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Bonnie pushed Damon over the porch into her house. He walked ahead to the kitchen, Bonnie behind him. He turned around and saw the furious expression on her face. In other circumstances he would’ve made a sarcastic comment, but the way things were now, Damon knew the best thing was to keep his mouth shut. “I thought we had an agreement” she کہا slowly and threatening while she came closer to Damon. “You wouldn’t drink any human blood” she continued. Damon frowned his eyebrows frustrated. “You کہا that, I never کہا I agreed” Bonnie widened her eyes and Damon wouldn’t have been surprised if there would be steam coming out of her nose and ears. “You wouldn’t talk about me. آپ wouldn’t talk about Elena” Damon gnashed his teeth. Did Bonnie really expect him not to ask about the woman he loved? Apparently she did. She grabbed his arm and dragged him to his prison. She pushed him back in his caged and his hands were automatically chained. Why couldn’t he just attack her? He wouldn’t kill her, just bite her so he could escape. But as he considered this, he realized it had nothing to do with physical strength. Bonnies power over him had nothing to do with muscles یا speed. She sat down in Indian style. “You have been a very bad boy, Damon, disobeying me like that” “I’m sorry” he mumbled, though he didn’t mean a word of it. “Shut up” Bonnie commanded. “I believe bad boys should be punished” she finished with an extremely evil smile on her face. Damon swallowed, fearing whatever was coming. But Bonnie just sat there. She wasn’t mumbling anything, she wasn’t motioning with her hands. He braced himself, yet nothing happened. Then, as if someone had tied an invisible thread around his arm, he lifted up his left hand. His fingers enclosed his right index finger. He realized what was going on and he tried to let go, but his grip was too tight. As he struggled to separate his two hands, he forcedly pulled and turned his finger until he heard a crack and blood streamed on his hand. Damon screamed, gasped and heavily breathed. His face was white and he sweated. He felt how he sank deeper into unconsciousness. As his eyes slowly closed he saw Bonnie standing up, that evil smile still on her face.
A couple of hours later.
Cas was sitting on the floor with the fragments of the vase in his lap. He had a tube of glue in his hand and tried to paste two fragments together.
Daphne had left again. Whither she hadn’t told.
He had tried to fix the tables in which he’d somewhat succeeded. He didn’t understand why Daphne didn’t just buy new furniture. But maybe she thought he needed to be taught a lesson.
A truck stopped in front of the house and the driver walked to the front door. Cas opened before the man had the chance to ring.
“Hello” Cas greeted the man.
“Good day, sir” the...
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The اگلے morning.
Cas slowly opened his eyes and tried to remember where he was. A door slammed and he startled. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Two hands grabbed his shoulders and he looked up.
“Meg?” he mumbled. “Where’s Daphne?”
“She left” Meg کہا nervous. “I don’t know when she’ll be back, so we have to hurry”
“I’m not sure what آپ mean” Cas کہا tired.
At that moment Meg really wanted to tell him the truth. About who he was, what he was, but she couldn’t. He would freak out and that was the last thing they wanted. Well, the سیکنڈ last thing right after Crowley...
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Mitch stared shocked at Cas’ body. “What the hell did آپ just do?” he said, averting his head to Daphne.
“Don’t worry, he’ll be fine” Daphne کہا neutral. She ducked and grabbed Cas’ shoulders. “Help me carry him to the couch” she commanded.
Mitch ducked and grabbed Cas’ legs. Together they carried him to the سوفی, لٹانا and laid him down.
“He’ll wake up tomorrow” Daphne said. She looked at Mitch who was still really upset. “Really, it’s no big deal. He’ll be fine”
“What did آپ give him?” Mitch wanted to know.
“Just some valium” Daphne said. “To calm...
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Zoey parked her car on the Butterfield Park parking and got out of her car. She walked around her car and opened Alexia’s door.
“Why don’t آپ go play on the field while I talk to aunty Daphne?” Zoey suggested.
“No, I want to come” Alexia pouted. “I want to ask her myself”
“Okay” Zoey said, raising her hands. “As آپ wish”
She took Alexia’s hand and walked to the restroom. She knocked. “Daphne, آپ here?”
“Go away” Daphne said.
Zoey opened the door and walked in.
“I know آپ got an invitation, but I would think you’d understand I don’t want آپ here today”...
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When Cas entered the living room, Daphne was sitting on the couch, her parents sitting at both sides. She was just blowing her nose when Cas came their way.
“Daphne, I feel regret for the misery I have caused. I don’t want آپ to fight with your sister. آپ need her and she needs you. Perhaps آپ should get in contact with her and try make things right” he said.
Daphne wiped her eyes, but it was no use; the tears just kept rolling.
“I can clearly see the حالیہ events have influenced your mood” Cas کہا sad. “Maybe we should leave these people and go to a مزید entertaining companion”...
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Daphne rushed into the living room and looked for her sister. Once she found her she headed to her and before Zoey could even blink Daphne had lifted her hand and slapped her. Someone gasped, but it wasn’t Zoey.
“Daphne, what is going on?” Mrs. Allen demanded to know. Daphne rotated her head to her mother. “Why don’t آپ ask this slut?” she said. Another gasp. “Daphne, this is no way to talk in front of guests” Mrs. Allen reproached.
“What’s the matter, mom?” Daphne asked scornful. “Afraid I will spike your little balloon and everyone will see who sweet Zoey really is?...
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Daphne searched the room for an escape, realized there was none and then laughed nervously at Cas. “Sweetie, why don’t we…why don’t we go upstairs and talk about this?” she suggested.
“Why can’t آپ tell me right here? Is the truth so upsetting آپ think I might do something to embarrass آپ and myself?” Cas asked.
“If آپ mean causing a scene, you’ve already done a great job of that” Daphne کہا and she took his arm. “Come on, let’s go”
She dragged Cas upstairs to her room and locked the door. She turned around. “This better be good, Emmanuel. Now tell me, what...
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Jack walked the steps to his front door and opened it. As he hung his کوٹ on the کوٹ rack he shouted: “Darling, I’m home!”
His wife didn’t respond, but there were noises in the kitchen, so he assumed she was cooking رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا for him. That was one of the things that made her so amazing. No matter what time he came ہوم from work, she would always prepare him a fresh meal. And in return he would flirt with every woman he came across. She really deserved better.
“You know that guy I had to interrogate, the one in the hospital?” he said. “There’s something really off about him. I’m...
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