Rachel was sitting at the table, her plate in front of her, but she didn’t touch it. “You need to eat something” Gabe detto soft. Rachel pushed her plate away. “You don’t get to tell me what to do anymore” she detto trembling.
“Come on, Rachel, that’s not fair” Gabe detto sad. “I’m just as devastated as te are” he detto fighting his own tears, but Rachel only scoffed. “Oh, give me a break. te were the first to deny Kelsey was your daughter and te wanted to hand Amber over to the police”
“I thought I was doing the right thing” Gabe defended himself. “I couldn’t let Kelsey stay here. She could’ve put us all in danger. And with Amber…I thought if I could keep her locked up she wouldn’t be able to attack anyone”
But it seemed like Rachel hadn’t heard any of it. “Do te have any idea how painful it is to have your cuore ripped out? I don’t, because it never happened to me, but I can imagine it must be awful”
Gabe placed his hands on the table. “Yeah, how did te know those things? How did te know it was a werewolf bite that killed Amber?”
Rachel looked up frightened and all was needed for Gabe to put the pieces together. “Oh my God” he said.
“Gabe, please” Rachel detto scared.
“You’re one of them” Gabe took the conclusion.
“No, I’m not” Rachel heavily shook her head. “I’m not. I’m still…normal”
“The gene hasn’t manifested yet. Of course, why didn’t I see it? All those times te were cranky at full moons, saying it was that time again” Gabe detto agitated, looking sharp in Rachel’s eyes.
“Please, don’t kill me” Rachel begged.
“I’m not going to kill you” Gabe said. He grabbed his wife’s arm and dragged her to the basement.
“Gabe, please, we can work this out” Rachel detto nervous.
Gabe opened the door and pushed Rachel off the stairs. He closed the door and locked it.
“Come on, Rachel, that’s not fair” Gabe detto sad. “I’m just as devastated as te are” he detto fighting his own tears, but Rachel only scoffed. “Oh, give me a break. te were the first to deny Kelsey was your daughter and te wanted to hand Amber over to the police”
“I thought I was doing the right thing” Gabe defended himself. “I couldn’t let Kelsey stay here. She could’ve put us all in danger. And with Amber…I thought if I could keep her locked up she wouldn’t be able to attack anyone”
But it seemed like Rachel hadn’t heard any of it. “Do te have any idea how painful it is to have your cuore ripped out? I don’t, because it never happened to me, but I can imagine it must be awful”
Gabe placed his hands on the table. “Yeah, how did te know those things? How did te know it was a werewolf bite that killed Amber?”
Rachel looked up frightened and all was needed for Gabe to put the pieces together. “Oh my God” he said.
“Gabe, please” Rachel detto scared.
“You’re one of them” Gabe took the conclusion.
“No, I’m not” Rachel heavily shook her head. “I’m not. I’m still…normal”
“The gene hasn’t manifested yet. Of course, why didn’t I see it? All those times te were cranky at full moons, saying it was that time again” Gabe detto agitated, looking sharp in Rachel’s eyes.
“Please, don’t kill me” Rachel begged.
“I’m not going to kill you” Gabe said. He grabbed his wife’s arm and dragged her to the basement.
“Gabe, please, we can work this out” Rachel detto nervous.
Gabe opened the door and pushed Rachel off the stairs. He closed the door and locked it.
In zijn nieuwe memoires vertelt de voormalige Backstreet Boys-zanger Nick Carter dat hij nog steeds moet leven met de gevolgen furgone, van zijn vroeger drugs- en alcoholgebruik. "Ik heb er een depressie aan overgehouden", getuigt hij. Voor Carter is het alweer zes jaar geleden sinds zijn laatste drugs- en drankuitspatting. In zijn nieuwste autobiografie "Facing the Musica and Living to Talk about It" beschrijft hij zappa hij op één nacht een dosis xtc, cocaïne en vodka achterover sloeg. In het Amerikaanse magazine Touch vertelt hij dat hij er spijt furgone, van heeft. "Dit had ik nooit moeten doen. Die drugs hebben iets kapot gemaakt in mijn hersenen, sindsdien heb ik last furgone, van depressie." De zanger laat ook weten dat hij achteraf gezien beter geen relatie had kunnen beginnen met Paris Hilton. "Toen ik met haar samen was, deden we niets anders als feesten." (Belga / Belga)
Katherine was sitting on a chair. A row of small stakes pinched each arm to the arm-rests and a special kind of muzzle kept her mouth shut. The muzzle also had stakes, smaller than the arm stakes, and they pierced through Katherine’s jaws. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience” Veronica detto demeaning. “Actually, I’m not. te had this coming. te broke in here, te threatened me” She took a chair and put it down in front of Katherine. “Such a pity Derek chose the wrong side. If he hadn’t Damon Salvatore would be sitting successivo to you”
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, più to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have te to have fun with” and she fired.
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, più to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have te to have fun with” and she fired.