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Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 23, 2011 6:51:18 GMT -5
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Finally a way out of this hell hole. Thank you Shane Knight. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy, maybe she had misjudged him. whatever the case, if he was what she expected or not, he was offering a way out. At this point, she didn't really care about how she looked. Her hair was in a big bun on the top of her head and you could tell she had been crying. There was no point in getting pretty for him, she was just going to end up crying again. She slid a thick headband onto her head, trying to keep the stray pieces of hair away from her face. She was still in the clothes she just wore around the house as well. but.. there was no point in trying to look cute. She looked in the mirror one last time. Maybe she didn't look too bad. Her legs looked nice, as always.
Now she needed to get her stuff packed up. She didn't have much once you took out her clothes. Those fit in a large suitcase and a duffel bag. Then she just had some leftover painting supplies, her 'memory box', her camera, and a few knick knacks that she couldn't leave. She was so nervous, yet so happy. This is what she had been wishing for. For someone to save her. She sat on her tiny bed, looking out the window. She didn't know what kind of car he drove, but she was assuming it would stick out like a sore thumb if it was anywhere near her crappy apartment building.
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Post by ali2 on Dec 23, 2011 7:05:06 GMT -5
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Shane strode out of his large home moving quickly towards his car. Getting in he turned the key and was quickly on the road. He was afraid something bad might happen to her, and though he had no idea why he cared so much, he did. This was not like him at all actually. Normally he would be offering a house to her so he could get in her pants, but this seemed to be changing rather quickly and he didn't really know what to do about it. He wanted to make it stop, but he just couldn't. That poor girl, trapped in a house where she had to sleep with her own Mother's boyfriend just to keep a rood over her head. He had never heard such a thing, and he knew he couldn't just let that go on. She could not just allow a grown man to take advantage of a girl who was just trying to survive, and if she hadn't asked him to hold back his temper, he probably would have been kicking some ass when he got there.
Instead, Shane calmly parked his car by the sidewalk of her building, slowly getting out, he cracked his neck, locked his car, and quickly moved towards the buzzer. He just wanted to get her the hell out of there before the man stopped her. He still was having trouble believing that man would be so cruel, and so conniving to do such a thing, especially when his girlfriend was the mother of this girl he was using for his own pleasures. He shook his head as he pressed her button and waited to be let through the doors. When the door unlocked his moved through it in a timely pace, skipping a step at a time as he climbed the steps to her Mother's apartment. Knocking on the door he waited. He knew he was doing a good thing, but man, he just needed to control that temper of his, no matter how badly he wanted to his this scum bag, he couldn't. Calm down Fido.
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Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 23, 2011 12:51:54 GMT -5
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This was all Anna could think about. Mostly Shane. she still didn't believe that he was different, her previous experiences had shown her otherwise. She had believed one boy was different, and he cheated on her, he used her, and she had promised to never let that happen to her again, regardless of who it was or what they wanted. The only reason she considered Fel her friend was that Fel hated everyone and disliked everyone just as much as she did. They just happened to dislike each other less. She stood up, looking in the mirror. A few stands had fallen from bun and into her hair, regardless of the headband. She quickly bobby pinned them into her bun and went to walk around her room one last time to make sure nothing was missing. Though it would have been hard for her to miss anything.
that's when she heard the knock. Crap, crap, crap. She forgot to watch for his car to let him in. soon after he had knocked, Anna ran out of her room, only to be cornered by James, her mom's boyfriend. "Who the hell is that, Anna?" She didn't say anything, just looked towards the door. she tried to bolt to open the door and at least get Shane in, but he moved closer to her and said, "You still owe me rent, babe. Your mom won't be home for a few hours, we got all the time we need." Anna used all the strength she could muster and pushed him off. She made it about halfway to the door, when she felt her hair being grabbed, "OW, FUCKER." was anna's way of calling out in pain. "Get back over here, it's probably someone selling something." Ann's hair had fallen from her bun, thanks to the asshole grabbing her hair, so she took out the headband and fluffed her hair up.
she ran towards the door finally making it, "Shane, thank God you're here." Anna started let a single tear fall down her face, but wiped it away hopefully before he saw. "will you help me with my bags? They're in my room." she walked towards her room, James wouldn't try anything with anyone else there, at lease nothing that could hurt her. It was his she was worried about right now.
