Nidia woke up the next morning with a somewhat clear head. Now she
felt like she could handle this financial matter with Doctor Schindler.
"Good morning Doctor. You said I'm a hundred dollars short?" Nidia greeted the doctor. He smiled tiredly.
"Good morning Nidia. I'm sorry it's a thousand dollars, not a hundred." He answered. Nidia's face fell. She could see a hundred dollars but a thousand? No, not a thousand.
"Are you sure that's right? I mean unless the money was stolen I don't see how it could be missing."
"Well then, I suggest you call the authorities."
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"Meal time!" The officer yelled. Shane just sat there. "Fine you whiney little punk. Don't eat. See if I care." The officer grumbled and shut the cell door.
So Shane wouldn't eat. Big deal. The food here sucked anyway. Who wanted steal bread and tasteless "food"? Shane doubted even the rats here would eat it.
Shane had tried to call Modesty a few more times. She never answered. Where the fuck was she? Shane seriously needed to talk to someone before he went insane. That's when he remembered Matt.
"Hello?" Matt answered his phone. He just ran home to grab a change of clothes and now someone was calling him.
"Matt!" Shane whined. "I need to talk to someone!"
"Man, I don't know." Matt said reluctantly.
"What? Why Matt?"
"What you're in there for. I don't know man."
"Matt do you really think I did it?"
"I hope you didn't."
"Matt! How can you even THINK I would lay a HAND on my own daughter! Argh! How could you even think I could almost kill her? I would never-" Matt cut off Shane's rant.
"Angel's in the hospital."
"She's what? What happened?"
"She cut herself up with a piece of metal she wrenched off the bottom of her bed."
"You lie."
"Not on this subject."
"That's fucked up."
"Listen Shane hang in there. I have to go ok? Bye."
"Yeah bye." Matt said and hung up. What Angel did didn't seem like a bad idea to Shane.
~~~~~~~
Shannon walked around the living room. He didn't like this house. It was too big, too old, and too creepy. But this was the house it had to be.
Shannon jumped when he heard a creak. He laughed when he realized it was just the house settling. He had no reason to worry. He wasn't the one who would be getting in trouble, or dieing.
Just to ease some of his nerves he turned on all the lights on the first floor. He looked at the next thing he would plant. It was Modesty's old silver hoops and one of Angel's mini skirts. Everyone who went to high school with them, or watched WWF knew Modesty always wore huge silver hoop earrings. Everyone who watched WWE knew Angel always wore mini skirts. Therefore the police would have no problem identifying the objects; they would just get even more confused. They still hadn't figured out what was with Angel's hair and foot prints being on the crime scene as well as Modesty's ID bracelet. Let's see them figure this out.
~~~~~~~
Modesty woke up with a pounding head ache, an achy neck and back and a severe pain in her stomach. She was starving. Absolutely starving. Before when she was just a little bit hungry she said she was starving. Now she could say she was starving and mean it.
She slowly stood up. Today wasn't going to be a good day, she could feel it. She looked across the room and noticed it was empty.
"Hello! Does anyone want to feed me?" She screamed. All she heard was her echo.
"Ok! No food! That's alright! Can someone just tell me where I am? Why I'm here? Hello? Any information would be appreciated!" She stopped yelling. Her throat hurt.
"Ok is this some sort of payback?" She yelled. She decided that was definally the last time she yelled. She was thirsty. Her throat was dry and achy.
Modesty leaned against the wall. She wanted to get out but how could she when she was starving and thirsty? She leaned against the wall and sighed. She'd rest for a little while and collect her strength THEN she'd find a way out.
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Destiny hurried in the room. She slammed the door and paced the room.
"I don't know where she went."
"What?" Jen asked.
"Modesty. She's missing, gone. I don't know where she went."
"How the fuck can you lose Modesty?"
"I don't know! Ok I went home real quick then I went back to her house and she was gone!"
"You searched the whole house?"
"I searched the whole house."
"Well she didn't just disappear."
"I know that. And I even waited and she never came back so I came here to tell you."
"How could you, argh." Jen paused to sigh. "Whatever Destiny I'll take care of it."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Fine." Destiny said and walked out.
~~~~~~~
Jeff watched Nidia paced. He had put up the thousand dollars and told Nidia to forget about it. He didn't need the money plus he loved Shayleen, it was the least he could do.
"Jeff what the hell, I don't, I can't, what's going on?" Nidia asked totally distressed and unable to complete sentences that made sense. Luckily Jeff was able to decode them.
"I'm not even sure anymore Nidia. I mean, I don't know." Jeff was equally confused.
"Where could the money have gone? When will my Shayleen wake up?"
"I don't know Nidia." It broke Jeff's heart to say that. Suddenly she stopped pacing and looked Jeff dead in the eyes with her red puffy eyes.
"Did Shane do it?" She asked seriously. Jeff didn't move. "Jeff, do you think Shane did it?"
"No." He answered. "I don't know."
"Which one is it?"
"I'm so confused. My head hurts. I can't concentrate."
"That doesn't answer my question."
"I can't say yes."
"So say no."
"I can't."
"Why?" She asked. She said it so simply. Jeff wanted to give her a simple answer but he couldn't think of one.
"Nidia right now you could tell me the sky was lime green, the grass was blue, dogs meowed, cats swam and SpongeBob really does live in a pineapple under the sea and I might believe you because nothing makes sense anymore."
