“What was it?” Meg asked sharp, forcing Cas to look at her sejak grabbing his shoulders. “What did Heather give you? If it’s something dangerous…You know medicine can kill you, don’t you? If anda take too much of it”
Cas freed himself and turned around. “Yes, I know that. I am not stupid” he snapped, while he rubbed his fingers. “I don’t know what Heather gave me. All I know is that the pain is gone and isn’t that exactly what we wanted?”
“Well, if anda don’t know then I guess I’ll have to ask someone who does” Meg replied cold. She turned around and wanted to leave the dapur when Cas gripped her arm.
“No, wait” he berkata quickly. “There was a syringe. She injected me with something”
“With what?” Meg asked, getting angry now. She hated Cas for being so secretive to her.
“I don’t know!” Cas exclaimed. He hated Meg for not believing him. Right after that he grabbed his head and groaned.
“What’s the matter?” Meg frowned.
“The pain. It’s back” Cas explained moaning. He looked up at Meg. “You have to call Heather and tell her to come as soon as possible”
Meg stared at Cas for a full minute, then slowly shook her head. “No” she replied softly and she staggered backwards. “I am not calling Heather. Not until I know what the hell she gave you” she ended, sounding a little terrified.
“What?” Cas said. “You can’t do this. I’m dying here. anda have to call her”
Meg shook her head again, heavy this time. She ran out of the kitchen, grabbed her dompet, beg tangan and keys on her way to the front door and rushed outside.
Cas tried to open the door, but found it locked. “Meg! Open the door! Open the door now!” he shouted, banging on the door. “Let me out of here! Meg, when anda come back, I swear I will kill you!” he yelled, as he kept banging the door.
Cas freed himself and turned around. “Yes, I know that. I am not stupid” he snapped, while he rubbed his fingers. “I don’t know what Heather gave me. All I know is that the pain is gone and isn’t that exactly what we wanted?”
“Well, if anda don’t know then I guess I’ll have to ask someone who does” Meg replied cold. She turned around and wanted to leave the dapur when Cas gripped her arm.
“No, wait” he berkata quickly. “There was a syringe. She injected me with something”
“With what?” Meg asked, getting angry now. She hated Cas for being so secretive to her.
“I don’t know!” Cas exclaimed. He hated Meg for not believing him. Right after that he grabbed his head and groaned.
“What’s the matter?” Meg frowned.
“The pain. It’s back” Cas explained moaning. He looked up at Meg. “You have to call Heather and tell her to come as soon as possible”
Meg stared at Cas for a full minute, then slowly shook her head. “No” she replied softly and she staggered backwards. “I am not calling Heather. Not until I know what the hell she gave you” she ended, sounding a little terrified.
“What?” Cas said. “You can’t do this. I’m dying here. anda have to call her”
Meg shook her head again, heavy this time. She ran out of the kitchen, grabbed her dompet, beg tangan and keys on her way to the front door and rushed outside.
Cas tried to open the door, but found it locked. “Meg! Open the door! Open the door now!” he shouted, banging on the door. “Let me out of here! Meg, when anda come back, I swear I will kill you!” he yelled, as he kept banging the door.
In zijn nieuwe memoires vertelt de voormalige Backstreet Boys-zanger Nick Carter dat hij nog steeds moet leven met de gevolgen van zijn vroeger drugs- en alcoholgebruik. "Ik heb er een depressie aan overgehouden", getuigt hij. Voor Carter is het alweer zes jaar geleden sinds zijn laatste drugs- en drankuitspatting. In zijn nieuwste autobiografie "Facing the Muzik and Living to Talk about It" beschrijft hij cangkul, hoe hij op één nacht een dosis xtc, cocaïne en vodka achterover sloeg. In het Amerikaanse magazine Touch vertelt hij dat hij er spijt van heeft. "Dit had ik nooit moeten doen. Die drugs hebben iets kapot gemaakt in mijn hersenen, sindsdien heb ik last van depressie." De zanger laat ook weten dat hij achteraf gezien beter geen relatie had kunnen beginnen met Paris Hilton. "Toen ik met haar samen was, deden we niets anders als feesten." (Belga / Belga)
Katherine was sitting on a chair. A row of small stakes pinched each arm to the arm-rests and a special kind of muzzle kept her mouth shut. The muzzle also had stakes, smaller than the arm stakes, and they pierced through Katherine’s jaws. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience” Veronica berkata demeaning. “Actually, I’m not. anda had this coming. anda broke in here, anda threatened me” She took a chair and put it down in front of Katherine. “Such a pity Derek chose the wrong side. If he hadn’t Damon Salvatore would be sitting seterusnya to you”
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, lebih to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have anda to have fun with” and she fired.
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, lebih to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have anda to have fun with” and she fired.