Hilary Duff

One week later.
Dale was sitting at the table, tableau in his room. He held a picture of Deb in his hand. A single teardrop fell on it. “Oh, Debra” he sobbed. “Why did toi have to leave? We could’ve had such a beautiful life together”
Beth walked inside from outside the kitchen.
“I made toi some tea” she a dit careful and she put the plat, plateau down. Not waiting for his reaction ou even a sign of gratitude, she poured him a cup.
“I mean, your sister’s worth nothing” Dale mumbled disgusted, apparently completely unaware of the fact that Beth was standing right beside him and if he did, he...

Mr. and Mrs. Parker weren’t the only ones who’d had a rough night. It had taken Beth hours to fall asleep. Her entire body was in agony and besides she really didn’t want to sleep suivant to the guy who had just violently taken her virginity.
At last her tears had cost her what was left of her energy and slowly, but surely her eyelids shut.
“Hey, wake up!”
Beth opened her eyes difficult and sat upright. Dale was standing at the end of the bed, his hands on his hips. He was naked.
“It’s 6 am, are toi planning on staying in lit all day?” he snapped and Beth felt tears coming up.
“I’m…I’m...

Molly supported her head with her hands and groaned.
“Are toi okay?” Ryan asked concerned and compassionate.
“Yeah, my head just feels like it’s going to explode” Molly replied faint.
“That’s not what I mean” Ryan said. “How did he get in here? Don’t toi lock your doors?”
“I was going to” Molly defended herself. She stood and walked to the closet. She opened it and took out some Ibuprofen. While she swallowed a couple Turned ran off the stairs. He walked towards Ryan.
“Can I talk to toi for a moment?” he demanded. “Yeah” Ryan frowned and he followed Turner away...