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Chapter number 13. Feel the preasure

Cam walked into the empty dressing room at the back of the Rocket club, in his hand was a small plastic sealed bag with a few pills in. Their plan for tonight was almost complete, the cops had been called to do a drug raid due to some so called 'drug dealers' on the premisis, now all that needed to be done was to plant the small quantity of drugs in the unsuspecting victims bag; that victim being Martha.

Walking across the room he breathed in and out quickly, still trying to convince himself that this was a good idea. Sitting himself down on the small bench against the wall he leaned back and closed his eyes, so far no one had suspected a thing, no one had even raised an eyebrow when the venue for the party 'got canceled' and they had to come here instead. Looking back down at his hands he studied the small white pills, before moving his attention to Martha's bag that was sitting in it's place beside him.

Unzipping the top of it he began to move his hand to put the plastic back inside, but he couldn't, he couldn't do this to her. His heart was racing, in his mind the could see a clear picture of both Crystal and Martha, his heart torn between the two of them.

Trying again, he moved the drugs closer to the opening of the bag, his hand shaking in mid air, right now was the most important part of the plan, it was all in his hands and he could feel the preasure that lay with him.

Then, in one clear movement, without thought he backed away, emptying the pills into the nearby sink and washing them down with the tap turned on full preasure. Turning the water off he backed himelf into the wall, spereading his arms out to touch the cold stone walls, he didn't blink once, his eyes were stone cold and he was breathing and panting uncontrolably, only then did he realize what he'd just done.

Sinking to the floor he covered his face with his hands, tears soaking into them, there was no way in hell those drugs were going to be any used now.

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Thirty minutes later

The place was crowded, people were rushing around in a hurry, cops were everywhere and the once fairly quiet party had turned into caos. Stepping outside Martha could feel the cool air fill her lungs and the noise from inside slowly faiding as she closed the door behind her before walking out to the footpath to give herself some space.

She was completely unaware of what should have been happening right at this very second, just like she was clueless about the fact that her boyfriend had a dodgy past that she'd of kept away from if she knew what she was getting herslef into.

Twenty metres away, Cam looked around the corner of the building, seeing the back of Martha's figure in the distance. He stepped out coming towards her before speaking, hiding the stress he was under. "I've been looking for you" he said softly, wraping one arm around her waist and kissing her cheek.

"Well funny that, I was looking for you too" she grinned.

"Outside?" he asked, raising one eyebrow and faking a slight smile.

"Yeah well you were too by the looks of it" she chuckled, "anyway, I'm thinking of heading home, I need my bed".

"Fair enough" he nodded, "I can drive you if you like".

"No thanks, I've already called a cab" she told him, over her shoulder to see if it was coming yet.

"Martha" Cam started.

"Yeah?"

"You know I'd never purposely hurt you don't you?" he questioned, trying to get his head sorted.

"Yeah of course" she answered, slightly puzzled with his question. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh it's nothing" he lied, "just something I over heard some of the other's talking about. Nothing to worry about, just wanted to make sure you knew".

"Well I do, I always have" she spoke, moving her body around so that she was now facing Cam. She leaned forward, ready for a kiss, but stopped when she heard a car pull up. Her face was only centimeter's away from his and she could feel his hands as he placed them on her waist. "That's my ride" she whispered, "I better go". Then she hopped into the car, closing the door and driving off into the night, leaving Cam just as he had been most of the night; Miserable.

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