(A/N: I guess you can say this is a sad chapter. It shows what a jackass Keith is, and what a sweetheart Craig is!)


I don't need love,
For what good will love do me,
Diamonds never lie to me,
For when love's gone,
They'll luster on

Manuela sat at her vanity, finishing up her make-up. Keith had decided to go to Craig's concert, a fact that stroke Manuela with curiosity, but she decided to go along with it. Lining her eyes with dark eyeliner, Manuela tied her hair in a high ponytail. She hadn't been to a rock concert since high school, and wanted to look the part. She was wearing destroyed denim jeans, a black and red of the shoulder shirt, and black flip-flops. She put on strings of pearls around her neck and a final coat of red glossy lipstick before she looked at herself in the mirror. You don't look a day over eighteen, Manuela grinned.

"Are you ready?" Keith asked, twirling the keys to his silver BMW around his fingers in slow, rhythmic circles; slow, hypnotizing rhythmic circles.

Manuela closed her eyes and shook her head, she reached for her silver limited edition Louis Vuitton purse and stood up, "Yeah, let's get going".

Keith looked Manuela up and down, speechless. He himself was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, but he had never seen his wife in that light, and quite frankly he didn't like it.

"That's what you're wearing?" he snorted.

Manuela crossed her arms, "Do you have a problem with it?"

Keith had never heard his wife retort in such a manner either. He just shrugged and they walked out of their house in silence. They climbed into the car and Manuela felt around the leather seating. It hadn't occurred to her how materialistic her husband was. She remembered what Craig was wearing the night before, vintage jeans, a green T-shirt, and a leather jacket. Nothing fancy like her husbands million dollar suits, just something plain and simple. Wasn't love supposed to be plain and simple? Manuela wondered as Keith pulled out of their driveway.

"I don't know why I'm doing this", Keith finally sputtered as they were driving to the concert. His eyes were transfixed on the road, but Manuela felt his eyes glaring at her, watching her.

She didn't answer, she just sat in the passenger's seat in silence.

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"Hello Houston!" Craig bellowed before the crowd, Manuela and Keith sat in the front row, "We are The Downtown Sasquash!" He started the play a few chords on his guitar, and the band began to join him, Genesis ad-libbing words here and there.

The started the set off with a few newer songs, songs Manuela hadn't heard before since she hadn't kept track with Craig's band. She was getting into the music, singing along with the chorus when the words started sounding familiar, she paid no attention to Keith who was just standing with his arms crossed. The concert droned on, song after song, finally Craig came to the final one.

"I wrote this song", Craig panted, "To a girl who I thought was special back in High school. Her name was Ashley".

Manuela chuckled in memory of Ashley and Craig.

Craig continued, "But tonight, it's going out to someone else. Her name is Manuela Santos".

Manuela's cheeks turned red.

"Manny, this song is for you", Craig whispered, he started to sing the first few lines of What I Know before Keith turned to Manuela and grabbed her by the wrist.

"Let go of me Keith!" Manuela screamed, louder than she meant to, Craig's band began playing more quietly. Craig's eyes were scanning the crowd, trying to look for Manny.

Keith slapped Manuela across the cheek, "You whore! You said nothing was going on!"

"Nothing is", tears dripped down Manuela's cheek, "Keith – I – promise. I had no idea…"

Keith slapped her again, harder this time, his hand was still on Manuela's wrist, digging into her skin tighter, never ceasing to let go.

"Keith please", more tears fell from Manuela's cheeks.

Craig stopped playing the song, and his band quickly followed his lead. Genesis heard Keith screaming at Manuela, and her eyes turned to Craig.

"What's going on?" Craig asked, "Where's Manny?"

"In the front", Genesis replied looking for a security guard, "Do you see her?"

Craig nodded, "I think so".

Craig and Genesis jumped off the stage, warning their security guards that something was going on, when they found Manny, it was too late. She was bleeding on the ground, and Keith was nowhere in sight.

"Someone call 911!" Genesis screamed.

A tear dripped down Craig's eye and onto the cold, concrete floor.

I don't need love,
For what good will love do me,
Diamonds never lie to me,
For when love's gone,
They'll luster on