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    The Promise

    Please save me from myself
    I need you to save me from myself
    Please save me from myself so I can heal

    Dash heard the sound of the door slamming and water running. She lay on her stomach with her arm draped over Achilles who snored next to beside her. She struggled to get up and felt the clenching pain in her chest.

    Dash: *****!

    Oh have been nothing but mistakes
    What a wasted use of space
    Should I die before I wake?

    She rolled over and tried to inhale, but felt the tight stabbing in her chest. She struggled to get up and removed the hood that covered her eyes. She looked around the room to see the light was still on, but Shanes side of the bed was empty. Dash put her feet on the cold hardwood floor and tried to stand up. She found her legs weak and unsteady.

    Dash: Shane? (She Choked)

    Achilles came to alert and scampered to her side.

    Dash: Im okay man.

    She stood up slowly and crossed her arms, to cradle herself. She used her foot to pick up her jeans and shook them until her cigarettes fell out. Dash gripped them with her toes and brought them up as far as she could to take them with her hand. She looked at her watch to check the time.

    ::4:52::

    Dash walked over to the open window that ran the length of the room. She looked at the bench that was divided into three equal five-foot cushions. The one on the right seemed off center, and she went to fix it. She reached down and pulled it up to see that the cushions were actually the tops to a chest.

    Dash opened the others to reveal that they were filled halfway with scraps of random sheets of paper with writing scratched on them. She reached in the pocket of her sweatshirt and pulled out the scrap piece of brown paper bag she had written on. She tossed the scrap in with the others and closed the three lids to the bench. After easing her weight down onto the cushions, she sat with her back to the wall and looked out over the yard while waiting for Shane to get out of the shower.

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    1. I’ll wait as long as I have to and will love reading whatever you write so take as long as you want…. just not too long or I might die of oxygen deprivation from wiating with baited breath! ha ha Thanx for another amazing chapter!! :)

    2. That was amazing as always..I guess I will b patient but I love them all to be happy but I know that woulmake for a boring story, I am glad Bette let Tina in a little.. Plese go on..Thanks for taking the time you do..

    3. I have always loved that song by Lauryn Hill, what a great song to have with this chapter. How did you know that I was stalking you?? Yay, I’ve always wanted a stalker! (ok not really, but still if it’s you it’s cool) All right All right I’m going to write! I have more song challenges if you care to hear them.

    4. sorry i havent commmented in a few days..life gets busy.. but i have been here reading every word.. i love your story and love your style.. keep up the good work.. my daily addiction needs to be filled… 5 stars gal

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