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"Shane, come on baby, wake up. I need you. Who else will ask me to find their diary, or who'll be able to drink more coffee then me.... You have wake up." I felt tears gently slip down my face.
"Kara, he'll be OK." The calm voice of Vince cut through my thoughts.
"I hope so, for us all." I grasped his hand and smiled weakly at the patients father. Shane means everything to us all. I wiped away the tears and stood up.
"I can't sit here Vince. I care 'bout Shane too much to sit here brooding, I'm going to find that cold, viscous bitch. Vince how did they ever get together they are so different?"
"Opposites attract, Kara. You and Shane aren't alike. But Marissa isn't the same person she once was, besides what proof do you have that it was her.." The older man sighed, He hadn't told his wife that their only son was lying in a hospital bed suffering, she'd only get upset and become irrational.
"Vince, we hurt her, and she was most definately pissed with us. I just know she did it, and Shane'll tell the world she did it too. I'm gonna get even." I walked towards the door, but Vince's larger frame blocked my exit. "Vince, please move."
"Kara, Shane needs you, what will he think if you leave him and he wakes up."
"Com'on Vince, he doesn't even know I'm here. He won't miss me."
"He loves you and I know that you love him too. Let the police find his shooter, else you'll be joining them for Marissa's murder." I laughed slightly. True if I did find Marissa I'd kill her.
"I do love him,and your right, I can't help him if I'm not here for him." I retuned my attention to Shane. I took his hand and pressed it against my cheek. "I never meant for this to happen, Mac. Honestly." I becan to cry. The moist tears caused my mascara to. run down my face..
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