The Officers Obsession (Slow Updates)
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I woke up to a brightness of light. It was blinding, and blocked my sight. I blinked my eyes a couple of times to adjust them to the brightness that flooded my view. Once I could see clearly, I felt myself laying on something soft. I moved my hands along the surface around me and realize in a instant that it was a bed.
I sat up dizzy in the bed as I placed a hand on my aching head. I groaned, because it felt like my head was on fire. Why was my head hurting? I pushed the sudden thought back as I took a glance at my surroundings. I was in nearly lit room. The walls in the room were an ugly-old-looking brownish tan. The only thing in the room was a couch and an old box TV.
Where the hell am I? I thought to myself.
But in an instant the memories with James flooded her mind.
I jumped off the bed as fast as I could. In the process I tumbled to the ground. My breathing started increasing as more memories flashes before my eyes. This couldn't be happening. This is not real! Before I could think things through, I did the first thing that came to mind. I ran around the room, looking for an exit.
I ran up the stairs of the small room. I placed my hand on the door knob, but the door was locked. Instead I banged on the door.
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A Twenty-eight year old police woman known as Lauren Johnson moves to a new town known as Kensington drive. Her and her family gets settled in thinking they can have a new start or maybe even a new beginning. When Lauren sends in her police records, she gets accepted into the Kensington police station on good terms.
After awhile she gets paired with a police man named James Carter. James for one is a mysterious, yet creepy guy. But does Lauren sees that in the beginning? As things move forward, with the police force she starts to gets a suspicion feeling about James and how clingy he can get at times. But with her suspicious feeling, will there be more to James then she already knows? Or will something unexpected happened?
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