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So there I was, standing halfway up the stairs, still damp from the night, with my snub nose tucked into my waistband. Upstairs, darkness, not a sound. And him.
I’m free, I’m clear, and once again, I got away with it.
As the two gangs begun fighting, Nash ended up fighting Gordon, and pushed him on the floor. As Gordon fell, he was immediately kicked numerous times by different gang members.
"FREEZE. POLICE. PUT THE WEAPON DOWN" Stan heard those words and plunged his knife deep into Lucy's chest. Atleast now he was sure she was dead. Little bitch had ran from him.
Sketch The Interrogation Opens up on an enclosed room, a table, two chairs and a tape recorder occupy the space. Officer; Where were you on the night of the 8th August Mr Monroe.
Truth Hurts Part Twelve A hand covered my mouth as I screamed. "Shut up!" A guy yelled. Oh god... It was. "Mike. What the fuck. Let go of me!!" I screamed, pulling away.
As Veronica called an ambulance, she turned round from the crowd, and ended up gobsmacked. There was Cara, on the floor, white, and having some kind of fit. She called out for help.
The post-mortem examination had been carried out with great difficulty.
I couldn't believe it. The lounge was a wreck. But right at the centre, Kay. She was tied to a chair with ropes and chains, she was gagged with a dirty cloth.
"I don't want to die in an old peoples home. I want to go out with a bang." I said as Chris and I drove down a quiet road towards where we were meeting my devious supposed-to-be-dead mother.
Melrose and Rodeo drive. That was her corner; veronica was number one around here. Ever since Veronica was fourteen she has been on her own. Doing whatever she had to do to get what she needed.
You thought it was over. Not yet ... THE FINAL CHAPTER. 48hours later ... Rob was angry, he'd just lost his father figure, an to make matters worse, his girlfriend was the one that called the cops.
Barry was speeding through the traffic as though he was on a mission. His hands became sweaty. And his heart was pounding ...
It was a thump that made his whole heart feel like being stabbed over and over again. He knew, straight away, that it was Samantha.
At that moment I honestly thought I was about to die. Ivan knew about Chris and he would surely kill him and then me or vice versa. I decide to play dumb just on the off chance I had it wrong.