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Would It Help to Say I'm Sorry?

Date: 10/10/2017, Categories: Celebrities, Author: Dawn_Summers, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

in the wrong spot, were keeping watch over her. He sat back, his mind a whirl. Okay, this was bad. But it wasn't his fault. He didn't know Carly had been hurt like that. How could he? And it was Shelby who put her there. He didn't. All he did was make up a video that purported to show that Carly and Sam had deliberately planned to tackle Shelby's grandmother. Was it his fault that the CFC champion took it so seriously? Of course it wasn't. It wasn't. It wasn't. It was. It was his fault. How had he let things get so out of control? All he had wanted way back when was a kiss from Carly. Why couldn't he have just accepted her answer? No, he had to win and he just kept escalating the stakes. How had he reached the point that he wanted to see Carly get hurt, physically hurt? He had gone there to enjoy it. He had even told Carly and the others he was there to see her bleed and cry. Nevel Papperman was spoiled and self-centred. He had been over-indulged by a fussy protective mother. Unlike Freddie, who was in a similar situation in many ways Nevel had not rebelled but had twisted that indulgence to his own uses. Now for the first time in his life he had to take a good look at who he was and he didn't like what he saw. He started to push his chair back and then stopped. First things first. He turned on his video camera and began to record. Once he was satisfied with the result he posted what he had and turned off his equipment. Grabbing a jacket he left the room, calling to his ... Mother that he had to go out because of an emergency. He ignored the questions screeched behind him. He might pay for that later. Right now he didn't care. * * * Within thirty minutes he was at the hospital his search had found Carly had been taken. He walked through the lobby to a waiting elevator and pressed the button that would take him to the correct floor. He looked at the chart on the wall after he left the elevator and compared it to the notes he had written. Down the hall and to the left. He pushed through the swinging door into Intensive Care. He came to an abrupt halt. From the door that he knew led to Carly's room he heard voice. Freddie of course and he shivered as Sam chimed in to whatever the conversation was about. He was scared of Sam. Then there was the amazingly soft voice of Shelby and he REALLY got scared. He closed his eyes to visions of the two girls tearing him limb from limb. He opened them and turned around to flee. Nevel took a deep breath and turned back around. For the first time in his life he was going to accept whatever came his way because of his actions. He walked to the open door. Freddie and Shelby were sitting on a small couch while Sam paced the room. Taking yet another deep breath and lifting his head he tapped on the door. &#034May I come in?&#034 Sam turned towards him and he nearly lost his nerve as he saw her eyes open wide. He heard feet hit the floor and he knew that Shelby and Freddie had risen. With Shelby being here it was obvious ...