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    Broken, Ch. 6

    A bath, you mean, Shane reminded her gently.

    Dana sighed and crossed her arms, pouting. Fine, a bath. And I can do it myself.

    Shane smirked. Thats what you think. Well see how much help you need later.

    Dana leaned her forehead against the cool glass of the passengers side window, watching as her condo came into view. I dont need anybodys help, she muttered.

    Shane stayed wisely, and characteristically, silent as she pulled into the driveway. Throwing open her door, she said, Wait here just a second, okay?

    Its not like Im going to get up and walk out of here, Dana called back, wincing as she realized how rude she sounded. She unbuckled her seatbelt and did the only thing she could: wait.

    Shane grunted in return as she managed to finagle the wheelchair out of the bed of the truck. Setting it up, she wheeled it over to the passenger seat. Taking a deep breath, she hooked Danas arm over her neck, supporting her back with one arm and her legs with the other. Panting, she managed to lift Dana carefully and settle her into the wheelchair. Leaning against the truck, Shane struggled to catch her breath. Dana didnt look to weigh that much, but damn.

    That wouldnt have been so bad if you didnt smoke so much, Dana pointed out, struggling to turn the wheelchair around.

    Shane leaned up against the truck, looking slightly amused. Better watch what you say or youll be out here all night wheeling yourself around in circles.

    Fine. Im sorry. Now help me out, Dana apologized begrudgingly, still going in small circles as she attempted to master steering the wheelchair.

    Thought you didnt need help, Shane whispered in Danas ear as she took the back of the wheelchair and turned it around, pushing it up the driveway. Damn, Dane, youre heavy.

    I am not, Dana replied indignantly as they approached the front door.

    Look, wheelchair ramp. Tim and his buddies set it up for you, Shane pointed out, maneuvering the chair up the ramp to the front door.

    Dana muttered something that Shane couldnt hear as she fiddled with the key, trying to unlock the front door.

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    Comments

    1. Great to see you´re back. Can hardly wait to see the continuation of this story. hopefully everything will eventually be okay for our dear Dana. Right now she´s learning a lesson I too have learned: what doesn´t kill will only make you so much stronger..and finally let you know who you can consider as your true friends

    2. OMG FINALLY. I had lost hope but ur BACK. I’m really excited to know what’ll happen next. So, this seems to be going towards Shane/Dana rather than Danish, right? Either’s fine, more than fine actually. I’ll be waiting, take ur time, this is worth it :)

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