Day 33 on Survivor Island
[Laura is trembling as she buries her face into Shane's chest. Grace continues to smirk.]
Shane: [Fury evident in his words as he tightens his arms protectively around Laura.] Marlena, please, don't you think you've caused enough trouble already?
[Eyes widen in feigned innocence.] Trouble? Is that what I've been doing?
Shane: [Exasperatedly.] Look... please just leave.
[Chuckles.] Of course. Why didn't you just say? [She narrows her eyes.] Although, you may want to be a little more discreet Shane. With your ex-wife only feet away and all.... Something tells me, she might not appreciate hearing your moans of ecstasy. [She sees Laura's shoulders tighten beneath Shane's touch and feels a touch of satisfaction as she turns.] Have fun kids. And don't do anything I wouldn't do. But then something tells me that's highly unlikely anyway...
[She slips out of the tent and runs smack into Sam who takes her by the arm and drags her off to the edge of camp. Once there, she pulls her arm from Samantha's grip.]
Do you mind?
Samantha: [Angrily] What the hell is wrong with you, Marley?
Wrong with me? [Rubs her arm where Samantha's fingermarks are still white under the tan.] Nothing is wrong with me Sam.
Samatha: [Crosses her arms, her hazel eyes flashing.] You're treating us all like we're the enemy and you're driving poor Laura around the bend. Who the hell died and made you Queen Bitch?
[Grace can't help the laugh that bubbles from her throat.] *Me?* And this from the woman who didn't bother to tell me she was alive for nigh on twenty years. Who let me grieve for her, suffer mountains of *guilt* because I thought her death was somehow my fault. And you have the nerve to call *me* a bitch? Sam, sometimes you really are too much.
Samantha: [A little surprised.] Marley, I explained that. I thought you understood.
[Playing hurt and angry.] Yeah, well newsflash for you, sister dearest. I don't take too well to be lied to. Perhaps you can share Queen Bitch stories with my husband if he ever bothers to show his lying face around here again. [She glares at Sam for a moment and then turns and stalks off in the direction of the beach.]
confessed by Marlena at 7:13 AM
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Shane: [Holding her securely, Shane's hands make small circles on Laura's back.] Shh...It's okay...everything is going to be all right.
[After a few moments, her nerves settle. Taking a deep cleansing breath, Laura lets the tension and anxiety leech out of her. Reaching up, her fingers graze across his lips as she offers him a sad smile. Looking into her eyes, Shane is alarmed by the disconcerting clarity staring back at him. As her fingers trail away from his lips, Laura leans in and kisses him softly.] She really is right...we shouldn't be doing this with Kim right outside.
Shane: [Gently pushing the hair away from her face], Marlena is just trying to push your buttons...
[Interrupting], I know, but...
Shane: Kim is a grown woman with a husband and a life that has nothing to do with me. We are divorced and have been for a long time.
[Sighs lightly and looks down--her voice low and sure], That may very well be true, but that doesn't mean that she's over you...When you share your life with someone you never completely get over that. I mean look at Roman pathetically pining for Marlena. And I can tell you from experience, you never like seeing your husband, ex or otherwise, with another woman...[Finally looking up to focus on Shane's face, her eyes brighten as she smiles shyly.] Do you know how absolutely wonderful I think you are? [Laura's lip quirks as she laughs lightly.] I mean what are the chances of finding a handsome, debonair gentleman whose turn-ons include mental instability and...[Leaning closer, she whispers in his ear. Throwing her head back, her throaty laugh causes tremors to run through Shane. Shaking his head in amusement, she once again kisses him.] Besides just because we try to take Kim's feelings into consideration, doesn't mean we can't finish this later...[She arches her eyebrow in question and smiles at Shane's answering nod.] Right now, though, I need to go find Marlena.
Shane: [Concerned], Why put yourself through that?
[Standing, Laura straightens her disheveled clothes.] Because something is wrong, Shane...Terribly wrong. I've known Marlena for a long time. She has a very distinct aura about her, but lately, it's not there. I don't know who or what this is...[eyes darken] but it's not Marlena. [Grinning, she leans down and kisses him.] I won't be long.
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