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    My Captor- Chapter 12

    Cezar stood over her looking down at her. 

    Cezar: Shh… You need rest.

    Shane shook her head trying to get up but Cezar restrained her.

    Cezar: You want to see Carmen right?

    Shane nodded.

    Cezar: She’s been pacing outside.

    Shane gave him a weak smile.

    Cezar: Please don’t be angry with her. You should already know she has a soft heart no matter how tough she looks. I told her I sent you there. I didn’t tell her what for. You’re lucky, you don’t have a pissed off latina on your ass.

    Cezar chuckled. His daughter was definately fiesty. And she was angry again at him for using Shane without her knowing.

    Cezar: Cherrie’s at home changing. I’ll get Carmen for you.

    Cezar went outside and Shane closed her eyes. She heard the door open and opened her eyes again. She saw a timid Carmen close the door behind her and walk to her bed side. Shane struggled to get up, but Carmen pushed her back.

    Carmen: Don’t get up.

    Shane: Carm… I… didn’t want to… didn’t want to lie…

    Carmen: Shhh, I know I know.

    Shane’s throat was parched. Carmen got some watcher for her.

    Shane: No… I want… Carm.

    Carmen took Shane’s hand in hers and placed it on her cheek.

    Camen: Go to sleep for now. Finish what you need to do then come home to me.

    Shane nodded. Carmen kissed her on the forehead and left Shane to sleep. She woke up when Cherrie Jaffie came back. She had her brief case open and was working on her laptop.

    Cherrie: You’re awake. You scared me.

    Shane smiled weakly. Cherrie had been so nice to her. She felt kinda bad just using her. Shane reached out to her. Cherrie grabbed her hand.

    Cherrie: Do you need something?

    Shane nodded.

    Cherrie: Food?

    Shane shook her head no.

    Cherrie: Hmm… Carmen?

    Shane nodded. She wanted Carmen. Cherrie was down right jealous. She was just as rich and just as pretty, but Shane didn’t want her. But Cherrie didn’t worry. She’d get Shane later. She knew she would. Nothing ever stopped her from achieving her goals.

    Cherrie: I’ll go get her for you.

    The door closed and Shane struggled to get up. Shane was going to finish just like Carmen said. She was going home to the girl she longed for every night. She felt her heart pound harder as she exerted force to get up. She took the USB from her pocket and plugged it into the laptop. Thank goodness Cherrie bad been working on the bedstand. Automatically, the USB was programed to copy the information. Shane turned the laptop around and also sent a copy of everything on it to Bette. She got everything back to normal and laid back down, gripping the USB in her hand tightly. Shane closed her eyes hoping that would stop the room from spinning around. So tired. Sleepless nights. No Carmen. Not to be cliche but she thought it was the recipe for disaster. The door opened. Carmen glided over. She looked tired with her brows furrowed.

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    Comments

    1. Aww! Well, home is where the heart is. . . even if that happens to be in the lion’s den. As Shane and Carmen get closer, I get more worried that this will end badly when the truth comes out about Shane. But so far, so good. I’m liking this story. :)

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