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Kelley slowly opened her eyes she felt a little better than she had for the last four days though she still had a sickly felling, she had to get back home and find out why she was feeling like this. She looked at Ice; his tattooed arm lay over her she had to stop this now and get out of there while she had the chance to. She slipped from under Ice dressing, slipping into her trainers. Pulling herself up off the bed, she looked at Ice tip toeing across the room to the motel room door. She looked at Ice one last time before opening the door, he stirred yet lay sleeping with no intention of waking. She turned back slipping out of their room closing it silently behind her. She looked around the woodland where had he parked the car?

She panicked he’d know she’d gone if she didn’t get out of there quickly. She looked around the woodland where could she go, where was the car?

Ice turned his hand spreading across the bed. ‘Kelley.’