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    Run – Chapter 7

    Story written on June 26, 2014 by dinahwas.
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    Of course Kenzi would be up here after Vex left. Lauren did not follow unarmed; she brought with her a pair of shot glasses adorned with the FCB football logo and a bottle of tequila.   Kenzi lay flat on the cushions and heard Lauren step onto the roof. She didn’t bother getting up or

    Of course Kenzi would be up here after Vex left. Lauren did not follow unarmed; she brought with her a pair of shot glasses adorned with the FCB football logo and a bottle of tequila.

     

    Kenzi lay flat on the cushions and heard Lauren step onto the roof. She didn’t bother getting up or looking at her. She heard the clink of glasses and a bottle placed on the table.

    ”I’m not liking you right now. Don’t bother buttering me up with alcohol.” Kenzi turned her head and spied the label on the bottle, and glared upside down at Lauren, who was doing her best to appear contrite. It was the good stuff. Kenzi returned to her original position and rested her forearm over her eyes. ”Okay, butter me up with alcohol.”

    Lauren poured and nudged Kenzi with the shot glass.

    ”You know what,” Kenzi sat up, ”I seem to remember that the last time I listened to someone say trust me I was force fed a guilt sandwich with shit au jus. Massimo not only got away but also got away with murder…thanks to Vex the douche bag. Lauren, that thing let him get away and now, you, after all this—you just ask him for brunch!” She swallowed the tequila in one gulp, slammed the glass in demand of a second, which Lauren obliged. The second shot followed the first down her throat in record time. Kenzi closed her eyes and wheezed a short, angry sigh.

    Lauren winced after downing her first. ”Kenzi, I had to find out what he was up to…and to buy us some time!” She sensed Kenzi’s steam was not abating even after the two shots, so she loaded up a third in the hope it would tamp down her anger. In a single motion, not anything new for Lauren to see but always a marvel to witness, Kenzi swiped the shot glass with the grace of a cat toying with its food, and in a single motion brought it to her lips, vacuumed the amber liquid, and returned the glass to the table with hardly a sound.

    Lauren poured herself a second shot and waited for the courage, like the heat of the tequila, to rise in her chest. ”I know of no one else that I trust with my life more than you.” Lauren was suddenly self-aware and looked everywhere but at Kenzi. ”I never told you what it was like to be a slave, have I Kenz?”

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