Gaz had the camera ready and aiming at me right "hey... salut BAD IT'S ON!!" I almost fall off when I was hearing great dubstep on this human iPod... Damn her "yes yes... I know.. Hello my fellow invaders and readers I'm sorry I didn't made any story's today its just because this guy ou girl who makes 'The host' *roll eyes* what a stupid name well is getting in my way and keep telling me to chill out rushing all my stories yes... I MADE 35 stories and I wanted to put it in here but he ou she keeps telling me 'no no no let me do mine story than toi do yours cuz every one likes mine' oh plz *slams on table* I DON'T OBEY UGLY HUMANS THAT'S UM... What toi call it Gaz" Gaz open one eye looking at me like I was stupid than she close it and sigh heavy "it's call haters.." I look at her for mommet than look at the camera "YES HE ou SHE IS A DUMB #%@$* HATER I RULE THIS FANFICTION AND NO ONE WILL STOP ME MWAHAHAHA!!! ... Please note that Part 8 will come soon... When high school ends ... Yes yes I'm sorry humans but I have to go to Skool so I be back when done... *sigh* "turn off the Cam!?" Gaz got tight "well eat the fucking Cam!!!" I look in shock "NO NI NEIN AHHHH!!!" .......... Gir: I l’amour this shooowwww.... :3
“Gerard committed suicide last night” Zoey said. “I found him hanging in our bedroom”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and a dit she had to tell Alexia. She put her bourse, sac à main on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minute later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and a dit she had to tell Alexia. She put her bourse, sac à main on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minute later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
The suivant morning.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? toi almost gave mommy a cœur, coeur attack” Zoey a dit and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia a dit breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the télévision and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four an old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey a dit trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia a dit confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? toi almost gave mommy a cœur, coeur attack” Zoey a dit and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia a dit breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the télévision and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four an old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey a dit trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia a dit confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me toi were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could toi get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a sûr, sans danger distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless toi do something. Personally, I don’t care if toi killed that man ou not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If toi do the right thing, then I guarantee toi Dean and I will never try to kill toi again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do toi want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me toi were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could toi get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a sûr, sans danger distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless toi do something. Personally, I don’t care if toi killed that man ou not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If toi do the right thing, then I guarantee toi Dean and I will never try to kill toi again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do toi want me to do?” she asked.