seemed to notice her.  “Matt?  Shane?  What are you doing? Stop it!”  She shouted again.  She suddenly sobered up and ran down the steps of the porch.  She tried to pull them apart.  “Come on, knock it off!”  She said as she tried to stop Matt’s hand from striking Shane’s face.  Then she tried to pull Matt up off the ground.  Nothing seemed to work.  Finally she screamed at the top of her lungs.  “Go ahead and kill each other, I don’t want to see either of you ever again!”  Then she turned and walked back up on the porch.  She could see that they were beginning to stop fighting.  When she saw Shane stand up and walk away she went into the house.
                  Matt lay on the ground for a few minutes trying to catch his breath.  Then he got up and went to the door.  “Jules, come on open the door.  I didn’t come here to fight with you or anyone for that matter.  I just came to see if you were all right.”
                  “I am fine!”  He heard through the door.  “Will you just please go?”
                  “I am going to leave as soon as he does.”  He said.
                  Julie opened the door.  “Where is Shane?”
                  “I don’t know.  He went that way.”  Matt said pointing towards the driveway.
                  “Matt, why did you have to start a fight?  You know that he is my best friend.”  She said.  “You better not have hurt him.”
                  “Why?  Because you love him so much?  What about me?  Don’t I look hurt?”  He asked.
                  “Well, you are bleeding a little, do you want to come in and clean up?”  She asked.  She was so used to taking care of him, that she was doing it again.
                  Matt went into the bathroom and started to nurse his wounds.  Julie went outside to look for Shane.  She walked out into the driveway and sure enough, there he was sitting in his car.  She walked over to him.  He was sitting with his head hung down not doing anything.
                  “Shane?”  She asked.  He looked up.  “Hi.”  She gave a little smile.  “Are you all right?”  She wanted to know.
                  “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”  He said.
                  Julie looked at him and could tell that he was hurt deeper than he was letting on.
                  “Why did you have to fight with him?  Why couldn’t you have just walked me to the door and left?”  She asked.
                  “Julie.  You know how I feel about him and you know how he feels about me.  It was inevitable.  I do apologize to you though.  I am sorry.”  He said and hung his head down again.
                  “Shane, let me look at you.”  She said.  He looked up at her with those eyes that made her heart ache.  “You don’t look so good.”  She said, seeing the blood seeping from his forehead and the corner of his mouth.  “Why don’t you come in and get cleaned up?  I assure you that Matt won’t say a word, OK?”
                  He shook his head then opened the car door and got out.  Julie looked at his torn shirt and the dirty pants and felt awful.  She stood in front of him and held out her arms.  He know what she was doing, and he held his out too.  They stood in an embrace for a few seconds, “I am so sorry Shane.  If you wouldn’t care so much about me none of this would have happened.”  She almost started crying.  None of