"You're right." She sighed. "Nothing does make sense anymore."
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"Good morning Doctor. You said I'm a hundred dollars short?" Nidia greeted the doctor. He smiled tiredly.
"Good morning Nidia. I'm sorry it's a thousand dollars, not a hundred." He answered. Nidia's face fell. She could see a hundred dollars but a thousand? No, not a thousand.
"Are you sure that's right? I mean unless the money was stolen I don't see how it could be missing."
"Well then, I suggest you call the authorities."
~~~~~~~
"Meal time!" The officer yelled. Shane just sat there. "Fine you whiney little punk. Don't eat. See if I care." The officer grumbled and shut the cell door.
So Shane wouldn't eat. Big deal. The food here sucked anyway. Who wanted steal bread and tasteless "food"? Shane doubted even the rats here would eat it.
Shane had tried to call Modesty a few more times. She never answered. Where the fuck was she? Shane seriously needed to talk to someone before he went insane. That's when he remembered Matt.
"Hello?" Matt answered his phone. He just ran home to grab a change of clothes and now someone was calling him.
"Matt!" Shane whined. "I need to talk to someone!"
"Man, I don't know." Matt said reluctantly.
"What? Why Matt?"
"What you're in there for. I don't know man."
"Matt do you really think I did it?"
"I hope you didn't."
"Matt! How can you even THINK I would lay a HAND on my own daughter! Argh! How could you even think I could almost kill her? I would never-" Matt cut off Shane's rant.
"Angel's in the hospital."
"She's what? What happened?"
"She cut herself up with a piece of metal she wrenched off the bottom of her bed."
"You lie."
"Not on this subject."
"That's fucked up."
"Listen Shane hang in there. I have to go ok? Bye."
"Yeah bye." Matt said and hung up. What Angel did didn't seem like a bad idea to Shane.
~~~~~~~
Shannon walked around the living room. He didn't like this house. It was too big, too old, and too creepy. But this was the house it had to be.
Shannon jumped when he heard a creak. He laughed when he realized it was just the house settling. He had no reason to worry. He wasn't the one who would be getting in trouble, or dieing.
Just to ease some of his nerves he turned on all the lights on the first floor. He looked at the next thing he would plant. It was Modesty's old silver hoops and one of Angel's mini skirts. Everyone who went to high school with them, or watched WWF knew Modesty always wore huge silver hoop earrings. Everyone who watched WWE knew Angel always wore mini skirts. Therefore the police would have no problem identifying the objects; they would just get even more confused. They still hadn't figured out what was with Angel's hair and foot prints being on the crime scene as well as Modesty's ID bracelet. Let's see them figure this out.
~~~~~~~
Modesty woke up with a pounding head ache, an achy neck and back and a severe pain in her stomach. She was starving. Absolutely starving. Before when she was just a little bit hungry she said she was starving. Now she could say she was starving and mean it.
She slowly stood up. Today wasn't going to be a good day, she could feel it. She looked across the room and noticed it was empty.
"Hello! Does anyone want to feed me?" She screamed. All she heard was her echo.
"Ok! No food! That's alright! Can someone just tell me where I am? Why I'm here? Hello? Any information would be appreciated!" She stopped yelling. Her throat hurt.
"Ok is this some sort of payback?" She yelled. She decided that was definally the last time she yelled. She was thirsty. Her throat was dry and achy.
Modesty leaned against the wall. She wanted to get out but how could she when she was starving and thirsty? She leaned against the wall and sighed. She'd rest for a little while and collect her strength THEN she'd find a way out.
~~~~~~~
Destiny hurried in the room. She slammed the door and paced the room.
"I don't know where she went."
"What?" Jen asked.
"Modesty. She's missing, gone. I don't know where she went."
"How the fuck can you lose Modesty?"
"I don't know! Ok I went home real quick then I went back to her house and she was gone!"
"You searched the whole house?"
"I searched the whole house."
"Well she didn't just disappear."
"I know that. And I even waited and she never came back so I came here to tell you."
"How could you, argh." Jen paused to sigh. "Whatever Destiny I'll take care of it."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Fine." Destiny said and walked out.
~~~~~~~
Jeff watched Nidia paced. He had put up the thousand dollars and told Nidia to forget about it. He didn't need the money plus he loved Shayleen, it was the least he could do.
"Jeff what the hell, I don't, I can't, what's going on?" Nidia asked totally distressed and unable to complete sentences that made sense. Luckily Jeff was able to decode them.
"I'm not even sure anymore Nidia. I mean, I don't know." Jeff was equally confused.
"Where could the money have gone? When will my Shayleen wake up?"
"I don't know Nidia." It broke Jeff's heart to say that. Suddenly she stopped pacing and looked Jeff dead in the eyes with her red puffy eyes.
"Did Shane do it?" She asked seriously. Jeff didn't move. "Jeff, do you think Shane did it?"
"No." He answered. "I don't know."
"Which one is it?"
"I'm so confused. My head hurts. I can't concentrate."
"That doesn't answer my question."
"I can't say yes."
"So say no."
"I can't."
"Why?" She asked. She said it so simply. Jeff wanted to give her a simple answer but he couldn't think of one.
"Nidia right now you could tell me the sky was lime green, the grass was blue, dogs meowed, cats swam and SpongeBob really does live in a pineapple under the sea and I might believe you because nothing makes sense anymore."
"You're right." She sighed. "Nothing does make sense anymore."
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