The Rowdy Girls Club
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Evening came. After رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا Dale had sent everyone to their dorms. Beth had watched her parents pack their bags and cried when they wouldn’t explain where they were going.
“Don’t leave me here, mommy!” she begged, while tears rolled down her face. She grabbed her mother’s arm, trying to prevent her from going.
Mr. Parker grabbed her arm and pushed her on the floor. Started she looked up at her father who looked down at her with eyes so cold Beth felt her body freeze inside.
Mr. Parker turned around and helped Mrs. Parker with the luggage.
During رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا Beth had desperately searched the tables for her parents, but neither one of them was there.
And now she was walking down the aisle with Agnes to Dale’s room. Once there Agnes pushed her through the open door, closed the door and locked it.
Beth turned around to the door and tried to open it. When she couldn’t she started bashing it. “Let me out! Open the door! Let me out of here!” she cried.
“Good evening, Beth” a soft, male voice کہا from the other side of the room.
Beth, remembering what Debra had told her the night before her fourteenth birthday, felt every muscle in her body paralyze with fear.
She felt how a sweaty hand caressed her hair over her shoulder and cold, dry lips kissing her neck.
Dale took a step back and Beth reluctantly turned around.
“Would آپ like a drink? I have lemonade” Dale suggested. Beth accepted his offer and drank her لیمونیڈ, لمنڈ as slowly as possible.
“Do آپ miss your sister Debra?” Dale asked suddenly. Beth nodded scared. Dale nodded in agreement. “I miss her, too. I wish she would’ve come to me, so we could talk about what’s bothering her”
آپ were bothering her!, Beth thought frustrated, but her fear stopped her from speaking up.
“I really hope that someday Debra will understand and realize what a perfect life she had here” Dale sighed sad. “In the meantime we have to do everything we can to make each other feel better. Don’t آپ agree?”
Beth hadn’t even realized that during his speech Dale had undressed her. Bare naked she stood before him. She knew what was about to happen, but there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Gravity no longer had any hold of her as Dale carried her to the bed.
He didn’t even try to be gentle. Debra’s departure had broken something inside of him and now a twelve سال old virgin had to pay the price.
Blood colored the sheets as Dale reached his climax and as he did he whispered Debra’s name.
Joe was pacing up and down the living room, about to lose his mind, while Molly tried to make him calm down.
“I can’t calm down!” Joe hissed in distress. “In a few منٹ Ryan Hardy will be on the doorstep. I don’t suppose he’s coming alone, do you?”
Several police vans parked in front of the house. Turner jumped out of one and gave instructions to his men.
Ryan snuck up to them. “I’ll go in the back” he whispered and without awaiting Turner’s approval he turned around again.
Joe walked to Molly. “I’m really sorry, Molly, but I have no other choice” Before she could...
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Simon reached out his hands and cupped Debra’s wet face. His thumbs wiped her tears, but new ones came instead.
“It’s okay. You’re محفوظ with me now” he کہا comforting.
Mike frowned confused and agitated. He wanted to know what upset Debra so much. “What is he talking about?” he asked a little mad.
Simon glanced at Mike’s back and back to Debra. “You haven’t told him?” Debra shook her head ashamed. "Hey, آپ don’t have to be ashamed. None of it was your fault. آپ were the victim”
Debra looked up, her eyes begging and Simon saw her change back into the vulnerable fourteen...
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Molly was pacing up and down her house. It had been all over the news. The FBI had let Joe Carrol slip through their fingers once again. She was waiting for Joe’s phone call to give her permission to go kill Ryan.
Ryan had arrived a couple of hours ago. He’d had that کتیا, کتيا Claire with him. Had it been up to Molly, they’d both be lying on the floor with a چھری in their stomachs. But she had to wait for orders.
She heard the backdoor squeak and turned around. Her eyes on the kitchen-the first place the backdoor led to-she snuck to the cupboard and opened the first drawer. In the drawer...
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A week had passed when Debra had ran out of bread. She was hungry and dirty. She had considered going back to her parents, but that would also mean going back to Dale and that was just not an option. They would probably put her back into that cage.
She still got sick in the mornings. People walked past her, curling their noses. But once the morning had passed she felt her stomach protest against the lack of food.
As she stopped at a سپر مارکیٹ she considered what she was about to do. One of the ten commandments crossed her mind. Thou shall not steal. But she wasn’t going to steal anything....
