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Rescue Me
Sandy had ditched her for Rebecca.
On Valentine's Day.
It was Kirsten's favorite holiday and Sandy had ditched her for some bitch, that used to be his fiancée before she ran away and hid herself for twenty years just ready to come back and destroy Sandy's marriage.
Kirsten couldn't believe that her husband was more interested in some criminal ex-girlfriend than in his wife.
How things could change.
It wasn't fair and Kirsten didn't want to see her marriage fall apart.
What could bring Sandy back on the right track?
What could bring him back to her?
What would make him leave and forget Rebecca?
Kirsten had tried everything and now knew the answer to those questions.
Nothing.
Nothing would stop him seeing Rebecca.
Nothing would make him think of something else than clearing Rebecca's name.
Nothing would remind him of having a wife that needed him.
Nothing would make him see the tears in her eyes when he mentioned Rebecca.
Nothing would make him read her mind like he had done twenty years before, just to make sure that she was fine.
Nothing would bring him back to her.
Nothing would make the awkwardness between them go away.
Nothing could bring back what they had before Rebecca appeared.
Nothing. She knew she didn't want her marriage to be like that.
A marriage should be between husband and wife.
At the moment her marriage was between husband and wife and ex-fiancée.
A very explosive mixture. It was a mixture Kirsten couldn't deal with.
It was a mixture Kirsten didn't want to deal with.
She was sitting at the little desk in her bedroom waiting for Sandy.
Waiting and not knowing that he wouldn't come home before midnight.
Waiting for him to tell her that Rebecca had gone and that Kirsten was the only reason he lived for.
Waiting and knowing that it wasn't like that at all.
Waiting for a sign that her marriage could still be fixed.
Waiting and pretending that Rebecca was only a client. She knew that Rebecca wasn't just a client.
Rebecca was more.
She was Sandy's love of his life and even if he didn't admit that, Kirsten knew it.
She had always been the second choice.
If it was up to Rebecca, then Sandy would go with her, but his family held him back.
And that was what erased Kirsten belief into her marriage.
Knowing that Sandy just hadn't gone because of his wife and his sons.
The fact, that she was only his wife, made her cry.
It was the family that held him back and not love as it should be.
She didn't want to feel the pain of being ditched again.
She didn't want to feel anything ever again.
She took the razorblade that lay in front of her and began to cut.
Slowly she slashed her wrists.
Slowly she could feel relief.
Slowly the blood ran down her wrists and dropped on the table.
Slowly her head turned around and she saw Sandy.
He hurried towards her but her nerves had gone numb.
She didn't feel anything.
"Rescue me." She whispered and then closed her eyes.
Sandy woke up and gasped. Then he turned his head towards the woman that was sitting next to him.
"Are you okay? You fell asleep and I didn't want to wake you up." Rebecca smiled at him but he shook his head.
"No. I- I'm sorry but we have to get back." He stood up and grabbed the keys that were lying on the table next to the door. He knew it had only been a dream but for him it was more. It was a sign. A sign that told him that his marriage was about to fall apart.
"Sandy, we can't get back. The road…" Rebecca tried to convince him to sit down again but he shut her up.
"I don't care if the road's washed out. I just want to get back. Back to Kirsten. She needs me." He opened the door and then headed to the car while Rebecca packed their stuff.
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So, you guys. I hope you liked it. As you have seen this is a missing scene from 'The Rainy Day Women'. Obviously the one where Sandy decides to drive back to Newport. Anyways, I guess it's fits in there. Please review!