Before Cas would go to the woman he wanted to see Meg, to make sure she was okay and to tell her he had decided to stay true to his commitment to Daphne. He pushed the latch down and pushed the door open.
Everything seemed normal.
He walked upstairs to check her bedroom. Maybe she was still asleep. He knocked on the door; he had learned it was rude to barge in rooms te weren’t invited in.
No answer.
Cas pushed the latch down and entered the room. The letto was made. The wardrobe and drawers were open and empty.
The same unexplainable kind of pain he had felt the night before came over him as he conjured the note Meg had left when she’d had the cucina delivered.
‘Hope te like your new kitchen. Love, Meg’
He ripped it into little pieces and let them fall on the ground.
He sank down on the letto and lay down. His head felt something hard under the cuscino and he stuck his hand underneath. He grabbed the thing and pulled it out.
It was a book. He opened it on the first page and frowned when he figured out it was Daphne who wrote it. But then again, it wasn’t all that surprising that Meg had stolen it. He was surprised, though, that Daphne hadn’t told him about it. Maybe the book wasn’t finished yet. He would return it to her, before going on his mission.
Everything seemed normal.
He walked upstairs to check her bedroom. Maybe she was still asleep. He knocked on the door; he had learned it was rude to barge in rooms te weren’t invited in.
No answer.
Cas pushed the latch down and entered the room. The letto was made. The wardrobe and drawers were open and empty.
The same unexplainable kind of pain he had felt the night before came over him as he conjured the note Meg had left when she’d had the cucina delivered.
‘Hope te like your new kitchen. Love, Meg’
He ripped it into little pieces and let them fall on the ground.
He sank down on the letto and lay down. His head felt something hard under the cuscino and he stuck his hand underneath. He grabbed the thing and pulled it out.
It was a book. He opened it on the first page and frowned when he figured out it was Daphne who wrote it. But then again, it wasn’t all that surprising that Meg had stolen it. He was surprised, though, that Daphne hadn’t told him about it. Maybe the book wasn’t finished yet. He would return it to her, before going on his mission.
Cas kicked the door of their bedroom open. Daphne was sitting on superiore, in alto of Mitch.
“Daphne” Mitch said, looking at Cas.
“Don’t worry” Daphne detto with a heavy voice. “That’s my husband. He knows I have my needs. It’s not my fault he’s incompetent”
Mitch pushed her off of him and searched for his clothes. Cas turned around and ran downstairs.
“What are te doing?” Daphne asked grumpy. “Come back in bed”
“Are te completely out of your mind?” Mitch exclaimed.
“Oh, please, te knew I was married” Daphne said.
“That was really low” Mitch said. “Get dressed. I’m done here. te go find someone else to consider your needs”
“Come on, don’t be like that” Daphne said.
They heard an enormous crack and they jumped.
“What the hell was that?” Mitch asked.
“Daphne” Mitch said, looking at Cas.
“Don’t worry” Daphne detto with a heavy voice. “That’s my husband. He knows I have my needs. It’s not my fault he’s incompetent”
Mitch pushed her off of him and searched for his clothes. Cas turned around and ran downstairs.
“What are te doing?” Daphne asked grumpy. “Come back in bed”
“Are te completely out of your mind?” Mitch exclaimed.
“Oh, please, te knew I was married” Daphne said.
“That was really low” Mitch said. “Get dressed. I’m done here. te go find someone else to consider your needs”
“Come on, don’t be like that” Daphne said.
They heard an enormous crack and they jumped.
“What the hell was that?” Mitch asked.
Countryster Taylor veloce, swift en zangeres Adele hebben zondag elk drie Awards gewonnen op de American Musica Awards. veloce, swift werd uitgeroepen tot 'artiest furgone, van het jaar'.
De 21-jarige veloce, swift nam ook de Award 'beste countryzangeres' en 'beste country album' mee naar huis. Adele, die nog tot eind dit jaar herstelt furgone, van een keeloperatie, werd bekroond met de Awards voor 'beste Rock/pop album', 'beste vrouwelijk rock/pop artiest' en 'beste eigentijdse volwassen artiest'. Andere winnaars waren Nikcki Minaj, Bruno Mars, Rihanna, Beyonce, Lady Antebellum en Maroon 5. Ook Katy Perry kreeg een beeldje. Zij is de eerste vrouwelijke artiest die vijf nummer 1-hits scoort met 1 album. (Belga / JDH)
De 21-jarige veloce, swift nam ook de Award 'beste countryzangeres' en 'beste country album' mee naar huis. Adele, die nog tot eind dit jaar herstelt furgone, van een keeloperatie, werd bekroond met de Awards voor 'beste Rock/pop album', 'beste vrouwelijk rock/pop artiest' en 'beste eigentijdse volwassen artiest'. Andere winnaars waren Nikcki Minaj, Bruno Mars, Rihanna, Beyonce, Lady Antebellum en Maroon 5. Ook Katy Perry kreeg een beeldje. Zij is de eerste vrouwelijke artiest die vijf nummer 1-hits scoort met 1 album. (Belga / JDH)
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one da one.
He leaned against the cold, marble bacheca and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one da one.
He leaned against the cold, marble bacheca and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.