Debra Parker Club
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Deb sat on one of the two hospital beds, in the hospital wing of the school. The nurse was flashing a light in her eyes, to see if there were any signs of a concussion.
“Can tu tell me your name?” she asked.
“Debra Parker” Deb replied.
“Who’s the president of the United States?” the nurse asked.
“George Bush” Deb answered correctly, and the nurse smiled, satisfied.
“You have some head, girl” she said. “I’m going to give tu something for the headache. It might make tu a little sleepy, but that’s okay. I don’t think tu should be following any lessons anyway. Stay here and try to sleep a bit, then I’ll call your parents”
The nurse left, and Deb lay back on the bed. She closed her eyes and tried to ban all bad events from that day, out of her mind.
“Having sweet dreams, are we?”
Deb woke up with a shock. Richard was sitting on the bed, staring down on her.
“What are tu doing here? Go away. I’m going to scream” Deb warned him, but her voice was shaking.
“Why would tu want to do that? Why are tu being so mean, Deb? I’m just here to pay tu a visit. That’s what friends do, don’t they?” Richard dicho innocently. “And when friends are sick, they get presents”
He searched in his pocket, and produced the photos. “Sorry I didn’t envolver, abrigo it, but it’s really the gesture that matters, right?” He handed the fotos to Deb, who watched them horrified. She looked up terrified.
“Did anyone else see this?” she asked, trembling.
“Just me, and the guy that took the pictures…and a few of your new sisters” Richard chuckled, full of malicious pleasure.
“No” Deb groaned, and she started crying.
“Hey” Richard said, serious again. “You can have these, on one condition” A big, wolfish smile appeared on his face, and it didn’t take Deb much time to figure out what it meant.
“Go to hell!” she yelled, hostile. “I already have the pictures, and you’re not getting them back!” She jumped out of cama and ran to the door, but Richard, who wouldn’t been knocked down with a bat, was faster.
He grabbed her arm and forced her to turn around. His hand enclosed her throat and he forced her against the wall. He squeezed, until she dropped the photos.
“Now, say ‘I’m yours only, Richard’” Richard hissed, his face touching hers, his tongue practically in her ear.
Deb made a strange sound, one that Richard couldn’t identify, so he released his grip a bit, and let her repeat herself.
“I’m yours only” she said, and Richard kissed her. He was so focused, he didn’t see Deb groping for the fuego extinguisher. “Hang on” Richard reluctantly stopped. “You should lock the door. We don’t want that nurse to disturb us, right?”
“You’re right” Richard nodded and he turned around. Deb used those few minutos to lift the fuego extinguisher from the ground and keep it ready. “Okay, we’re good” He turned around, and Deb turned the fuego extinguisher open, firing the chemicals right in his eyes.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! My eyes!” Richard cried, and he tried to rub the chemicals out of his eyes, but he only made it worse.
Deb dropped the fuego extinguisher, turned around to collect the fotos and ran off.
Three days had passed when Deb was finally released from the hospital room. She hadn’t been allowed any visitors, but Rob had snuck in, and kept her company, every now and then.
With Annabel still in solitary, Deb had a fair chance at finding that picture.
She walked around Annabel’s bed, and knelt. She looked underneath the bed, and pulled Annabel’s bag from underneath it. She stood and put the bag on the bed. She opened it and discovered all sorts of garbage. Flippo’s, candy…
She closed the bag and put it back where she found it. Not many hiding places where left, so she picked up...
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Deb and Annabel were standing right in front of their new mutual room. They glared provocatively at each other, and then Annabel pushed Deb aside, and entered the room.
She walked to the cama por the window, and lay down.
“Don’t tu think it’s a little careless to put us in a room with a window that big?” guarida, den asked, while she walked to the window. “I mean, I’ve already tried to escape once”
“Why don’t tu give it a try?” Annabel suggested.
Deb walked to the window, and searched for the lock, but found none.
“Maybe tu can try to break it” Annabel helped. She nodded at the lamp....
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During the two hours before lunch break Lana tried to convince Deb about Richard’s good intentions.
“His mother is keeping him on a short leash. He’s a bit rebellious. He likes to stir things up a bit, but he’s always sorry afterwards” she said, on the way to the cafeteria.
“If he’s always sorry, he might want to try changing his ways” acebo interfered. She looked sharply at Deb. “You don’t have to go through with this, Debra. I can save a asiento for tu at my table”
“Oh, why don’t tu go knit a hat and pull it over your head, so no one will have to look at your ass-looking...
