Chapter two: Depression occurs
Michael, Claudia Joy, and Emmalin had been driving in their car for about thirty minutes ago. Emmalin had been listening to her ipod while she has to hear the tortures of her parents singing.
"On the road again….." Michael and Claudia Joy sang.
"MOM! DAD! Do you really have to sing? We're what? Ten minutes away from the campground?" Emmalin said irritated. Michael and Claudia Joy smiled at each other.
"for your information sweet pea, it's suppose to be a FAMILY vacation. Now, you could put that….thing you have in your ear's and sing with us for the next five minutes." Michael said while driving the car.
Emmalin huffed.
"And what if I don't?" She said deter mainly.
"Then, what do you say we sing louder?" Michael suggested to his wife.
"FINE!" Emmalin gave up the fight and she had put away her ipod and started to sing with her annoying parents.
"TREVOR!" Roxy yelled from the kitchen, Trevor had rushed down stairs to meet his wife half way.
"Yes Roxy? What's wrong?" Trevor asked, hugging her.
"Nothing, I'm just telling you that I'm going to the hump bar, we do need some extra cash around here, then I'm taking T.J to buy a new shoe, since your mutt ruined his." Roxy said. Trevor simply smiled at her.
"Don't worry Rox, I'll take T.J shopping….since you said it was my dog in the first place." Trevor recommended. Roxy kissed him.
"thanks sweet heart. And while your out…maybe you can pick up a few things for me. Here's the list. Love you hun," Roxy said and handed him a list of things to do on a yellow sheet of notebook paper. She kissed him again and left him looking a little dumbstruck.
"Yeah! Love you to Rox." Trevor called back.
'oh boy…this is going to be a long day.' Trevor mentally said to him self.
Denise was still in the bathroom crying her eye's out. She had a knife in her hand and her whole body were shaking tremendously.
"ARGGGGGG! I CAN'T DO THIS ANY MORE!" Denise cried out, as she began cutting her arm, drawing blood that is now streaming down into the blue rug.
"I can't take the pain anymore! oh Frank….I'm so sorry…." Denise cried and she continued cutting her self on the arm.
Roland had been talking to Frank about the divorce. He was really worried for Denise, since he was, he decided to go check up on her. Once he had put his papers nicely inside of his desk, he had grabbed his car key's and drove off to give Denise a little visit.
When he arrived at the house, he noticed her vehicle was parked in the drive way, he pulled in behind it. Roland had gotten out of the car and walked towards the front door. Once he was in front of the door, he started to knock on it. no answer.
"Denise! Open up! I want to see if your okay." Roland shouted as he continued knocking on the front door. He decided to stop for a moment to call Frank.
Frank was inside his office when Roland had called him.
"Hello?" Frank said.
"Frank, I need you come home, I think Denise is in trouble, she wont answer the front door." Roland said. Frank shrugged.
"Not my problem." Frank spat back.
"It is Frank! She could be seriously hurt. Or worse, dead….I need you to come open the door." Roland commanded.
"Fine….I'll be there in a few minutes." Frank said and both hung up the phone.
Pamela was sitting at the bar of the hump bar once more, talking to Roxy.
"Hey, how are you?" Roxy asked cleaning glasses.
"I'm….fine, I got some good news." Pamela said. Roxy smiled.
"What is it? tell me!" Roxy said excited.
"I got the job in the police force." Pamela spat out.
"Oh! That's wonderful Pamela! Really happy for you." Roxy said smiling, she put the glass down and the rag as she went around the counter and gave Pamela a hug.
"When do you start?" Roxy asked.
"I start tomorrow." Pamela said.
"Hey! Waitress….can you stop your blabbering and bring me my beer?" a customer yelled.
"I'm coming! Just hold your horses, hey, I have to talk to you later. Before I start a fight." Roxy said.
"Alright, I'll see you later." Pamela said as she got up from her seat and left the bar.
Frank had arrived at his house and saw Roland sitting on the porch.
"hey…" Roland said. Frank had gotten the key's out of his pocket and opened the door.
"she's fine Roland. Your just a little paranoid." Frank said as he entered the house.
"I don't know Frank….I just have this feeling." Roland said.
"DEE! Denise! You in here?" Frank yelled for her. As if on Q, they both heard a thump coming from the upstairs bathroom. Frank and Roland stared at each other and started to rush up to the bath room.
A/N Cliffy! Haha….love those things….stay tuned on what happens next. Please review too. Lets make it seven…..