"Jeff, you go to my house. I'll catch up in a second." Shane said.
"Are you sure? I mean we can go with you, or wait here, or something." Jeff said. Shane shook his head.
"Nah man you go. I'll be back in a little while."
"Ok, see ya." Jeff said. He and Terri walked in the direction of Shane's house. Shane cut through his backyard, hopped over his fence and ran through a few more yards and crossed a couple of streets.
Then Shane saw it. He paused. The two story one family house was midnight blue with black shutters. It had the appropriate "welcome" mat on top of the marble steps. The bushes and lawn were neatly trimmed and the flowers were taken care of.
Shane walked up the smooth marble steps and stood on the same "welcome" mat he had admired. He put his finger on the peephole so the person couldn't see him through it and he put his foot in position to jam between the door and wall so she couldn't slam the door in his face. Shane lifted his other finger and rang the doorbell.
"Yes?" She answered as she opened the door. As soon as she seen who it was she went to slam the door shut, but Shane's foot prevented it.
"Let me in, please." Shane begged.
"No! Go away!" She screamed. Ignoring her Shane slid in the doorway and gently shut the door behind him. Shane looked around, he was in a hall. He looked up and seen her run down the small hall, open a door, go inside the room and slam the door behind her. Shane walked into that same room.
When he walked in all he seen was a black living room. The rug was black, there was a black leather reclining chair in one corner, a black and blue Dell computer was on a huge black desk, pictures of white tigers and black panthers hung on the walls along with mirrors and plants. In the middle of the room there was a glass coffee table with black legs and on the far side of the wall was a long wrap around black leather couch with Modesty laying on it.
"Modesty please talk to me." Shane said. Modesty never moved.
"I'm not supposed to talk to you." She said into a pillow. Shane walked over and sat next to her.
"What?" He asked. She sat up and looked him right in the eyes.
"I'm not supposed to see you." She said slowly. Shane smirked.
"You're looking at me now."
"I know." She couldn't help but smile a little too.
Shane studied her. Jeff was right. She looked exactly the same. Modesty wasn't conceited but she liked to always look her best and have the nicest things. Whatever happened to her in the mental institute was gone now. You would never guess she was in one, that's how much she looked the same.
"How long have you been um, out?" Shane asked. Modesty looked away then looked right back into his eyes.
"Four days." She answered. Shane paused for a second. Was it possible Modesty kidnapped Shayleen out of jealousy because Nidia had his kid and she lost his?
"What have you been up to?" Shane asked, looking for information but not coming right out and asking her.
"Oh you know trying to get my house back to normal and getting it stocked again." Modesty answered and smiled snuggly at him. Shane was confused. Did she smile because she wanted to or because she wasn't telling him something?
"What about you?" She asked. Shane decided if she was going to play games, so was he.
"Oh nothing much." He answered.
"Oh it's Friday. You leave for WWE tomorrow morning." She said. Shane sighed. He had forgotten. He couldn't go now that Shayleen was missing.
"How are you, um, doing?" Shane asked, trying to change the subject. A crash came from upstairs. Modesty jumped up.
"Shane you have to go! You're not supposed to be here! Sorry but goodbye!" Modesty exclaimed. She practically pushed Shane down the hall and pushed him out the door then slammed it shut.
Shane stood there dumbfounded. What the hell was that? Why did she suddenly get so panicked and push him out? And what the hell was that crash? Shane made a mental note to go back another day. Right now he had to go back to his house, which was probably in an uproar.
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Shane was right. As soon as he opened his house door he heard Nidia screaming.
"Nidia what's wrong?" Shane asked as he walked into the living room. A pissed off Nidia pointed to a cop.
"He's telling me they have to release Angel because they don't have any hard proof that she took our baby." Nidia kept her voice even but everyone knew she was mad.
"Nidia things take time. They'll get enough information on her soon and we'll-" Nidia cut Shane off.
"She was the only fucking one in the house when it happened! What more do they want?" Nidia screamed. Shane sighed. "And if I recall before you left you were all pissed off and screaming about how much you want your baby girl back. What happened Shane? Where did you go?"
"Nidia please. Calm down."
"Where'd you go Shane? Huh? To visit that little psycho Modesty?" Nidia spat. Shane's eyes widened. "You didn't think I knew did you? Remember Shane? Remember what she did to you? Who saved you? Oh, and Shane did the thought even cross your mind that Modesty may be the one responsible for this?" Nidia screamed before walking away.
