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“Kit, she should have been back hours ago, where the fuck is she?” Bette screeched down the phone that was gripped tightly in her hand.

Her sister sighed, “Bette, I’m sure she’s fine and I’m sure she’ll be back soon – don’t worry.”

Bette rolled her eyes and disconnected the call. Every second she spent longer on the phone to Kit, was every second wasted in trying to find Tina. She clambered across their bed and walked to the cupboard to find her coat. Bette had decided that she would go out and look for her.

She quickly grabbed any coat and pulled it on over her slender body. Seconds later she was at the front door with her car keys in the palm of her hand. What she saw next however made her stop in her step and frown.

“Bette Porter?” The police officer asked.

She swallowed audibly and nodded, “Yes, that’s me. What’s going on?”

The police officer sighed and looked away from Bette’s questioning eyes, “I’m sorry to tell you this but there has been an accident…” He hesitated for a second before continuing, “Involving Tina Kennard, do you know her?”

Bette’s lips subconsciously parted and her eyes widened a little. “Y-yes, is she ok?”

He lifted his hand and removed his hat, holding it against his chest. “Can I please come in?”

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Tina’s body shook violently with every sob. She jogged down the street, the wind hitting her face painfully. As she took each breath, her chest tightened horribly, causing her to cry out in pain. Not being able to take it anymore, she entered a nearby alley and walked all the way to the end.

This was when her legs gave way and she crashed to the floor. The blond female pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs tightly. Finally, her cries started to calm down. “What am I doing?” She whispered underneath her breath. “Why am I running away from this?”

A light suddenly flicked on to her side and she winced, it seemed to make her eyes sting. Seconds later the door began to rattle as somebody jammed a key into it. Tina started to freak out and pushed herself to her feet – she didn’t want to see anyone, she didn’t want to talk to anyone. She quickly exited the alley and climbed onto a nearby bus, not caring where she was going.

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