Novel & Cerita It's Not Your Fault The Loud House Part 2

She smiled brightly and said, “Mommy, where are you staying?” Her mother smiled brightly and replied, “Since Donald chased me out of my house, I went to my parents’ house. However, the house was vandalized by the thugs. The property inspector advised me to demolish the house because there was a problem with the structure and foundation of the house. However, I didn’t have enough money to fix the house. I built a two-room house for the time being.” It was the first time Bella heard her mother mentioning her parents. Did she abandon her parents because she was married to a wealthy man?

The group chat went wild instantly. Unit 502 wrote in. [@Unit 202 Have you completely lost your mind? Are you trying to scam money out of other tenants now?] Unit 902 chimed in. [Since there are security cameras, check the footage. If that's not available, call property management. Why are you acting crazy in the group chat? @Unit 202] Right after that, Shirley spammed several sixty-second voice messages. I didn't even need to play them to know they were probably packed with profanity and screeching.

- The tallest man among them spoke loudly. After that, they rushed use in with baseball bat tools, and big hammers, and began to smash my house. The constant sound of collapse made me panic and fear, and I rushed to stop them. “Stop it now! Stop, don't smash my house! Get out of here! Get out of here! Get out of here!” - I scream like a lunatic but every time I rush in to stop them, someone pulls me out, one of them holds on to me no matter how I scream or cry they still don't stop.

I knock again…still no response. I kept knocking until she finally answered “Who is it? She said with an unusual shaky voice “It’s Luther,can we talk…please?” “No, I have nothing to say to you “ “Wait, no Violet listen to me, I know you think everything that happened was your fault , and I just want you to know it’s not your fault, and that you don’t have to punish yourself by pushing everyone away, you aren’t alone I’m here for you…Violet, I-I love you “.she doesn’t say anything “Please, say something “

Before he could finish his sentence, a loud, sharp screech echoed from the lower floor of the mansion, bouncing off the high ceilings and vibrating through the heavy wooden door. It was a woman’s voice, raw, shrieking, and full of chaotic rage, followed by the heavy thud of security boots on marble. Elias groaned aloud, rubbing his temples as his expression twisted into annoyance. "Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath. "He actually removed the tape from her mouth. Why was he dumb enough to do that inside my house?"

What was funny? “Can you hear the sounds?? the sounds coming out of your apartment. The music, the volume, the- “Sex?” he suggested, smiling. “You mean the sex?” “The sex, yes.” I confirmed, straightening out. Glaring. “Can you hear it? Hear how loud it is right now.” “Oh, it’s disturbing you?” “Yes!” I let out vibrantly, exasperated out of my mind. “It is disturbing me. As a matter of fact it’s all I can hear in my apartment! I can’t even hear my own self.”

Not infrequently some of the other drivers seemed annoyed by Ed Shane's treatment of reckless driving. Until finally now the car is back in its original place. The white shoes worn by the man stepped on the grass in front of the old house where he now lives. His hand closed the car door by slamming it creating a sound that was quite loud. Inside the room, Gladwin, who was enjoying the television broadcast that was showing the podcast program, looked ahead. He found Ed Shane who walked quickly into the house. Moments later there was also the sound of a house door opening and closing loudly, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching where Gladwin was.

It went flying across the cold yard and hit the thick red brick wall of the main house. BOOM! The sound was so big that the whole ground shook like a giant earthquake. Red bricks broke into small pieces. White snow and dark dust flew high into the cold night air. The heavy metal bumper of the truck smashed right through the thick wall, stopping inside the side storage room of the mansion. Up on the second floor, inside the quiet locked room, Lyra was standing near the edge of the soft bed. When the loud BOOM hit the house, the floor under her feet shivered hard. The small glass lamp on the side table fell over and broke on the floor.

are only for non-Russians here. _ The WOMAN was worried and said to Bonnie "The T.V. is broken, it hasn't been working for 6 years. It plays, but it's super loud, it's stuck on 100. We can't use it, because of that, I kept the cords to plug it in the shelf." _ DONALD yelled "Bonnie, no T.V.! It's too loud and will attract monsters like the ones that killed mommy! Remember?!" _ The Woman yelled back at Donald to "Shut up, you'll attract officials." Since loud sounds would attract them more easily.

Enough to make everyone's blood run cold. The warmth disappeared. The sadness disappeared. Everything human disappeared. Then from the other side of the door came a low chuckle. A chuckle that didn't belong to Thomas's father. A chuckle that didn't belong to anyone. Then: "Smart child." The puppies went insane. Barking. Snarling. Throwing themselves toward the door. Cookie barking louder than all of them. Then suddenly— BOOM! Something slammed against the house. The walls shook violently. Glass shattered upstairs.