A/N: THIS IS FOR JAMES55, ENJOY...
-Courtney-
I woke up the tiếp theo day, feeling like crap.
I hadn't slept at all. I just kept tossing and turning having a numerous amount of nightmares.
The same sentence from that night my sister went to that party kept playing over and over in my mind.
"Your boyfriend... raped me"
Why? Why had he done it? Why had he lied to me the tiếp theo day? Why didn't he try to stop me from breaking up with him?
Woah, woah, woah, where did that last câu hỏi come from?
"Courtney, its time for breakfast" my mother called up the stairs.
I quickly changed from my pyjama's into my three quarter length white blouse, grey woolen vest hàng đầu, đầu trang and ôliu, ô liu capri's.
I raced down the stairs to be met with the smell of pancakes.
"What's the special occasion?" I asked hotly.
"No special occasion" my father shook his head.
"Just thought you'd like a treat" my mother smiled, a little too widely for my comfort.
"Well, alright then" I wolfed down my bánh xèo, bánh kếp and got ready to go out.
-Courtney-
I woke up the tiếp theo day, feeling like crap.
I hadn't slept at all. I just kept tossing and turning having a numerous amount of nightmares.
The same sentence from that night my sister went to that party kept playing over and over in my mind.
"Your boyfriend... raped me"
Why? Why had he done it? Why had he lied to me the tiếp theo day? Why didn't he try to stop me from breaking up with him?
Woah, woah, woah, where did that last câu hỏi come from?
"Courtney, its time for breakfast" my mother called up the stairs.
I quickly changed from my pyjama's into my three quarter length white blouse, grey woolen vest hàng đầu, đầu trang and ôliu, ô liu capri's.
I raced down the stairs to be met with the smell of pancakes.
"What's the special occasion?" I asked hotly.
"No special occasion" my father shook his head.
"Just thought you'd like a treat" my mother smiled, a little too widely for my comfort.
"Well, alright then" I wolfed down my bánh xèo, bánh kếp and got ready to go out.
Duncan's POV
We had arrived at my house, and Courtney left with tears in her eyes.
I called on of my best buddys, and waited for him to answer his cellphone.
RING. . .
RING. . .
RING. . .
"Hey it's _____" he finaly answered.
"Hey dude it's Duncan"
"Hey dude, what's up?"
"Nothing special, wanna go with me to Calefornia tiếp theo weekend?"
"I would tình yêu to, but i can't!"
"Why?"
"I'm gonna hang out with my brother, nothing special."
"Why can't bạn just say bạn can't?"
"Sorry, i just can't! I gotta go, see ya!"
And then he hung up. . .
We had arrived at my house, and Courtney left with tears in her eyes.
I called on of my best buddys, and waited for him to answer his cellphone.
RING. . .
RING. . .
RING. . .
"Hey it's _____" he finaly answered.
"Hey dude it's Duncan"
"Hey dude, what's up?"
"Nothing special, wanna go with me to Calefornia tiếp theo weekend?"
"I would tình yêu to, but i can't!"
"Why?"
"I'm gonna hang out with my brother, nothing special."
"Why can't bạn just say bạn can't?"
"Sorry, i just can't! I gotta go, see ya!"
And then he hung up. . .
(TDI, TDA and TDWT never happened)
I was toppled over bởi scrapbooks, ribbons, huy chương and a big canvas bag when I opened the closet door. What really caught my eye was the huge canvas sack that almost pulverized my leg. I wrenched myself out and pulled the bag over to my bed. I dug out my little sister's, Cookie's (her real name is Charlise), little plastic "Sheriff" badge and giggled. I placed it down and pulled out an unopened letter that I never have seen before. I opened and read it:
Dear Miss Courtney Langerak,
Thank bạn for help saving our ranch from MorcuCorp! We really appreciate your concern for all of the ngựa and the ranch. bạn are welcome to come here anytime!
From,
Vickie
Barry
Duncan
and the rest of Carousel Ranch!
I ran my fingers over the printed words, especially Duncan's. There was a picture in the envelope of me and Duncan. I now remember how we helped Carousel Ranch like it was yesterday...
I was toppled over bởi scrapbooks, ribbons, huy chương and a big canvas bag when I opened the closet door. What really caught my eye was the huge canvas sack that almost pulverized my leg. I wrenched myself out and pulled the bag over to my bed. I dug out my little sister's, Cookie's (her real name is Charlise), little plastic "Sheriff" badge and giggled. I placed it down and pulled out an unopened letter that I never have seen before. I opened and read it:
Dear Miss Courtney Langerak,
Thank bạn for help saving our ranch from MorcuCorp! We really appreciate your concern for all of the ngựa and the ranch. bạn are welcome to come here anytime!
From,
Vickie
Barry
Duncan
and the rest of Carousel Ranch!
I ran my fingers over the printed words, especially Duncan's. There was a picture in the envelope of me and Duncan. I now remember how we helped Carousel Ranch like it was yesterday...