"Anna, who the hell is this? What do you mean bags?" James was asking too many questions and she didn't want to put up with it. Anna pulled her arm back, punching him square in the jaw as hard as she could. It was still only hard enough to stun him for a few seconds.
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Post by ali2 on Dec 23, 2011 18:13:32 GMT -5
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Shane could hear the racket from inside the home, mostly Anna yelling 'ow'. Instantly he felt his heart racing, this may have been a mistake. he didn't know what he would do if she ended up getting hurt over this whole thing. Still, he felt the same. The dick shouldn't be using her for sex just because he could, and he knew she would do it. Shane was disgusted with that man, and like he had said, if it wasn't for Anna asking him not to touch him, he would have probably kicked the door in and beat the shit out of the low life that called himself a man. Shane wasn't impressed with the situation he was faced with in this moment. He didn't want to hear a man beating on a woman, for her thought there was nothing worse than a man who thought it was fine to 'show 'em whose boss'. Shane would never be this way.
Shane watched the door fly open, and a tear was running down her smooth cheek. He sighed, running a hand through her hair. One thing he couldn't take was seeing a woman cry. He was a hard ass, and a player but he never stuck around to see them cry, not ever. He couldn't handle it. Instantly his fists began to clench as he walked through the door. "I am Shane Knight. And by bags, she means her stuff. By stuff, she means she's leaving... with me... right now." Shane snapped more than already irritated with him. He just wanted to punch him, but as he was thinking it, Anna did. Well, they did say great minds think a like. Shane knew she could handle herself, but he was way more than willing to jump in if this got a little too heated for his liking. What a shitty situation this was. The things the man would do to get laid.
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Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 23, 2011 18:26:15 GMT -5
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"You're leaving? What?" James looked as stunned as he must have felt.
"Yes, I'm leaving. Shane's letting me move in." Anna didn't bother to explain more than that. She knew James, and he was going to be angry. And it was going to be angry with shane. she wasn't worried about Shane, she was worried about what Shane would do if James tried anything. She grabbed shane's hand firmly and pulled him towards her room. "I don't have much, it won't be hard to carry it all out at once." Anna was avoiding eye contact with him as much as possible, scared that if she looked at him, she would cry.
She didn't want anyone, especially not someone who she didn't trust, seeing her cry. She was still convinced that Shane just wanted something from her, she didn't know what it was, but she was going to find out. She breathed in deeply, finally turning to look at him. She didn't say anything, just looked at him for a few seconds. Using her for something or not, he was gorgeous. At this point, even anna had to admit it seemed like he was being sincere. She had shot him down many times and told him that she didn't like him and told him to go away many times. Why would someone try so hard just to get laid? Anna knew she wouldn't, but maybe he was one of those power control freak guys and just wanted to play games with her head.
It was because of this reason that she still didn't trust him. she didn't realize she was still looking at him, until she heard a knock on the door. She shook her head lightly and ran a hand through her hair. she mumbled a quick 'sorry' and turned her back to him again. "Can you get the bigger bags?" She picked up the lightest duffel bag she packed, all that was left was the big suitcase and another, bigger duffel bag.
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Post by ali2 on Dec 23, 2011 18:50:44 GMT -5
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Shane's eyes were hazed over with something you could call anger. It was obvious that he was slightly infuriated by the fact that Anna had to explain herself to this man that was probably the reason she was as damaged as she was. He kinda of was wondering to himself, in this moment, of why he was caring so much about this girl that he didn't know three things about. He didn't even know her middle name, no less than her birthday. He was a little worried with himself in this moment, not quite understanding just why he was so concerned with her, it was not like him. Shane was the guy who hit and run, just like she had pegged him for. He was the guy who enjoyed hurting women, and he would do it to any girl who crossed his path. He was just that type of guy.
