Modesty set her cup down on the counter, picked up her Brita and
poured herself a glass of water. She placed her Brita on the counter,
picked up her water and took a sip. She put the cup down and felt a hard
blow to the head. She fell to the floor and grabbed her head. She could
still see a little, everything was just blurry. The person who did it
whacked her in the head again. This time everything went black.
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"My baby. You know who did this to you don't you? Oh Shayleen if only you were up and you could talk. Who took you? Why? How long were you behind the house? Who drugged you? It wasn't your daddy, right? Please Shayleen tell me it wasn't your daddy, please." Nidia said lowly and rubbed Shayleen's hand.
Shayleen didn't move. Of course Shayleen didn't move. Nidia sighed and put her head in her hands. Her life had been perfect. Then Modesty decided to screw with Shane and her whole life fell apart. All she knew was if they all made it out alive, which is what she was really hoping for, she would never leave Shayleen home. Ever.
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Shane sighed. He hated it here. This was only the holding pen. He had to call Nidia but she didn't want to talk to him, which Shane totally understood. He had also tried to call Modesty, half out of desperation but mostly because he wanted to talk to her. She didn't answer the phone though.
"Hey pretty boy." One of the guys said. Shane knew if he didn't he would be marked the rest of his life.
"Fuck off." He growled and walked away. He wasn't in the mood to argue with him.
Shane hated this place. He hated everyone. He hated the world. He hated everything.
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Angel looked around and seen nothing but white. She smiled. She had finally succeeded. She stopped smiling when she looked down and seen an IV in her arm. Then she screamed.
Matt Hardy rushed in. He covered Angel's mouth and sat down next to her on a chair.
"Shh." He whispered.
"I didn't die?" Angel asked sadly.
"No." Matt said and shook his head.
"Damnit! I can't even kill myself right!" Angel exclaimed. Matt jumped. He wasn't expecting her to be that loud.
"Angel baby you didn't want to die."
"Who the hell are you to tell me what I want and what I don't want?" Angel snapped in a tone that sounded just like Modesty's. Matt regretted leaving Shayleen to come see Angel.
"Angel listen-" Matt started but Angel cut him off.
"Where's Shane?" She asked.
"Shane's um, well, he's, uh in jail."
"He's where? For what?" Angel exclaimed. Matt coughed and shifted uncomfortably.
"DruggingShayleenandgivingheraheartattack." Matt ran the sentence together. Angel understood him anyway.
"Did he really?" She whispered in total shock.
"I hope not." Matt answered.
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Without really looking or thinking Modesty jumped up. She jumped up so fast she almost fell over. She reached out to grab something, anything, and found a wall. Once she steadied herself she looked around and seen nothing but black. She didn't know where she was. She felt a liquid running down her back and put her hand to the back of her head to see if that's where it was coming from. She was bleeding.
Modesty stumbled along the pitch dark room. It was cold. She was tired and wanted to go to sleep in her nice comfy warm bed. But she couldn't. She didn't know where that was. She didn't even know where she was.
"Hello!" Modesty screamed but heard nothing but her echo.
"This isn't FUNNY!" She screamed. Again she heard nothing but her echo. She stomped her foot and also heard that echo.
"Bullshit." She whispered. She took another step and tripped over something. By now her eyes adjusted a little to the darkness. She could make out the silhouette of a staircase.
"Yes!" She whispered softly and ran up the stairs as fast as she could, tripping through the darkness and her excitement.
She went to turn the doorknob but it wouldn't move. She tried it again. The door wouldn't open.
"Open!" She screamed and kicked the door. "Open! Open! Open!" She screamed and pulled on the doorknob so hard the door shook. She stomped down the stairs and sat on the floor. At least now she had a pretty good idea she was in a basement. She laughed. How fucking original.
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"I'm really sorry about this. I know you've been through a lot in such a short period of time." Jen said and put her hand on Nidia's knee. Nidia nodded and wiped her eyes.
"It's ok. It's not your fault." Nidia answered and gave Jen a sad smile. Jen forced a smile.
"Mrs. Helms you're a thousand dollars short." Doctor Schindler said. Nidia's face fell.
"What?" She asked in disbelief.
"We ran your credit card through for Shayleen's hospital bills and you came up a thousand dollars short."
"No that's impossible."
"Well that's what it says." Doctor Schindler said helplessly. Nidia put her head in her hands and began crying again. Jen leaned back and little smile escaped her lips.
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Out of the corner of Modesty's eye she saw something. Thinking it could be something that could help her she walked over to it. She picked up a needle that looked just like the one she found in her closet.
"Are you fucking serious?!" Modesty screamed and threw it down. This was seriously pissing her off.
