"You can’t make her! She gets to choose, you said that in the document!", I yelled at Mr. Silver. He was standing out on the porch. I was mad as hell at him for what he had made me tell Preston. He got up and slammed his coffee cup on the little table. It was early in the afternoon. "She’s my daughter and I can do whatever I want. She has to obey me!", he yelled back. Preston and Asher were gone to the Daycare down the road. She wanted to have the weekends free so she could work and spend time alone. She had not been to work for at least a month. She wanted to get money to buy Asher a new crib. It was only two weeks away from her birthday now. "Please, she doesn’t want to marry Matt. She wants me. Matt doesn’t care for Asher, I do. Matt …show more content…
Silver said. He took a sip of his coffee and sat down on the bench. I threw myself beside him. "PLEASE!! I love Preston with all of my heart. We have been best friends for years, ever since she was born! If you take her away from me, I would lose the only thing I’ve got. Please Mr. Silver, I want to marry your daughter. Please, I ask for your daughters hand in marriage" I was on my knees in front of him. It scared me when Mr. Silver got up and put his coffee down. He pulled me up with one arm and held me tight in front of him. He was strong for a man of his age. "You mean that son? Do you, want my daughters hand in marriage? Do you promise on your life to take good care of her and the baby?" He was looking me in the eyes. He let go of me and put his hands in his pockets. I got my balance and said, "Yes sir. I want to take care of Preston and Asher. I want to support them and love them, be a great father and husband" Mr. Silver looked at me shocked. He turned to face me and say something but I quickly fixed my …show more content…
I’ll go out here and handle this hot air ass outside" I helped Preston up and got a piece of cloth, wrapped it around her wrist, and took her downstairs. We walked out onto the porch. Before I could move out the way, Matt through a slugger at me. I fell onto the porch. My ears were ringing like old telephones and my lip was pulsing and hot with blood. I laid there a while before I ever heard Mr. Silver yelling at Matt. He was out in the yard now. I rolled over on my back. My knuckles were bleeding from where they had hit first, trying to catch my body. I still couldn’t hear out of my left ear. It was ringing like crazy, my lip was hot and swollen, and I was in pain all over. Preston was beside me wiping my knuckles and lip off. She had some how ripped a piece of the cloth off the piece on her wrist. She had probably ripped it off by all the anger in her. She was red in the face and she had a very angered expression. She ripped the piece in half again with one swipe. She rapped the two pieced around my knuckles. She helped me up and wiped the blood from my lip. She sat me down in the swing and strutted out to
When Kate comes around Jenny feels as if Kate is her master and she has to listen to whatever she is told to do. Jenny did not want to hurt Kate’s feeling by not letting her in, this is exactly what Kate told Jenny, “Don’t be such a baby,” (Cabot, 33). Then after Kate responded to Jenny like that she pushed her out the way and just walked in, but at the same time Jenny said, “ I didn’t want to mess up my first babysitting job ever,” (Cabot, 33). This showed that Kate wants Jenny to stop acting so uptight and just loosen a bit. But Jenny knows that there will be consequences if she obeys what she was supposed to do. Jenny had let her guard down by staying quiet and letting Kate just push her out the way.
“I met her before I married you. Our marriage was determined by our parents I was going to marry her, but my parents disagreed, they forced me to marry you.”
“This man betrayed me and you're defending him. !” I looked at Candy and mouthed the words no. I turned around and made it to the trail. I went past Lennie’s grave. I touched the cross and whispered in the wind.
uneasy and he looks at the twins and says "We had to have them in the
“`Then I wish I wasn’t your daughter. I wish you weren’t my mother,’ I shouted.”
I tightened my jaw, and looked at Sohrab. I started, and chose my words carefully, "See Sohrab…Your father was always there for me when I needed him. I wasn't there when he needed me most, even though I could have helped him."
“Seanmhair, you must have been rather young when all this happened? Did you ever think about remarrying?” Aileana asked.
"I could get rid of her so we could be married and live happily ever after. Just you me and our little boy. Don’t that sound wonderful Tommy darling? She asks dreamily.
My eyes fly open, vision blurry, head aching. I am staring at the ceiling. Why am I lying on the floor? My left hand crosses in front of my eyes on its way to my throbbing temple. Blood.
I carefully pulled the bottom cabinet door closed, and with my bowl in my hand, I jumped. I did not make it to the floor. My feet were oddly dangling and did not touch the floor. I had a sharp pain in the left side of my butt. The cabinet handle had gotten pushed through the bottom of my butt cheek. I called for my mother’s help and she told me to hold on for a second. She was still in the bathroom and thought a bee stung me. I put my hands on top of the counter and lifted and away from the cabinet. I ran as fast as I could towards the bathroom with a trail of bright red blood behind me.
No," Jake answered, maintaining a poker face. The attorney looked at me with a cocky smile before returning her gaze towards Jake. I took a long deep breath trying to make myself ready for her next question that I was certain she was going to ask. "Agent Parker, is it true that you had a further relationship with Miss Lawrence, a love affair, maybe?
“And you always had that penchant for being a heartless bastard. We knew if we weren’t careful you’d come after us. I knew you could want us dead. Your thing was always control; as long as the puppets danced in tune, you were happy. I should’ve known, that I made a mistake thinking you wouldn’t kill your own son. You never liked me, you respected me, sure, because I’ve got a gun on you right now, and how many women in the world can say they bested Silver Star? But your own son? That’s a level of if-I-can’t-play-with-my-toys-no-one-can you should really get diagnosed.” She watched him eyeing her, even now trying to predict her movements so he could manipulate
“Ashley are you ok” I said quickly trying to hide somewhere safe. I ended up hiding behind a tipped over desk with papers and folders
“I suppose that I have never properly thanked you for saving my life. I am sorry for that. I was not sure then that I wished it saved.”
OUCH! My leg crippled with pain. I tried to shuffle my way to the window, but it was excruciating. As my senses kicked back in, I felt pains shooting up and down my body. Peering down at my hands I screamed. My hands were covered in cold, congealed blood.