Shane felt her grabbing his hand, and dragging him behind her. She was talking to him, and he half listened, half payed attention in case James decided he wasn't giving up so easy. But all seemed alright. He watched her as she stood in front of him, and she was looking at him, giving him a look over. He was a little confused why she wasn't giving him any eye contact, but figured it may be because she was afraid she would start crying. That was something he didn't want to see. However, he did wonder just what she was thinking about in that pretty little mind of hers. He could only imagine it had something to do with how much she hated him. He figured this would be not too far from the truth considering how she had been acting ever since he had met her. She was just kind of a hateful girl.
Shane smiled at her. "Course, that's what men are for. Carrying the heavy ones." Shane grasped her two heavy bags and followed her out of her room. He really just wanted to get the hell out of there as fast as possible, as horrible as that sounded. He just wanted to get himself home, and her home as well. Where he could then relax, because god knew he needed it.
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Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 23, 2011 19:03:46 GMT -5
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Anna walked quickly out of the house, making sure shane was following her the whole way there. Once she got to his car, she dropped her bag on the ground and let her body drop to the ground as well. at least all of this was over, she didn't have to worry about him anymore. though now she had a different worry. Shane. It was pretty obvious to herself she was starting to have feeling for him, and now she was moving in with him. what was going to stop her from doing something reckless?
Anna watched Shane walk out her apartment building. He was not helping the situation at all. It would be okay if he would admit that he just wanted her for something, it would be okay if he would admit that he was a hit and run boy, but he wouldn't admit it. He was just trying to convince her that he was different, and after tonight it was working. It would have been all too easy to take advantage of her while she was upset. that should have been when he made his move, but he hadn't so far. She looked up at him, "What do you want from me?" It would be the last time she would ask him this. with her now tear stained face and how pitiful she looked, maybe, just maybe, he would tell her the truth.
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Post by ali2 on Dec 23, 2011 19:43:52 GMT -5
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Shane stepped out into the cool air of the evening. He could see his breath slightly in the wind as he moved towards his car. His loafers clicked off the pavement as he moved with ease, the bags weren't too heavy to him, but for her they probably were. Car rumbled along the road way, mostly junky cars. It was obvious this wasn't the good side of Velocity. This was definitely what he would consider the ghetto. The apartment complexes were run down, and grungy looking from the outside, though hers had not been too bad on the inside, most of them looked at though they would be horrendous. He knew this was no place he would ever want to live, but he also knew people had to do what they had to do to survive. He knew this was the reason she was moving into his guest house, and he didn't confuse himself on that one.
Shane knew that he was beginning to have feelings for Anna, which wasn't making him too happy. Shane didn't have feelings for girls. He used them, abused them sexually, and then tossed them like a dirty diaper. He didn't do relationships. He was not capable of love, or being simply faithful for that matter. He was just not boyfriend material, yet for some reason this girl before him, on the cold ground, was enchanting him in a way that was somewhat foreign to him. He didn't quite understand what it was about her that had him so captured. Maybe it was those big beautiful eyes of hers, or maybe it was because she was so put off by him. This was something he needed to figure out, and hopefully figure out fast. He knew if he wanted to screw her, tonight would be his best opportunity, but for some reason, he just didn't want to use her like that.
Shane looked down at her now, placing the bags on the cement sidewalk. He removed his keys and unlocked his car opening the back door and placing all of her bags carefully inside before shutting the door. It was then he heard those stupid six words he had only heard half a million times out of her. Shane slapped his hand off the car. "Nothing, anna! I want nothing, and i swear to god if you ask me this one more time, I am probably gonna jump off a damn bridge, so can you just shut up and stop asking me that, and accept the favor I am offering you. Jesus." she snapped quietly at her as he turned to look at her, he was stressed, and irritated, and he was sick of her questioning. Mostly because he didn't even know what he wanted from her, so he wished she would just stop asking him. For one effin minute, he wished she would just stop.
