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    All Shook Up, Ch. 3

     

    “You okay?” she asked, her lips inches from Dana’s.

     

    “Mmm hmm,” Dana answered, staring into her eyes, captivated despite their situation.

     

    “Good.  Now we need to move away from here.  I smell gas,” Alice told her, rolling off of Dana.

     

    Dana nearly cried out in protest, as she’d just been about to reach up and capture Alice’s lips with her own.  “Okay,” she simply answered, shakily rising to her feet, feeling faint as she did so.  Blood dripped down the side of her face as she helped Alice to her feet.

     

    “Ouch, my ankle.” Alice was hopping on one foot. 

     

    “You probably had your foot pressed too hard on the brake when we hit the ground. You must have sprained it or something,” Dana told her, pulling Alice to her side and trying to help support her weight.

     

    Alice glanced at Dana, fully taking in the large bloody cut across her cheek and the still-bleeding cut on the side of her head that had soaked her hair and part of her shirt in blood.  There was also a bloody hole in her shirt where glass had stabbed at her stomach, and she was awkwardly holding her side.  Alice then reflected on her own injuries:  her arm was broken and hung loosely, the bone slightly protruding through the skin near the elbow; sprained ankle; scratches across her chin and forehead.  “God damn, Dana, we look like *****.”

     

    Dana glanced at her sidelong as they began limping away from the smoking vehicle, which now had small flames licking at the sides.  “You could never look like *****, Alice.”

     

    “Liar,” Alice told her, biting back a small smile.

     

    “It’s the truth,” Dana told her as they stopped to catch a breath. Changing subjects quickly, she said, “We’d better start walking toward help, because there’s no way anyone can get down this highway to find us.  There are some houses down that way.”  She pointed. 

     

    Alice saw the cracked highway and realized Dana was right – no one would be driving down here to discover they needed help.  “Walk?  How?  I’m practically crippled,” she protested, once again hopping up and down on one foot.

     

    Comments

    1. Here I thought hurricanes were bad. At least with a Hurricane you know that it is coming your way and you can get out of the way. There is no telling when an earthquake is coming. Love the story. Hopefully all will survive and piece their lives back together again. Keep writing.

    2. Lara died,Tina under a frig.Jenny house is burning,Mark is out cold Alice and Dana is chewed up and spit out and Our Shane and Carmen Lord only Knows. Thanks god it fan/Fic. You are giving our girls hell. Angie slept through the whole thing. Thanks for this.

    3. pressing, firing, hooking, killing(?), dropping… you did a lot. ditto to another. only complaint is you just cut at the most curious point. I love the way you write by the way. thanks, foxfire.

    4. Wow, major drama. Feel bad Lara is gone, Shane/Carmen were not sure, great job of depicting the events of an earthquake especially in southern Ca. Feels like your version of the Northridge quake. Hope our other girls make it through okay.

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