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When Deb opened the door she bumped into someone. She looked up and saw an older girl staring at her.
“Watch out where tu going, dear” she said, but she didn’t sound mad. She looked behind Deb, and then back at her. “What were tu doing in the basement? Students are allowed to go there”
Deb looked over her shoulder. Why hadn’t Richard come upstairs yet? She hadn’t kicked him that hard, had she?
“Richard…” she started, but the girl cut her off with a wave of her hand.
“Say no more” the girl said. “I know enough. Principal Mortimer asked me to look after you. She thought...
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Weeks went por and slowly but surely things went back to normal. Debra’s hair had grown back and she could finally leave her crutches in the corner of her room. Debra almost dared to be happy, until that one unfortunate day.
Mrs. Kelley had been sick lately and at first they thought it was some sort of bacteria. But the sickness didn’t stop and so they had no choice, but to go see a doctor, who confirmed Mrs. Kelley’s suspicion.
There was something growing inside of her, but it was no bacteria.
On the way home, Mr. Kelley wouldn’t say a word to his pregnant wife. He was afraid he would...
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With a corazón beating out of its chest, Debra walked to Mike’s hotel room. At the door she hesitated.
“This is stupid” she mumbled and she turned around again. She had made a few steps towards the stairs leading to the siguiente floor, when she changed her mind and returned.
She gathered all her courage and knocked. Two minutos later Mike opened the door a bit and closed it again. Deb heard him take off the chain and a segundo later he opened the door completely…only to slam it in her face.
Deb backed away and swallowed. Her common sense told her to leave. Mike would come around on his own terms....
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Deb sadly watched Mike drive away in her car. She knew she had hurt him terribly with her suspicion and she wished she had the courage to confide in him, but she simply knew he wouldn’t understand.
“Are tu coming?” Beth asked with a voice sweet as honey. Deb slowly turned around and nodded. She followed her sister inside and the latter closed the door.
Deb looked around indifferent. “Are tu sure there’s room for two?” she asked careless.
“Yeah, sure” Beth assured Deb. “You can sleep in the bed, and I’ll sleep on the couch”
“I’m not sleeping in your bed” Deb protested....
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Careful not to alert anyone, Beth walked inside the hospital. She wished it had been a little más crowded, so no one would notice her, but the place seemed quiet. She could really use some sort of accident now, one that would give her the opportunity to sneak to Debra’s room without being seen.
She took a deep breath and decided to take her chance.
“Hey, wait up!”
Damn it, Beth cursed in herself. She turned around reluctantly and looked at the receptionist.
“Where are tu going? Visiting hours are long over” the receptionist dicho reproaching.
“Please, I have to speak with my sister”...
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Angry and frustrated Mike watched Beth leave. There were at least four people who knew what happened in Deb’s past and no one would fess up to him. Ask Debbie. Yeah, while Debbie wasn’t going to tell him anything.
While walking to his car Mike made up his mind. If no one would provide him the truth he’d find out for himself.
He parked his car on the parking lot of the hotel he was staying at. He entered the hotel and walked up the stairs, but instead of stopping at the segundo floor he climbed to the third. A maid was walking around, distributing clean sheets.
“Good evening, Mr. Weston”...
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Beth’s eyes widened in fear. If Dale would find her here with a bag of comida the consequences would be dramatic. She didn’t know what the punishment was for stealing, but it had to be something terrible.
She tightened her grip on the bag and turned around. Simon had found a way out, she would do, too. Agnes ran off the stairs and chased Beth. “If you’re looking for your friend, don’t bother, tu won’t find him” she dicho mischievous. “I took care of him”
There was a small window at the left side of the basement. Beth ran towards it and opened it. She pushed the bag through it...
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“Please, put me down” Beth begged quietly. She looked down from the corner of her eye and saw two figures at the bottom of the stairs. Mr. and Mr. Parker, making their way up. “Mom, dad, help me!” she cried when they were on the same height.
Mr. and Mrs. Parker glanced from Agnes to Beth.
“Sorry, we can’t help tu right now” Mrs. Parker dicho distant. “Dale’s expecting us” And just like that they left Beth in the hands of Agnes.
Upset Beth stared at her parents’ back as they walked away. Agnes smiled maliciously as she saw tears in Beth’s eyes.