"Actually it did!" Shane screamed. Was the whole world against him?
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Angel curled up on the hard thing they called a bed. She was miserable. She wanted to go home. She didn't do it; she didn't know why she was in there.
Angel rolled on her back and stared at the ceiling. She heard rats run across the floor and wanted to cry. She hated rats, roaches and spiders. This place had all three. The way Angel figured it, death would be better.
The cop had made her think. Did she take Shayleen out of her bed while she slept and put her somewhere? The truth was Angel lied to the cops. What she told them happened, but she left stuff out.
Like she left out she fell asleep on the couch a little while after she put Shayleen to bed. When she woke up she was in Shane and Nidia's bed. She quickly ran down the stairs, not sure what happened. Shane and Nidia had come home a few minutes later. Angel never had a history of sleepwalking so that alone scared her, then to find out Shayleen was missing scared her even more.
Angel sighed and closed her eyes to pretend she was somewhere else. This sucked.
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Modesty sighed and turned off her TV. She couldn't pay attention. She was thinking about Shane. Why did he have to come by earlier? Before she left her physiatrist had told her to stay away from Shane, and she had planned to. But once again Shane had ruined her plans.
Her possibly snapping again had bad consequences for both of them. She would get sent back to the mental ward, which is exactly what she didn't want. She hated it there. She was only good because she wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. The last thing Modesty wanted to do was go back.
The bad consequences for Shane could go as far as death. She almost did it before and she could do it again. Modesty didn't like the idea but why lie? Poor Shane. He should have listened to her when she told him she couldn't see him.
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Shane walked into Shayleen's once clean room. Now it looked like a bomb hit it.
"What the fuck happened?" Shane asked. Nidia sighed and dropped a pair of Shayleen's pants she had been holding.
"The pigs were looking for evidence." She explained. Shane shook his head and looked at her dresser. All Shayleen's little dolls and all the other cute things she had on her dresser were knocked over. In the middle of the pile was the damn picture of him and Modesty. Shane would have sworn on anything he had put that back in the attic.
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"Are you sure? I mean we can go with you, or wait here, or something." Jeff said. Shane shook his head.
"Nah man you go. I'll be back in a little while."
"Ok, see ya." Jeff said. He and Terri walked in the direction of Shane's house. Shane cut through his backyard, hopped over his fence and ran through a few more yards and crossed a couple of streets.
Then Shane saw it. He paused. The two story one family house was midnight blue with black shutters. It had the appropriate "welcome" mat on top of the marble steps. The bushes and lawn were neatly trimmed and the flowers were taken care of.
Shane walked up the smooth marble steps and stood on the same "welcome" mat he had admired. He put his finger on the peephole so the person couldn't see him through it and he put his foot in position to jam between the door and wall so she couldn't slam the door in his face. Shane lifted his other finger and rang the doorbell.
"Yes?" She answered as she opened the door. As soon as she seen who it was she went to slam the door shut, but Shane's foot prevented it.
"Let me in, please." Shane begged.
"No! Go away!" She screamed. Ignoring her Shane slid in the doorway and gently shut the door behind him. Shane looked around, he was in a hall. He looked up and seen her run down the small hall, open a door, go inside the room and slam the door behind her. Shane walked into that same room.
When he walked in all he seen was a black living room. The rug was black, there was a black leather reclining chair in one corner, a black and blue Dell computer was on a huge black desk, pictures of white tigers and black panthers hung on the walls along with mirrors and plants. In the middle of the room there was a glass coffee table with black legs and on the far side of the wall was a long wrap around black leather couch with Modesty laying on it.
"Modesty please talk to me." Shane said. Modesty never moved.
"I'm not supposed to talk to you." She said into a pillow. Shane walked over and sat next to her.
"What?" He asked. She sat up and looked him right in the eyes.
"I'm not supposed to see you." She said slowly. Shane smirked.
"You're looking at me now."
"I know." She couldn't help but smile a little too.
Shane studied her. Jeff was right. She looked exactly the same. Modesty wasn't conceited but she liked to always look her best and have the nicest things. Whatever happened to her in the mental institute was gone now. You would never guess she was in one, that's how much she looked the same.
"How long have you been um, out?" Shane asked. Modesty looked away then looked right back into his eyes.
