ShawnaYou know the worst part of being a bartender?People.Tonight, is an exceptionally annoying night. Not only was I ten minutes late, not realizing the time when I was spending time with Max, but Mickey, my boss had the audacity to call me on it.Granted, being late is never okay, but after I've given this job my all for almost two years and not to mention him banging the new waitress Heidi, that is late to every single one of her shifts, he didn't have the right to give me a fifteen minute lecture.Mix that anger in with some annoyance from the same group of men that think it's cute to pinch my ass cheek every time I turn around to grab their next piss bottle of beer, and I'm more of a ticking time bomb."Hey baby cheeks, we need another one over here." The loud mouth hollers from across the room.I've already told Mickey about these guys and he has spoken with them but to no avail. They are still a bunch of drunken idiots and unfortunately, Mickey only cares for money. He

ShawnaMy eyes burn from how much tear shedding I have done.I've been at Austin and Candice's place for a few hours. Austin dropped me off with simply a towel on and once he explained everything to Candice, took back off. My guess is he was heading back to Max's house to make sure he was alright, but I know, I already know what he will find when he gets there.Max will be gone. I'm sure of it, and that only worries me more.He wasn't the same person. He was different, he was not only trapped in whatever happened over there, but he was desperate to get revenge. It made no sense to me, which only frustrated me further.Candice grips me tighter when I begin trembling and I feel her hands smoothing my hair down. I was able to dress is some of her clothing and since Austin left, we have been sitting here on the couch crying. She's a true friend for sitting here with me the way she is, and I can tell by her own tears and questions, that she's just as worried about Max as I am.To say

Shawna"His ass is nice. Not too big, not too small.""Hmmm." "Yes, but I think his eyes are the best. They are almost gray.""Hmmmm.""You ladies quite done?"Candice, Lyla and I break apart from the entrance of the kitchen where we were just caught checking out Demon, the Nightmare Warriors newest patched in member. The man is muscles upon muscles and has the attitude of a prison guard, but holy guacamole, the man is the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Well, besides Max."Sorry Demon, we're just bored. Have you heard from Austin yet?""Nothing yet darlin' sure he will be here soon." He goes back to making his coffee but turns back around when he notices we have returned to our favorite program of starring at his ass."Like being eye fucked and all, but doubt your men would appreciate it." He says smirking in our direction and holy shit the man looks good with a smile. Someone needs to have a baby with that man, stat."Oh right, yeah sorry. I'm going to go and stare at the do

Shawna"You knocked him unconscious?" I shout at Austin as he bends down to collect more glass on the floor.The place is a mess, glass scattered everywhere from the alcohol knocked over, tables overturned from them trying to wrestle Max down, and decorations separated from the walls. Candice has actually been a pretty good trooper about the whole thing and is not only helping to clean up but has everyone laughing by making jokes about how someone should have told her how lame the theme was."Had no choice." Austin states calmly making me want to smack the back of his head."You had no choice? He's your brother Austin, and he had just poured his entire heart out to you about what he went through over there." My voice cracks as I recall everything I heard Max telling Austin.After all the commotion, Abby, her boyfriend Jason and I, went to the windows where we saw them trying to subdue Max. He wanted me, all he wanted was to speak with me and they wouldn't give that to him. I was s

ShawnaJulian has come in every few hours to visit me.The first time, he brought me into the other cell, located right next to the one I woke up in, and sat me down on the filthy chair and strapped me down. I tried fighting him but he proved easily I could be overtaken by him and his size.To say fear racked through my body at an alarming rate was an understatement. I was petrified he was going to do something I wasn't so sure I would be able to walk away from, but instead he merely walked away and returned with food and water. Maybe he didn't get the whole torture thing but I wasn't complaining. I ate the dry sandwich and swallowed down the half bottle of water with gratitude.The second time he came in, he let me pee, which was as disgusting as it sounds. He seemed different, almost frustrated but kept his cool. His cargo pants were dirty and he had some stains on his green shirt but nothing looked like blood so I had to believe he didn't have anyone else somewhere in this hell