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Post by Jacky on Nov 7, 2007 17:16:00 GMT
When Mort arrived home he opened the front door and walked in, cringing at the scent of fresh paint. He didn't know Carolina was there, so he just shook of his coat and dumped it on the couch, before going to the kitchen to find a can of soda.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 7, 2007 18:16:25 GMT
Carolina read the differences in the end of both stories. The one of Shooter scared her. It seemed so real and meant...
Carolina quickly pushed both copies in her bag and then walked out of the bedroom into the hall towards the stairs. When she heard noises from down below she quickly backed away and went back to the bedroom.
damnit, damn him. Damn me, why am I doing these kinda things?! She tried to think logically and needed to find a way out but for some reason her brains were failing her.
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Post by Jacky on Nov 7, 2007 18:29:04 GMT
Popping the soda can open, Mort picked up his laptop with the other hand and headed upstairs to put it away in his bedroom. He was done with writing for today.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 7, 2007 18:38:06 GMT
Carolina gasped. He was coming up the stairs!!
sh!t!!! she looked around the bedroom. She could either hide under the bed or escape through the window. The last thing seemed safer..
Carolina sprinted to the bedroomwindow, opened it and climbed out. She had only a small ledge to stand on and in her hurry to close the window she slipped. "Fuck" she whispered, trying not to scream. She held on to the ledge with her hands now, her bag had already dropped to the ground and the window was now half closed. "damniiiit" she whined softly when she saw no other way to escape than to drop herself..
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Post by Jacky on Nov 7, 2007 18:50:47 GMT
Mort entered the bedroom and put his laptop down on the desk thing that was there. When he spotted the window half open he frowned.. then got a little nervous. Did someone break in here...? He looked around warily. Is that you, Shooter? That thought wasn't his.. it didn't *seem* his when it came to his mind.
Warily he went over to the window..
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 7, 2007 19:00:08 GMT
Carolina bit her bottom lip when she was barely able to hang on. When she heard someone approach the window her heart skipped a beat. What if he saw her ? Her whole story would be going down the drain! He'd never trust her anymore, he'd never want her near. She'd be ruined,all because she didn't stick to her original plan of getting close to him.
She tried to press herself against the side of the house.
please go. Please leave. there's nothing here. GO AWAY her hands were shaking, she knew she was going to fall, she only hoped it wasn't at the time when Mort was still in the room to discover her.
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Post by Jacky on Nov 7, 2007 19:05:36 GMT
He reached the window and was about to shut the window when he saw a glimpse of her hands on the ledge. At first he felt like his heart skipped a beat, thinking someone was climbing in. But as he quickly moved forward to look over the edge he saw Carolina hanging there instead. "Jesus!" Without thinking of what she was doing there first, he grabbed her by her wrists and pulled her up, helping her though the window. "What the... Carolina!?"
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 7, 2007 19:16:39 GMT
nooooooooooooooo She was thinking quite the opposite of what she should have been feeling while Mort did discover her and helped her up. It was either this or she'd fell two floors down and break a leg or worse.
"I..I..you scared the sh!t out of me!" She brought out when she was back inside the room. She brushed some of her blonde hair out of her face, now leaving a black mark on her forehead from the dirt that was on her hands, dirt mixed with some blood because some of her fingers were cut open.
She knew she was in big trouble now. All was over now. Bye bye job, bye bye anything you've ever worked for. It's gone. He was stupid but not stupid enough not to know she was snooping around.
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Post by Jacky on Nov 7, 2007 19:21:14 GMT
"You broke in here?" He asked, pretty baffled by the fact that he had found her hanging from his window. "Jesus... I can't believe you." He mumbled. He drew a hand through his hair and sighed, but then looked at the blood she whiped on her face, then down to her fingers. "...Come on." He put a hand on her back and lead her out of his bedroom, not letting her argue or anything. But instead of bringing her downstairs and shoving her out of his house once and for all, he brought her to the bathroom. He there let go of her, and tossed a clean towel in her direction. "Clean yourself up a little, you look a mess." He adviced her.
He did intend to kick her out later, but she looked at shocked as he was. And she was bleeding.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Nov 7, 2007 19:39:19 GMT
"Woah woah woah! I did NOT break in here!! Not in the sence of opening the house with screwdrivers and all that! I didn't !" She held the towel in her hand but she didn't do anything with it. She just stood there in Mort's shower, across from him, half shaking still and more fragile then normal, cause this wasn't an act. He was a possible murderer and she could be in danger right now!
"T-Those painter guys saw me in front of your house when I passed and they needed to go and they asked if I knew you and I said I knew you and they said they really needed to leave for god knows why!! And I couldn't just let them leave your house open so I said I didn't mind waiting for them. They ASKED ME! I swear on my mother's grave. A-and then I got curious and checked out your house.
I did, I'm sorry but I just couldn't sit still when there's so many things to look at, I can never just sit still somewhere, specially not in a place of someone like you and.. I'm sorry I snooped around but I did NOT break in.."
It was only now that she felt her fingertops stinging, but she couldn't care less about that. She needed to save herself.
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