"Four days." She answered. Shane paused for a second. Was it possible Modesty kidnapped Shayleen out of jealousy because Nidia had his kid and she lost his?
"What have you been up to?" Shane asked, looking for information but not coming right out and asking her.
"Oh you know trying to get my house back to normal and getting it stocked again." Modesty answered and smiled snuggly at him. Shane was confused. Did she smile because she wanted to or because she wasn't telling him something?
"What about you?" She asked. Shane decided if she was going to play games, so was he.
"Oh nothing much." He answered.
"Oh it's Friday. You leave for WWE tomorrow morning." She said. Shane sighed. He had forgotten. He couldn't go now that Shayleen was missing.
"How are you, um, doing?" Shane asked, trying to change the subject. A crash came from upstairs. Modesty jumped up.
"Shane you have to go! You're not supposed to be here! Sorry but goodbye!" Modesty exclaimed. She practically pushed Shane down the hall and pushed him out the door then slammed it shut.
Shane stood there dumbfounded. What the hell was that? Why did she suddenly get so panicked and push him out? And what the hell was that crash? Shane made a mental note to go back another day. Right now he had to go back to his house, which was probably in an uproar.
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Shane was right. As soon as he opened his house door he heard Nidia screaming.
"Nidia what's wrong?" Shane asked as he walked into the living room. A pissed off Nidia pointed to a cop.
"He's telling me they have to release Angel because they don't have any hard proof that she took our baby." Nidia kept her voice even but everyone knew she was mad.
"Nidia things take time. They'll get enough information on her soon and we'll-" Nidia cut Shane off.
"She was the only fucking one in the house when it happened! What more do they want?" Nidia screamed. Shane sighed. "And if I recall before you left you were all pissed off and screaming about how much you want your baby girl back. What happened Shane? Where did you go?"
"Nidia please. Calm down."
"Where'd you go Shane? Huh? To visit that little psycho Modesty?" Nidia spat. Shane's eyes widened. "You didn't think I knew did you? Remember Shane? Remember what she did to you? Who saved you? Oh, and Shane did the thought even cross your mind that Modesty may be the one responsible for this?" Nidia screamed before walking away.
"Actually it did!" Shane screamed. Was the whole world against him?
~~~~~~
Angel curled up on the hard thing they called a bed. She was miserable. She wanted to go home. She didn't do it; she didn't know why she was in there.
Angel rolled on her back and stared at the ceiling. She heard rats run across the floor and wanted to cry. She hated rats, roaches and spiders. This place had all three. The way Angel figured it, death would be better.
The cop had made her think. Did she take Shayleen out of her bed while she slept and put her somewhere? The truth was Angel lied to the cops. What she told them happened, but she left stuff out.
Like she left out she fell asleep on the couch a little while after she put Shayleen to bed. When she woke up she was in Shane and Nidia's bed. She quickly ran down the stairs, not sure what happened. Shane and Nidia had come home a few minutes later. Angel never had a history of sleepwalking so that alone scared her, then to find out Shayleen was missing scared her even more.
Angel sighed and closed her eyes to pretend she was somewhere else. This sucked.
~~~~~~~
Modesty sighed and turned off her TV. She couldn't pay attention. She was thinking about Shane. Why did he have to come by earlier? Before she left her physiatrist had told her to stay away from Shane, and she had planned to. But once again Shane had ruined her plans.
Her possibly snapping again had bad consequences for both of them. She would get sent back to the mental ward, which is exactly what she didn't want. She hated it there. She was only good because she wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. The last thing Modesty wanted to do was go back.
The bad consequences for Shane could go as far as death. She almost did it before and she could do it again. Modesty didn't like the idea but why lie? Poor Shane. He should have listened to her when she told him she couldn't see him.
~~~~~~~
Shane walked into Shayleen's once clean room. Now it looked like a bomb hit it.
"What the fuck happened?" Shane asked. Nidia sighed and dropped a pair of Shayleen's pants she had been holding.
"The pigs were looking for evidence." She explained. Shane shook his head and looked at her dresser. All Shayleen's little dolls and all the other cute things she had on her dresser were knocked over. In the middle of the pile was the damn picture of him and Modesty. Shane would have sworn on anything he had put that back in the attic.
**I'm going to change the rating to R for language and maybe some themes, so if you have to, change your settings! R&R!**