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They were nice. Mr. and Mrs. Jackson. They had no children, which is why they signed up for foster care. They worked hard; they had a farm and they’d made it very clear that Debra wouldn’t be sitting around, doing nothing. Debra had no problem with that. If she kept herself occupied she wouldn’t have to think about what happened.
Her foster parents were also very religious. They prayed before every meal and before bedtime and they insisted Debra did the same. They didn’t like the fact that Debra had already been intimate before marriage, but دیا the circumstances they decided not...
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Voices. And flashes of light. Debra’s eyes moved behind her eyelids while she heard people talking. What were they talking about? They کہا something about being molested. A strange sound escaped her throat and she tried to open her eyes.
“She’s waking up” a woman کہا fast.
Debra opened her eyes and lifted her hands to protect them from the light shining above her.
“Good morning” a man in a white suit کہا friendly. Debra pulled back and glanced suspiciously. “You had quite a fall” He looked at his files. “A minor concussion and some bruises. آپ were lucky” He looked up...
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Debra ran through the hallway and Dale opened the door of his bedroom. “Debra! Come back!” he shouted while he pressed his hand against his bleeding neck.
Other doors opened as well and soon everyone was looking for Debra.
Debra ran to the front door when someone grabbed her from behind. She started to scream when a hand covered her mouth. A boy, about her age, looked at her and ordered her to be quiet.
“The front door is too obvious” he whispered. “I know a better way” He took her hand and pulled her to the basement. He turned the light on and quickly walked downstairs. They ignored...
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Hours later Debra was back in her room. Her little sister Beth was fast asleep in the double bed, but Debra was wide awake.
During رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا Dale had been staring at her. She had felt his eyes prying on her. The thought of what he was going to do to her on the night of her birthday, made her sick.
She looked over her shoulder at her sleeping sister. She didn’t want to leave her here, knowing the kind of man that lived here. But she had no choice. Beth wouldn’t want to leave her parents. She wouldn’t understand.
Debra leaned towards Beth and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. Then she stood...
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An instant after Claire had shot Joe Emma appeared. When she saw Joe lying on the floor, appearing to be dead, she accelerated her steps, while repeatedly mumbling ‘no’ She knelt and turned Joe on his back.
“Joe, wake up. Please, wake up” she begged. “Don’t leave me here”
Joe groaned and opened his eyes. “Dear God, that hurt” he moaned. “What are آپ doing here? I told آپ not to come until I called you”
“I followed Ryan. It would’ve been two against one. It wouldn’t have been a fair fight. I had to come and help you” Emma explained loyal.
“That’s very thoughtful...
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Molly was sitting in one of the hearing rooms at the police station. She had wanted Ryan to interview her, but that idiot of a Mike Weston had called him away.
If Joe found out what Simon had tried to do, he would be furious.
“Molly?” the inspector snapped his fingers before her eyes in attempt to bring her back from her thoughts. “I asked آپ a question. What was your gun doing at the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ table? Why didn’t آپ keep it somewhere safe?”
Molly rubbed her eyes tired. She could not believe the FBI let this newbie loose on her. But then again, every professional agent had left to go check...
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“Damn it, Deb, pick up” Mike کہا agitated.
Debra’s phone was lying on the washing table, buzzing, but the streaming water in the شاور drowned the sound out. Debra wasn’t planning on getting ready any time soon. She swore she could still feel the earth on her skin.
“She’s not picking up” Mike کہا nervous. “I’m going to go there”
“To do what?” Ryan protested. “Emma and Joe are shot. They need medical attention. They know they won’t get that from Parker”
Debra stepped out of the شاور and wrapped a towel around her hair. A سیکنڈ one she wrapped around her body....
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Joe put Claire down on a chair and placed a cell phone in her tied hands.
“What’s that?” Claire asked looking at the phone as if it were a cursed object.
“That, my dear Claire”, Joe explained, charismatic as ever “is a way of getting in contact with Ryan. See, you’re going to give him a call and tell him he needs to come and rescue you”
Claire looked up from the phone to her former husband. “No,” she replied.
“Excuse me?” Joe was certain he’d heard her wrong.
“I کہا no!” Claire repeated loudly as she raised from her chair. “I’m not putting Ryan’s life on...
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