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Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 23, 2011 22:09:37 GMT -5
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Anna watched as he put her bags in the backseat. Normally, anna could judge someone's character before even talking to them. appearance was much more than people believed it to be. you could tell everything about someone appearance. She had believed she had pegged him right, but if she had and he was just trying to play her, then he was really good. he didn't let the act down once. If he was playing her, then he was good. that would have meant he had done this many times before. That was what Anna was worried about. She didn't want to just be another notch in a belt for anyone anymore. She was scared that's all she was going to be.
Anna flinched a little when he snapped at her, she wasn't expecting that. She quickly regained composure and stood up. she crossed her arms over her chest. "No, Shane. Tell me what you want! Why are you so nice to me when all I do is tell you to go away?" She turned around before he could answer and opened the passenger seatdoor. "You don't know what you want, that's your problem." she turned around to look at him quickly and climbed into the front seat. She had no idea what to do. She was sitting in the front seat of someone's car that she barely knew. She was leaving her house to live with this same someone. That was something that only happened in crappy teen movies.
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Post by ali2 on Dec 23, 2011 22:30:05 GMT -5
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Felonee was good at his game. He had been doing it for a couple year or so, and he knew how to keep a story, and never fall from it. He knew how to lie as well, and make sure he kept up with them. It was very rare you would catch him in his own lie, and if you did, he was a mastermind at covering his ass. He was just a skilled con artist, if you will. He knew how to play games, better than most, and he knew how to win at these games. He was no better than any of the other men she had been with, and she had been completely right with what she had said of him, but he wasn't giving up any time soon. instead, he was going to hold on to what he was saying, and she would find out in due time. He knew she would, they always found out, and that was when he would crush them. Sometimes he even went as far as to block their numbers. He just really knew how to kill a girl.
Shane had seen her flinch, and he knew she had not been expecting it from him, but damn. She was not a cop, and he couldn't take her questioning him all the time, or this would be a horrible living situation, this was for sure. Shane listened to her rant, damn, she just never gave up with her knowing him. But this time, he spoke nothing back to her, not a word. He was sick of fighting with her over this, and she could believe what she wanted. It would not change the end result. End result being her demise. She could say she didn't believe him all she wanted, but he knew a small part of her did, which was all he needed to get where he wanted with him. After she climbed into his car he turned moving to the driver's door, and he too climbed in, starting the car, and pulling away from the curb. Man, when would women stop being so god damn emotional... must be her time of the month.
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Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 23, 2011 22:46:07 GMT -5
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anna rolled her eyes when he just walked away. of course, be a big baby. If that was how he wanted to play, then two could play that game. He kept forgetting who anna really was. She wasn't some little girl that he could push around and get wrapped around his finger. If he thought that this was the case, then he was highly mistaken. She could have almost anyone she wanted, she didn't need to sit here and deal with him being rude. Anna reached into the backseat and opened the duffel bag she knew he iPod was in.
she stuck the earbuds in her ears and turned it on shuffle. Foxy Shazam came on and she moved her body slightly to the loud music that just sounded like banging on instruments. She set her feet on the dashboard and looked out the window. She had no intentions of talking to him until he spoke to her. She was convincing herself he was just like everyone else because he couldn't just answer her. Regardless of if it was good or bad, everyone wanted someone from everyone and the fact that he wouldn't admit it convinced her that it was bad.
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Post by ali2 on Dec 24, 2011 1:23:08 GMT -5
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Shane sighed as she drove, quietly, not uttering a word to her. he had propped her feet up on the dash, and was listening to her music, dancing by herself in the leather seat of his car. She was jamming out in her own world. He let his fingers find the radio, and turn it up slightly, not to disturb her, but to just give him something to listen to for the half an hour ride back to his home. He could tell it was going to be a slightly awkward ride, and that he didn't like, but what was he gonna do? Bring her back to her home? He thought not. He wanted to talk to her but he figured it would be much better if he just sat there, drove, and kept his mouth shut as he knew he had pissed her off with his all too true statement earlier.
