(Continuing from Chapter 1)

"Hey Shar, what have you been up to? Seen anyone you might like?" I teased.
Shari wasnt the type of person who waited for someone her out, she dived right into cold water and asked anyone she thought cute, out.
"Nope! Not in awhile there was this O.K. boy, David, but I soon figured out he was afraid of everything!"
"Well, at least you've seen someone in the last, what, week?" I asked.
"Actually, it was in the last five days," Shari corrected me.
"We both started to giggle. Shari and I started walking to the Young Women's to teach our class, when all of a sudden, the bishop surprised us.
"Hi Bishop Watkins... What's wrong?" Asked Shari, a look of confusion on her face.
"Actually, I'm here to talk to Shari, something has been going on in the Salt Lake Prison." Said Bishop Watkins.
Right as the words fell out of his mouth, I felt my blood turn to ice. "No, please, no." I said aloud.
"I'm sorry, Bree." Said Bishop Watkins.
A scream escaped my lips, then simultaneously, I ran as fast as my legs would carry me to the women's bathroom, Shari right on my heels.
"Bree!" Shari yelled, but I kept running. I was too caught up in my own thoughts.
"He couldn't have gotten out!" I screamed, "Not after two years!"
When I reached the bathroom, I fell to the floor, panic racing through my body, fear overwhelming me.
Shari gave me a hug, and I started sobbing on her shoulder. I couldn't hold my emotions back, and tears continued to run down my cheeks.
When I finally got a hold of myself, I heard the male's voice again.





{There is, yet again, "MORE", but I have to first find the copy I was working on to continue it!}

~Jade~