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I lift my head from the wall and walk over to the door.
I swing it open and come face to face with cara.
"What" i ask dryly.

"Your hand's bleeding" she said.
I looked down at my hand.
My knuckles were bleeding from me hitting the wall so hard.
"That's nice" i said.
"What does jack mean about you being a murderer" cara asked.
I push past her and walk down the hall.

She keeps up with my long strides.
"He means nothing" i mutter.
"Shannon's worried for you" she muttered.
"Don't you get it! I'm leaving i can't stay here anyways" i said angrily.
"Why? Why can't you stay? Are you worried you might actually like shannon?" She asked.

I turn to face her.
"She's the reason. I don't want her hurt!" I hiss.
"What do you mean?" She stared me down with her intense blue eyes.
I slammed my fist in to the wall.
How could i say that?

It was true though.
I don't want shannon hurt.
"Jacob what do you mean?" She put a demanding tone in her voice.
I closed my eyes.
"My brother." I whisper.
"Your brother what?" She demanded.

"Ezra walker" i mutter.
"Ezra walker as in the phycho killer ezra walker?" She asked fear in her voice.
"My brother he made me do things for him things i'm not proud of i want to keep shannon away from me. He kills the people close to me" i said angrily.

"You've been putting my best friend in danger?" She whispered shocked.
I nod.
I take off to my truck only for cara to run in front of me.
" what the hell do you think your doing?" I hiss.
"Your not leaving" she said.

"Why not you know my background already" i said. "Because if anyone can protect her it's you." She said while nodding her head.
"Your wrong i can't even stop myself" i whisper.

"She needs you jacob." Cara said softly.
"Well i don't need her" i said while narrowing my eyes.
"Your face tell me diffrently" she said.
I shook my head.
"You stopped ethan from touching her. For all we know he could be the killer and your over thinking this" she said.

"I'm a murderer. A phycho. A monster" i said angrily.
"Shannon knows you more then you know yourself. She likes you jacob for once she cares for someone" she said.
"I'm not someone who should be liked" i mutter.

"Sure your not. Like she's not someone who shouldn't be blind but she is and your liked get over it" she said.
"I watched dozens of girls die what's so diffrent about shannon or if she dies?" When i say this she flinches.
"You wouldn't let her die" she says softly.
"Wouldn't i? Like jack said i'm a murderer" i spit out.

Cara turns and walks away.
"When shannon needs you and if she gets harmed and your not here i'm blaming you" she yelled over her shoulder.
"I'll be thousands of miles away." I yell back.
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(Shannon)

  I knew what jacob was.
He called himself a monster a phycho a murderer he was none of those.
He was someone who was broken.
Who thought that they were beyond repair.

"Hey" i hear a familiar voice.
I look around not for the person but for color.
"Jacob?" I ask.
"Hmm yea that's me" i hear the voice say again.
His voice was a little sqeakier then usaul.
I see endless darkness.
No color.
"Jacob i can't see you" i whisper.

"Of course you can't see me" he said.
I felt tension.
"Jacob" i said softly.
"Yes?" I feel someones hand slid on to mine.
It was not jacob's or was it?

"I don't see you" i say again.
"Your blind" he said back at me.
"Can i feel you?" I ask.
Akward i know but i wasn't sure.
"Why would i let you touch me" he spit out.
"So i know it's you" i whisper.
"I told you i was jacob i am jacob!" He hissed.

I hear the door bell open.
I take the chance and stand up.
I feel around and crash in to a table.
What did it feel like being blind?
It was a endless out of darkness.
"Where are you going?" I feel a cold hand clamp down on my arm.

"Your not my jacob" i whisper softly so only i could hear.
"We need to go" he says a little worry in his voice.
"Why!?" I ask as he drags me to the back door.
"Why not the front?" I ask confused.
" because um... he's here" he said.
"No! Let me go jacob" i said.

"I'm a police officer i know these things i know to keep you safe" he said.
Nope. Jacob never said that.

The one thing i hated was that i could never see who was actually touching me.
"let me go" i command.
He drags me down the steps and he pulls me down the sidewalk.

I hear the back door open.
How do i know this isn't jacob?
"Jacob let me go please" i whimper as i feel stinging pain in my arm.
"I'm not going to hurt you" he says.
"Yet" he makes this lower then a whisper he thinks i can't hear him.

"LET ME GO!" I said as i pull against his grip.
"It's me jacob!" He said.
I push against his chest.
Not jacob's chest.
I raise my hand and feel his face.
I feel his jaw.
A beard?
Nope.

I feel his lips and i realise this isn't him.
"NOO" i scream.
I push against him then try to run.
"come back here i'm not going to hurt you" he grabs me.
"Your not jacob" i said.
"It is me" he whispers in my ear.

"Your not him!" I said i kept struggling he pulls me to him.
He wraps his arms around me.
"STOP LET ME GO" i yell.
Of course no one helps a blind girl.

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