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    My Shane Chapter 7

     I lifted up Shane’s t-shirt and saw a big gash across her stomach. As I cleaned up  the wound I felt her abs twitch in contact with my fingers. I couldn’t help but smile. Her abs were perfectly chiseled into 6-packs….I don’t know how the hell she got that! It makes you wanna touch her. I want to feel her abs against mine…’no no Carmen bad thoughts…shoo shoo! come back to reality’

     I hate the reality. But what can I do! I try to take the shirt off of Shane but Shane gave a loud cry when I tried to move her left shoulder. Is it broken? crap…I try to move it again and figure that her shoulder joints are dislocated. That used to happen to Anna a lot when she was younger. And I know exactly what to do for that. So I look at her shut eyes…

     Carmen:"Shane if you can hear me…this is gonna hurt a lot but its gonna be fine"

     somehow she nodded…and I smiled to myself.  And there we go…I pulled her hand by her wrist and fixed it….

     Shane’s eyes fluttered open with pain. She opened her mouth to yell out in pain but nothing came out. She looks at me bluntly. It takes her some time to register that I am sitting here, and to regain her voice. 

     Shane:"I am sorry for the english project"

     Is she seriously talking about the stupidass english project right no! Fuck her! I am sorry I don’t mean that…I mean I am willing to…but not with her in this condition….

     Shane: "Thank you, you don’t have to. I am sorry you had to see me like this." I could tell from her disfigured face that she was really sorry. 

     This formality  is making me mad. 

     Carmen: "Shane shut the fuck up and do as I say" She just looked at me like a little kid being scolded by her mother. Her puppy face is just too adorable and my anger is washed away. 

     But my snapping actually did the work. She sat up quietly and let me bandage her hand. While she was just staring at me. I can feel her eyes on my face, then its going down on my neck…oh my god its getting so hard to concentrate..even though she can’t really open her other eye…one eye is enough for me…oh my my…there we her stare goes down to my cleavage now and  my breath hitched a little on the feeling of it. Now I remembered why I wore this tank top on the first place.           I decided to put mind over matter. Then I ushered her to take off her t-shirt. 

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    1. Okay, at least Carmen went back. I like this chapter. Shane’s in a bad situation, but Carmen’s taking care of her. Very nice. I like that they’re getting a bit closer.

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