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    I Will Not Let You Fall

    Story written on February 1, 2018 by Valerie.
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    ”FUCK!” Bette cried out, ducking down. ”Shane, give me the key!” As more gunshots erupted in quick succession, Shane tossed the key to Bette. Having finally gotten to the Jeep, Bette snapped the door open and leaped into the driver’s seat. ”SHANE, GET IN THE FUCKING CAR!” she yelled when the short-haired woman appeared to

    ”FUCK!” Bette cried out, ducking down. ”Shane, give me the key!”

    As more gunshots erupted in quick succession, Shane tossed the key to Bette. Having finally gotten to the Jeep, Bette snapped the door open and leaped into the driver’s seat. ”SHANE, GET IN THE FUCKING CAR!” she yelled when the short-haired woman appeared to be struggling with opening the door.

    As soon as Shane flopped into the passenger seat, Bette slammed on the gas pedal and the car jolted forward with a screech. Both women huddled low when the car was being shot at.

    ”Goddammit!” Bette cursed, driving down the street, speed growing higher each second.

    A patrol car appeared out of nowhere, almost cutting in front of them, making Bette stomp on the breaks to avoid collision. The Jeep swerved dangerously, but Bette straightened it out in no time.

    ”This is so fucked up, so fucked up,” Bette chanted, maneuvering the vehicle through a stream of traffic. She had no idea why she had panicked, why she hadn’t just let Tasha arrest her and take her to jail. Everything was already a blur to Bette, she just knew she needed to run.

    There was no word or sound whatsoever from Shane. Bette turned to see what was up. Her eyes widened and she drew in a sharp breath. ”Holy shit…”

    Shane was slouched heavily in the seat, clamping her right hand over a gunshot wound in her side. The blood was seeping around her fingers, her cotton shirt and jeans were soaked with blood as she tilted her head back against the back of the seat and breathed with effort, her eyes glassy, drooping and unfocused.

    ”No no no no…” Bette whispered hastily, her own eyes welling up with tears of fright. Racing through yellow, Bette broke open the glove compartment and with a shaking hand pulled out a heap of tissue paper. ”Shane? Shane, let me…”

    When the half-conscious woman inched her hand away from the wound, Bette pressed the tissues against the wound carefully, yet causing Shane to groan strainedly in pain. ”Tsh tsh tshhh… It’s okay, just hold it, the blood needs to slow down a little before we make it to the hospital,” Bette explained glancing anxiously between the busy road and her suffering friend. She could notice that the tissues were getting soaked pretty quickly.

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    1. Hi Valerie:

      OH, MY GOD, this chapter is amazing, and very hard for me, I needed a cup of tea and cookies to read it, during my lunch break in my job; you made it so real, like watching the movie.

      I think that finally, Bette touched bottom I hope she won’t fell farther, and she could start changing things, she needs to think in a wisdomly way; Arnodelo is looking for her, and her only choice is to make a deal with the prosecutor and give away Armodelo and his cartel and gang; she has some money she needs a very good attorney; she has to start thinking about a new begining with Tina, after she pays her bill to society (which I hope will be low, with the help of a lawyer) to the system; anyway, the people she killed were criminal, and she didn’t kill the girl, Miranda, that was killed by Dominic and Arnodelo.
      Wow, Valerie, the story is very good, I hope the end would be very good also.

      Thank you so much for the wonderful and spine-chilling chapter.

      I’ll be anxiously waiting for the next one, pps.

      P

    3. Hi,

      Great to have a new post but what a place to leave us!

      I repeat all proteonomics’s comments and appeal for another post as soon as possible.

      BTW Great to have you back pps.

      SG

    4. Wow! Thank you for an amazing yet very tearful (for me) chapter! I was hoping beyond hope that Bette was an undercover cop but it doesn’t look like it! Anxiously awaiting for next chapter! By the way you are a great writer!

    6. Hope, Tasha is alive – not to add to all other charges against Bette. Shane is a great friend indeed. And Tina is a bit of a disappointment to me. Maybe she is just too young to fight for her love. So its a big question, who will not let fall whom…
      Thanks for the great story! That’s definitely not the end yet, is it?

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