“Oh, poor, poor Betty”...
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Ryan sat in his car, unsure what to do. If his partner was a two-faced liar, he couldn’t involve her any further into the case. But if she wasn’t, he wouldn’t only have to make things right with her, he would also have to apologize to Mike.
“Damn it!” he cursed and bashed the steering wheel. He stared through the windshield for a couple minutos and then produced his phone from his inside pocket. He pressed speed dial and waited.
“Ryan? Where are you? They say Joe’s dead. It’s all over the news” Claire ranted.
“I’m at the John Hopkins Hospital” Ryan answered Claire’s first...
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When Mr. and Mrs. Parker walked to their car Ryan turned around. He was going to suggest Mike to drive to the hospital together. But to his surprise Mike was already gone. He frowned, but decided to talk to Mike when they were in the hospital.
Mike arrived shortly after Deb’s parents, who seemed to be slightly annoyed to be accompanied por the police.
“What are tu doing here?” Mr. Parker asked hostile, blocking the entrance.
“Deb is my partner. I want to see how she’s doing” Mike replied honest, but cold.
“We appreciate your concern” Mrs. Parker said. “but we’ll take it from...
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Mike shook his head bewildered. “What do tu mean, he’s dead? I mean, how? Did tu shoot him?”
“I didn’t kill him!” Ryan suddenly became all defensive. “It was a car. He was getting to his car apparently and someone ran him over”
“Are they still here?” Mike asked, moving to the exit.
“Yeah, I think they had to be here” Ryan replied, but Mike no longer listened. He ran outside and Ryan followed him. “It’s them” he said, pointing at two older people. They walked to them and the woman automatically sought support with her husband.
“Good evening, sir, ma’am” Mike...
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Though scared to death Abigail tried to stick to the maximum speed as she drove the highway. She didn’t say a word and Debra was smart enough not to speak, either.
She stopped behind a car, waiting for the red traffic light to jump on green. She checked her rear view mirror and recognized the police car a few meters behind her.
Just stay calm. Don’t give them any reason to stop you, Abigail thought to herself.
The light turned green and the car before her moved forward. Abigail clenched the steering wheel and held her feet right above the accelerator pedal, ready to push it all the way...
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Agnes stood in front of Wayne and Abigail’s house, her hand pressed against her mouth and tears rolling down her cheeks.
“I can’t believe this is happening” she sobbed, while shaking her head as if denying it would change anything.
“We’ll find her” a female cop assured her. “So, tu say tu found him like this?”
Agnes nodded. “The hospital told me these people took my cousin with them. So, I went here to ask them to give her back to me, so I could bring her back to her family, where she belongs”
She paused to blow her nose with the handkerchief the cop had offered her....
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Debra held her breath as she heard Agnes leave the room. Then she let her breathe slowly escape. She tried to pull herself up, but her hands were sweaty and her arms ached from tiredness.
“Abigail!”
Abigail looked up as she heard a girly voice call her. She turned to the window.
“Abigail, please, I can’t hold it much longer!”
Still shaking from her encounter with Agnes Abigail stood and walked to the window. She looked down and was shocked to see Debra clinging onto the roof gutter.
She reached out her hand, leaning out of the window as far as possible. “Give me your hand! I’ll...
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Abigail turned around and leaned against the door, her chest heaving. Inside the room Debra picked up the plate, stared at the comida and then smashed the plate against the door.
Started Abigail wanted to open the door, but Wayne stopped her. “She’s provoking you. She wants to know how far she can go”
“Then what am I supposed to do?” Abigail asked desperate as she heard the fragments shatter on the floor. “Just ignore her?”
“For now, yes” Wayne replied strict. “Now, come downstairs with me. There’s no reasoning with that girl now”
Her ears pressed against the door, that...
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After dragging the guards dead body inside Emma’s room, Joe bowed over Debra. Blood was running from her belly and her head. Joe turned her on her belly and took her hands. He started dragging her towards the elevator at the end of the hallway, leaving a huge trail of blood.
Around the corner a doctor appeared. Horrified he watched Joe drag Debra and he wanted to interfere when someone stabbed him in the back.
“You need help with that?” Emma suggested when the doctor had hit the floor. She walked towards them and relieved Joe of one arm. Together they reached the elevator and Joe pressed...
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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 tu a question. What was your gun doing at the cocina table? Why didn’t tu 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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