Holy cow it's been awhile! I can't believe my life has been so crazy that I
lost my mojo to write a new installment in my story. Hopefully once I put
out this new chapter I'll be back in full force. I'd like to make a quick
shout out to a couple of people!(
C.C. Carz: I love your stories, and I can't thank you enough for all your encouragement and compliments. You guys have to read her stuff Emotionless, What Matters Most, and Save Me. All three are awesome Liason fiction!
Sister of the Moon: I'm not sure if I ever told you, if I have forgive me for my repetition, but thank you for writing Shot in an Alley, because it was what inspired me to finally sit down and write my first Liason story. Wow that was a long run on sentence.( Anyways, thank you so much for all of your great reviews. You and CC Carz are awesome! Guys, SotM's stuff is beyond words also. Read Shot in an Alley and Frozen.
You two rock!( Told you I'd give you a shot out.
Marsgoddess1:I would love to cowrite a story with you. I'm humbled and flattered that you'd want to. I don't use my email address though. Maybe we can work something out though.
Okay you know how it goes.and listen up..I.OWN.NOTHING. We should all be so lucky .J/K
***Somewhere in Columbia***
He walked through the steel corridors. Column after column, as if with each one he passed he lost a little more humanity with them. Goose bumps ran up his arms as a chill ran through his veins. This was his life, a chamber of torture. The twisted part was that he felt home here, in the world with no sun. This was his hell.
He cracked the door open. "Get out," she whispered. Her pregnant state did nothing to wipe away the venom she held.
"Now Carly, is that anyway to treat me?"
Carly stood up slowly, emphasizing every movement, "Sonny and Jason will find me. When they do you'll be lucky if the cops find you at the bottom of the lake somewhere."
"We'll see," he replied cooly.
"I hate you."
"You'll learn to adjust."
A guard stepped in, "We have them on the monitor Senor."
He turned away from Carly and nodded. "I'll visit you later Carly. Get some rest while you can."
"You're sick." She looked him straight in the eyes, and spit on his shoes, "You'll never get me or my baby. Remember that."
He remained motionless, and then left the room. Following the guard he came to a small, gray room with televisions and cameras hooked up showing him whatever he desired.
He looked into one of the monitor and saw his salvation, his redemption, his revenge.
"Borrowed time Mr. Morgan, enjoy this while it lasts."
*** I know I know.it's super short. Forgive me! But hey if you review I'll be more inclined to not make you wait like 3 weeks before I put out another part.(
C.C. Carz: I love your stories, and I can't thank you enough for all your encouragement and compliments. You guys have to read her stuff Emotionless, What Matters Most, and Save Me. All three are awesome Liason fiction!
Sister of the Moon: I'm not sure if I ever told you, if I have forgive me for my repetition, but thank you for writing Shot in an Alley, because it was what inspired me to finally sit down and write my first Liason story. Wow that was a long run on sentence.( Anyways, thank you so much for all of your great reviews. You and CC Carz are awesome! Guys, SotM's stuff is beyond words also. Read Shot in an Alley and Frozen.
You two rock!( Told you I'd give you a shot out.
Marsgoddess1:I would love to cowrite a story with you. I'm humbled and flattered that you'd want to. I don't use my email address though. Maybe we can work something out though.
Okay you know how it goes.and listen up..I.OWN.NOTHING. We should all be so lucky .J/K
***Somewhere in Columbia***
He walked through the steel corridors. Column after column, as if with each one he passed he lost a little more humanity with them. Goose bumps ran up his arms as a chill ran through his veins. This was his life, a chamber of torture. The twisted part was that he felt home here, in the world with no sun. This was his hell.
He cracked the door open. "Get out," she whispered. Her pregnant state did nothing to wipe away the venom she held.
"Now Carly, is that anyway to treat me?"
Carly stood up slowly, emphasizing every movement, "Sonny and Jason will find me. When they do you'll be lucky if the cops find you at the bottom of the lake somewhere."
"We'll see," he replied cooly.
"I hate you."
"You'll learn to adjust."
A guard stepped in, "We have them on the monitor Senor."
He turned away from Carly and nodded. "I'll visit you later Carly. Get some rest while you can."
"You're sick." She looked him straight in the eyes, and spit on his shoes, "You'll never get me or my baby. Remember that."
He remained motionless, and then left the room. Following the guard he came to a small, gray room with televisions and cameras hooked up showing him whatever he desired.
He looked into one of the monitor and saw his salvation, his redemption, his revenge.
"Borrowed time Mr. Morgan, enjoy this while it lasts."
*** I know I know.it's super short. Forgive me! But hey if you review I'll be more inclined to not make you wait like 3 weeks before I put out another part.(