Chapter 13

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a/n: ^^ (my idea of the sunken lounge) ^^

Gina stepped through the back door, walked through the kitchen, and took the first door on the left, as she stepped down into the lounge, she could see everyone was sitting around on the lounge in the room. A big brown suede corner lounge separated the lounge from the rumpus area that had a pool table taking up most of the floor. Dad and Mum were sitting on the lounge with Shannon between them. Mark and Krissy were sitting on the loveseat under the bay window but moved over to the lounge when we came in. Matthew moved around past Gina and Tyler and sat on a bar stool that was behind the lounge and away from the love seat, there was a theatre size flat screen TV mounted to the wall in front of the lounge where everyone was sitting. If Gina were not so tense, Tyler would have enjoyed the atmosphere of the lounge room, the room was comfortable, it invited you in to sit on the lounge to watch television, have a few drinks with your mates, or play pool. The loveseat and lounge invited you to get comfortable, to read a book or magazine, it was a real family lounge room, right down to photos on every surface. Tyler stepped forward and tugged on Gina's hand for her to follow him, and sit on the lounge beside him.

"Okay," said Gina squeezing Tyler's hand for support, "Can someone please tell us what is going on here? Why does this involve Tyler more than me?"

"Gina," said Tyler trying to get her to settle down.

"It's okay, Tyler," said Shannon, "I can do this, I need to do this, I have to get this out in the open, talk about it more, so here goes."

Shannon took a deep breath, "I met a guy in a club and he introduced himself as Tyler Miller of Millers Fashion and Make-Up...

Gina gasped, "But...," Tyler stopped her, "Let her finish, Gina."

"Thank you Tyler," said Shannon, "We did not stay there long. He asked me if I wanted to go somewhere else. Of course, I said yes. We went outside and walked over to a 1966 Shelby Cobra, man that car was sweet," Shannon paused, this time Tyler made a noise.

"It's okay," he said, "You can go on."

"We went over to the North side Quay; he said he had a suite there when we got up into the suite things changed. While I was looking at the view over the river he attacked me, I got away and started going towards the door when he grabbed me again. He pushed me up against the wall, we struggled, I kneed him in the groin, grabbed my purse, and got out of there as quickly as I could, as I was leaving, he said, Walk out that door and you can kiss your modelling career goodbye, I told him that, I would never work with scum like him, I went to a doctor and got check over and was given painkillers for the bruising and sleeping tablets to help me sleep," Shannon was able to finish off telling them.

"Oh man, Shannon. Why did you keep that to yourself? Why did you not come to me to talk about it?" said Gina reaching for Shannon's hand.

"You were busy with your modeling. I didn't want to interrupt," said Shannon while squeezing Gina's hand, trying to get some control of her emotions.

"I am never busy for my family and everyone in the agency knows this," said Gina trying to express how much her family means to her.

"Am I that man who attacked you Shannon?" asked Tyler, leaning forward so Shannon could see him. Gina gasped, and looked at him, trying to understand why he would ask such a silly question, the rest of the family leaned forward to hear Shannon's reply.

"No!" replied Shannon, "That is what is so confusing. You are Tyler Miller, who is this other person?" Shannon asked him with a frown.

"That is what I'm trying to work out, can you remember what he looked like?" asked Tyler sit back thinking over everything.

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