Modesty didn't realize how tired she was until she yawned. She lay down on the dark cement floor and decided tomorrow she could definally find a way out.
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"My baby. You know who did this to you don't you? Oh Shayleen if only you were up and you could talk. Who took you? Why? How long were you behind the house? Who drugged you? It wasn't your daddy, right? Please Shayleen tell me it wasn't your daddy, please." Nidia said lowly and rubbed Shayleen's hand.
Shayleen didn't move. Of course Shayleen didn't move. Nidia sighed and put her head in her hands. Her life had been perfect. Then Modesty decided to screw with Shane and her whole life fell apart. All she knew was if they all made it out alive, which is what she was really hoping for, she would never leave Shayleen home. Ever.
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Shane sighed. He hated it here. This was only the holding pen. He had to call Nidia but she didn't want to talk to him, which Shane totally understood. He had also tried to call Modesty, half out of desperation but mostly because he wanted to talk to her. She didn't answer the phone though.
"Hey pretty boy." One of the guys said. Shane knew if he didn't he would be marked the rest of his life.
"Fuck off." He growled and walked away. He wasn't in the mood to argue with him.
Shane hated this place. He hated everyone. He hated the world. He hated everything.
~~~~~~
Angel looked around and seen nothing but white. She smiled. She had finally succeeded. She stopped smiling when she looked down and seen an IV in her arm. Then she screamed.
Matt Hardy rushed in. He covered Angel's mouth and sat down next to her on a chair.
"Shh." He whispered.
"I didn't die?" Angel asked sadly.
"No." Matt said and shook his head.
"Damnit! I can't even kill myself right!" Angel exclaimed. Matt jumped. He wasn't expecting her to be that loud.
"Angel baby you didn't want to die."
"Who the hell are you to tell me what I want and what I don't want?" Angel snapped in a tone that sounded just like Modesty's. Matt regretted leaving Shayleen to come see Angel.
"Angel listen-" Matt started but Angel cut him off.
"Where's Shane?" She asked.
"Shane's um, well, he's, uh in jail."
"He's where? For what?" Angel exclaimed. Matt coughed and shifted uncomfortably.
"DruggingShayleenandgivingheraheartattack." Matt ran the sentence together. Angel understood him anyway.
"Did he really?" She whispered in total shock.
"I hope not." Matt answered.
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Without really looking or thinking Modesty jumped up. She jumped up so fast she almost fell over. She reached out to grab something, anything, and found a wall. Once she steadied herself she looked around and seen nothing but black. She didn't know where she was. She felt a liquid running down her back and put her hand to the back of her head to see if that's where it was coming from. She was bleeding.
Modesty stumbled along the pitch dark room. It was cold. She was tired and wanted to go to sleep in her nice comfy warm bed. But she couldn't. She didn't know where that was. She didn't even know where she was.
"Hello!" Modesty screamed but heard nothing but her echo.
"This isn't FUNNY!" She screamed. Again she heard nothing but her echo. She stomped her foot and also heard that echo.
"Bullshit." She whispered. She took another step and tripped over something. By now her eyes adjusted a little to the darkness. She could make out the silhouette of a staircase.
"Yes!" She whispered softly and ran up the stairs as fast as she could, tripping through the darkness and her excitement.
She went to turn the doorknob but it wouldn't move. She tried it again. The door wouldn't open.
"Open!" She screamed and kicked the door. "Open! Open! Open!" She screamed and pulled on the doorknob so hard the door shook. She stomped down the stairs and sat on the floor. At least now she had a pretty good idea she was in a basement. She laughed. How fucking original.
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"I'm really sorry about this. I know you've been through a lot in such a short period of time." Jen said and put her hand on Nidia's knee. Nidia nodded and wiped her eyes.
"It's ok. It's not your fault." Nidia answered and gave Jen a sad smile. Jen forced a smile.
"Mrs. Helms you're a thousand dollars short." Doctor Schindler said. Nidia's face fell.
"What?" She asked in disbelief.
"We ran your credit card through for Shayleen's hospital bills and you came up a thousand dollars short."
"No that's impossible."
"Well that's what it says." Doctor Schindler said helplessly. Nidia put her head in her hands and began crying again. Jen leaned back and little smile escaped her lips.
~~~~~~
Out of the corner of Modesty's eye she saw something. Thinking it could be something that could help her she walked over to it. She picked up a needle that looked just like the one she found in her closet.
"Are you fucking serious?!" Modesty screamed and threw it down. This was seriously pissing her off.
Modesty didn't realize how tired she was until she yawned. She lay down on the dark cement floor and decided tomorrow she could definally find a way out.