GABRIELLE TERRY's articles

PUT OUT AN A.P.B ON MSBOOBUTTER.  CALL THE COAST GUARD, THE MARINES, DAMN IT THE NAVY SEALS...SOMEBODY GET ON THIS ASAP... I'LL CHECK BACK IN FOR A PROGRESS REPORT!!!

FOR SOME REASON ON THE HOME PAGE MY STORY LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE ELSE'S STORY.  BUT JUST SO YOU ALL KNOW ONCE YOU CLICK INTO IT, THE ACTUAL STORY IS THER... I DON'T KNOW HOW THAT HAPPENED...

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Good Afternoon
First of all this is not Gabbrielle.  I am a close friend who has logged on to inform you that I will be posting the remainder of her story sometime this weekend, or the begining of next week.  Gabbrielle's husband, his best friend, and her Brother were in a terrible accident the last wek in July.  Gabby is still mourning the death of her brother, while trying to care for her husband who was in the hopital 3 weeks. His best friend had a broken arm, and collar bone. 
Please keep her, and her family in your prayers.  As soon as I can get to her laptop I will post the final chapter of the story.
On behalf of Gabby
Thank you.

HEY GUYS  I AM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY.  THIS MORNING SICKNESS IS KICKING MY ASS, AND WHO THE FUCK CALLED  IT MORNING SICKNESS WHEN ITS EVERY HOUR OF THE  FUCKING DAY.  THEN MY HUBBY TOOK ME ON A SURPRISE VACATION.  SORRY TO HAVE LEFT YOU GUYS HANGING.  THE NEXT PART, WHICH IS 20 WILL BE THE END.  IT WILL ANSWER ALL QUESTIONS AND SET YOUR CONFUSIONS STRAIGHT REGARDING, THE BABIES PATERNITY, THE RELATION BETWEEN ANTHONY, BRANDON AND JASON.
 
After leaving Vanessa’s room Brandon went down to his car.  He needs to make a phone call. He dials the last known number he had for Tony.  Immediately he receives an automated message.  “The number you have reached cannot be completed as dialed. Please check the number and dial again.”  He tries over and over, and still the same damn message.
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Brandon had been driving around for what seemed like hours when his phone rang. He immediately snatched it up not looking at the caller id. “Donna”? “It’s Vanessa.” “Vanessa, what’s wrong?” “I need you to come to the River Oaks Memorial as soon as possible.”

Pain gripped his body but he could not move. It felt like he had hot flames burning his arm and chest. He turned his head, the movement alone almost made his breathing stop. That’s when he saw Donna. She was lying on her back. She looked as if she was gasping for air. Jason mustered all the strength he had; he gritted his teeth through the pain. He crawled over to where she was lying.

Donna had spent most of the night in tears. Of course she was angry with Jason, but she was more furious with herself for feeling guilty about Brandon; all the while Jason and Vanessa were getting it in behind her back. For a year he has been lying to her face. She felt stupid. Ever since she and Jason started dating she has been faithful to him. Other than Brandon she has never stepped outside of their relationship, EVER. She has always tried to be the perfect wife. Cooking, cleaning, and making sure the house was taken care of. When it came to sex she was damn near Houdini. Literally bending over backwards to please him. She kept wondering if it was because of the fact she did not tell him about her inability to conceive. Even if he was angry about that, he could have talked to her rather than hop into bed with another woman.

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