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    Collision Course 4.66

     

                “You don’t get it!  There were people in that train and I don’t care about your fucking sound bites bitch!” yelled the girl, pushing passed the reporter.

     

                “Daisy…” muttered Quin rolling over and Tina’s eyes watched the TV screen that’s what it was, the girl looked like Quin.  What was going on?  Tina watched for another minute, the accident having happened somewhere in California. 

     

                “Quin, Quin wake up,” said Tina shaking her new girlfriend awake with a gentle hand. 

     

                “What?” said Quin snapping awake and Tina grabbed the remote, now happy that Quin had the DVR installed in the room.  Rewinding the scene and Tina simply pointed to the TV.  Quin focused on the scene, “Fuck, it’s Daisy…”

     

     

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                “Daisy, my name is Daisy by the way, if we’re going to die here, might as well at least know each other’s name, right?  We will be sharing the same car to hell,” grumbled the tussled girl.  Flexing her left hand, a pain settling in there, fearing that her fingers might be broken.

     

                Sam laughed despite the grim situation, “Sam, Sam Vance.”

     

                “Really,” grinned Daisy.  “Nice name.”

     

                “My parent’s thought so,” quipped Sam.  Trying to move around and get comfortable, but it was unlikely that she’d be comfortable any time soon. 

     

                “I’m going to move closer to the front, see if I can get something to give me some leverage to get you the hell out of here, that cool?” asked Daisy.

     

                “Go for it,” nodded Sam as she fished out her cell phone.  Dialing the number to her and Shane’s home, praying that they were back from the beach, it rang and rang and finally the answering machine picked up.

     

                “Shane?  Damn it, you aren’t home, fuck!  Shane…,” said Sam trying to stay calm, swallowing away the fear that edged at her.  “I just want you to know, I love you.  I’m so sorry, Shane, this isn’t how I wanted it to end, I love you.”

     

                The train made a hard nose dive and Sam almost lost the phone, juggling it and clutching it like it was her life line.  “Shane, the train I was on, something happened…  and I might not make it home…,” said Sam trying to keep the tears from falling.  “I love you, and Shay, but I promise, I’m not giving up…  cuz I gave up on love, ‘til I met you, and you gave me something to live for…  I’m going to go, just… I love you, don’t ever forget that and whatever happens, be happy, just live, Shane, live….”

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    1. i just caught up with all the posts while ive been away and there was alot…. loads of drama… and it comes to this – i felt like crying, nearly did too (watching Pitch Black so i couldnt..lol) Poor Shane, she is going to be so distraught… why did you have to kill her why? Poor shane….. and who is bette going to marry…. oooo – please post more asap! LOVE THIS STORY!

    2. No it wasn’t bad, there’s nothing even remotely bad about this story. I was just a little lost the last chapter… Now, I’m sad. Poor Shane. Post soon, Janet.

    3. O M Gosh….I need to digest. °_°….Great writing but I’m blown away right now. Poor Shane…tell me it was a dream. please. WOW pps.

    4. Holy… mother.. of… god! JM, holy shit!!!! i literally screamed; i actually did… my mum came busting through my door asking what was wrong. So… what’s gonna happen to Shane?? omg; holy shit… i dunno what to say.. i love ur story… whoa; u always blew me away with ur cliff man.. Jo; is gonna be hard on her self; dont let her please… i love jo; she’s so cool.. Wow!! please JM PPS!!

    5. J, I know you can figure out a way for Sam to still be alive. Please…Come on, why does anyone have to die? You made us love these characters that you created, so don’t take them away from us. PLEEEEEZE……save Sam!!!!

    6. DAMN JM! Is Sam’s family tree cursed or what? More hardship has come this womans way than any character in a Lifetime T.V. movie. I was reading this update w/ the feeling of gloom in the pit of my stomach (& you didn’t disappoint.) Have to mention, you continue to physically torture Jo – ‘her nose exploded’ – too gross. LOL I’ll stick to my repetitive adjectives instead of digging for new ones that describe your fic – F*ckin’ fantastic.By the by just read JADES again this past week I was just as glued as I was the first time.

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