Shane pulled up his drive to a white, victorian style mansion. His brown eyes glanced around slightly, as he always surveyed before proceeding. He stepped out of the car, shoving the keys deep into his pockets. It was time he had to talk to her. "Come on, we gotta get your stuff to the guest house so you can settle in. he spoke quietly as he moved around and grabbed the two heavy bags once more before moving forward towards the back of the property. He hoped she would hurry up, because he really needed to make himself a tall stiff one, and to put his feet up and relax. Get away from her for a bit. She was just a ball of angry that day, and he wanted to not be in her line of fire for once.
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Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 24, 2011 1:35:08 GMT -5
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it was a pretty long ride back to his house. she went through almost the whole foxy shazam CD she was listening to, which wasn't that long compared to some other CDs. The car slowed to a stop and she looked up to see the house she was going to be staying in. When she saw it, her jaw dropped. It was huge and gorgeous and perfect. all she could think was how nice the inside must look. Once he got out of the car, she hurriedly got out, leaving her iPod on the seat. After he said something about her stuff that she wasn't really listening to, she grabbed his arm, pulling him towards her, "Thank you." She pulled him into a hug, letting go after a few seconds.
Her cheeks flushed slightly so she looked away. "Uhm, you said you had a pool right?" She paused, giving him time to answer, but not really letting him, "Wanna go swimming?" She smirked at him, walking towards the house backwards. She removed her shirt, revealing a lacy black bra, "You coming?" she dropped her shirt on the ground and turned, walking towards the house.
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Post by ali2 on Dec 24, 2011 1:53:15 GMT -5
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Shane was well aware that he was kinda being a jerk, rushing her to head to her home so he could get away from her for a bit, but he just wanted to not be fighting anymore. He just wished she understand that he at least wanted to be her friend, someone she could trust for the time being. He wasn't sure how all this was going to work, but he figured it would be much better than the situation she was in before, at least he could offer her safety from that type of life. He knew that eventually he would convince her to talk to her Mother, but he was do his best to keep James away from her... Probably at all costs. He didn't know why he cared so much... but he did. It was very plain to see. He knew it was, and it scared him slightly.
Shane gasped slightly when she yanked him into a hug, he had been half expecting her flying fists of fury to strike him like they had James, but they didn't instead she hugged him for a short few moments, though now she looked a little embarrassed by her action. "It's no problem. I am happy to help, and if you need anything, you just gotta ask." he spoke softly to her. "Yeah, i love swimming." he laughed slightly at her change of subject quickly. He smiled at her, and followed her quickly, leading to the back yard. There was an entrance into the fenced off pool area. The pool was large, and inground, and a hot tub sat slightly off of it. The view of the ocean was gorgeous from the salt water pool, and he knew she'd like that. She had said she wanted to live on the water, and now she was. "You got your wish, you live on the water now, hun." he spoke to her with a slight laugh.
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Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 24, 2011 2:02:54 GMT -5
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Anna followed him to the backyard and stopped in her tracks when they entered the pool area. She slowly walked to the edge and stared at the water for a few minutes, "Oh my god." she turned to face him, "Oh my God." She couldn't muster words. his house waas gorgeous and on the beach. Was she in heaven or heaven? "Are you sure I didn't die and go to heaven?" She spun around slowly, taking everything in. after a few minutes, once she had finally gotten used to it, she slipped her shoes off her feet. She slowly walked towards shane, a small smile on her face. "Thank you, Shane." She leaned up, kissing his cheek softly."
She moved away quickly and shot a quick smile at him. She removed her shorts, revealing lace boy shorts. anna slowly moved back towards shane, pulling on hs shirt until it came off. Well.. that was surprising. She was stunned again, only this time not by the view of the ocean. She blinked quickly and turned around, diving into to pool. Once she came up from underwater, she shot him a quick smile.
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