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    My Captor -Ch5

    Waitress: Miss, your coffee. Miss? Miss!

    Shane turned around just in time before Carmen turned to see why the waitress was raising her voice. She looked at the tall lanky figure and studied her. Her eyes fell upon the bandages binding her right hand.

    Carmen: Shane!

    Shane knew she got caught and sprinted out the door without taking her coffee with her.

    Waitress: MISS!!! YOU FORGOT YOUR COFFEE!!!

    Carmen was out the door in the blink of an eye running after Shane. Thank goodness she wore a pair of sneakers today. Cha cha heels would be impossible to run in. They weaved through pedestrians and Shane dodged into a small street crashing into a trashcan.

    Shane: Fuck.

    Shane scrambled up and kept running. Shane dodged into a narrow alleyway but found herself facing a tall brick wall. Shane was like a cornered dog, she was desperately looking for a way out. She could hear Carmen’s footsteps slow to a walk. Then nothing. She could feel Carmen’s brown eyes watcing her fearful that she’d escape. Shane let out a big sigh. She wouldn’t get away. The alley was too small and the wall was too tall to jump. She cursed at her stupidity. She’d probably had a better chance at getting away with just running on a crowded street. Shane turned to face whatever awaited her. Let it be. Well let it be until she came up with an answer.

    Shane: Hi. Uh… I was just getting a coffee.

    Carmen took a step closer to her. Her eyes were beginning to water as she took another step. Shane hated it when people cried. Especially Carmen. A sloemn tear rolled off her cheek. Shane furrowed her brows. 

    Shane: Common, it’s not like I died or anything.

    Carmen stopped in front of Shane. She picked up the bandaged hand.

    Carmen: Why is your hand like this?

    Shane: I fell.

    Carmen: Bullshit Shane.

    There was an awkward silence. Shane pulled her hand away.

    Carmen: Who did this? I’m going to fuking kill them. Shane tell me.

    Shane pulled her hand away.

    Shane: You did. 

    Her words were enough to make the tears that Carmen was holding in fall.

    Shane: I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. I did it. Honest. You had nothing to do with it. It was all me.

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    1. hey! ya updated! yay! loved the update. hope you had fun at your prom and good thing ya didn’t hurt urself runnin’ with ur heals in ur hand and ur super long dress. lol! n e ways… i freakin’ love this fic. what ever you have in stored for this fic… i hope Sharmen makes it out in the end. PPS!

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