When no one opened the door, she went around to a bedroom window and knocked on there. A light came on and she rushed back to the front door. Cleo flung to door opened ready to cuss someone out, but then the cigarette fell out of her mouth as she realized who the person was knocking on her door at three in the morning.
Helping her in on the couch, she ordered her daughter to bring some covers and water. The oldest son was told to get warm some tea and the left over stew in the refrigerator in the microwave. All the while, she kept demanding Nicole to tell her what happened?
"Tired," was all Nicole could say. She hadn't eaten in a month. Her first attempt at eating the cat food had made her throw her and her second attempt had almost killed her. She hadn't tried to eat anything else except some old junk food and candy she had in the book bags around her room. With the leak in the walls, when the rain had come she had managed to drink, but not a lot because the salty water had made her stomach hurt bad.
"I'll call the police," Cleo said going to the phone.
"No. He'll kill me, Cleo. I can't let them know."
"He already has tried to kill you Nicole. Look at you, you're almost skin and bones."
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Love Like This
RomanceAngered that his wife would sleep with his brother, Ethan swore revenge. To his surprise, he becomes involved with the one person his wife never wanted him to get close to...her daughter, Nicole. Once Ethan leaves his wife penniless and then breaks...
