Twd Beth Dies Novels & Stories

He then asked, "Wait... what are you doing here?" "Its my dad's birthday today," Ashleigh stated. "I was cleaning his tombstone as I do every year on his brithday and date of death." She looked at the grass beneath her as she went on, "We used to go to Aunt Maria's all the time. So I couldn't handle being there today. So I'm sorry."

“Time of death 11:59pm,”The old doctor gulped loudly as he started those.“No!” A young girl barged into the ER, she didn't mind that she was covered in blood and dirt. “She’s not dead, try again.”“I’m sorry there’s nothing we can do your friend was….” “No..no you’re a doctor, it’s your job to save people so save her.” Her words were firm just as her hold on the doctor’s arm.The old man took a deep breath before going to continue. “time of death 11:59pm…”“Liar Tessy can’t die,” she limped to her friends side. “You’re not dead, you can’t die.”“Bethany,” a voice, deep, a little raspy called out to her. “She’s gone let the doctors do their job.”Bethany looked at her brother Caleb with resentment

I thought what happened was real, I thought I was dead, I thought. I cried in Joseph's chest. "Honey, don't worry. No one will hurt you anymore, no one will hurt you anymore because Aunt Beth is gone." I stopped crying and faced Joseph again. "Huh? What's gone?" "He's gone, he tried to enter Tito Joel's house. He didn't know there was a guard at Tito's house, he thought we were the only ones with a guard so he had the courage to enter Tito's house. There was a shootout there and he was killed Aunt Beth of the police. She's loved no more, no villain in our lives."

Wade Thornton did not notice the keen look on the Captain's face as he went on, “Now turns out, the woman went and committed suicide.” Ehtan Davis did not believe in coincidences. And this was dangerously close to being one, he thought grimly. * Beth stared at the phone, puzzled. It was not a number she recognised. “Hello?” she asked tentatively, and then, she sat like a stone statue, the phone clattering to the carpeted ground as she began to scream, startling the other people in the room. * Captain Davis followed the Texan into the sad little apartment on the seventh floor, a small, dingy apartment block that smelt of boiled cabbage and used diapers..

she said before storming out of the room. Ryan tossed her phone in his drawer, he couldn’t think, he couldn’t plan what he would do about the war. He wanted to go and see what Beth was doing if she had fallen asleep. He walked up the stairs and opened the door, the lights were on and she wasn’t in bed. “Beth?” Ryan called, but she didn’t answer. She wasn’t in the shower and the patio doors were open. “Why are you out here it’s cold?” “Because I want to die.” She said without looking at him.

She looked at Beth. "He's been trying and you can testify to that." "What I don't get is, why are you pushing him away?" Marcella asked. Beth's eyes travelled from face to face and their eyes were all trained on her face, waiting for an answer. Sighing heavily, she averted her eyes and looked heavenward. After a few moments of silence, she admitted, "Because he is Brandon Wade." "He has always been Brandon Wade," Sherlie reminded softly. Beth inhaled deeply and let it out slowly, feeling her chest expand and contract from the action.

The fact that there was no alarm in her tone or body language, confirmed some of Wade’s suspicions. “As a matter of fact, I am,” Wade responded, unmoved. “Maybe you can help me out here, Beth. Who’s the sleeping beauty?” He added and pointed at Boris on the ground. Bethany was in no mood for humor but neither was Wade. He had smelled something fishy but now he realized that it had all gone to hell. “You’re not supposed to be here, officer,” Bethany said in a threatening tone. Wade scoffed.

Conrad looked at the photo on the tombstone icily and held her waist. “No, let’s go home.” Fia didn’t force it and was about to leave with Conrad. Suddenly, Beth, who was held by a few people, ran over with a knife in her hand. She screamed, “Die with Esme!” The knife didn’t touch Fia at all as Conrad easily knocked it out of her hand. Just as they were screaming and yelling, he grabbed Beth by the throat. Conrad’s amber eyes were frozen cold, and his voice was like winter’s breath. “You have a death wish, don't you?!”

Both Sergio and Maria were buried next to each other. "They were really great together, it's a shame that they only got a short time to be together," Richard said sadly, wiping his damp eyes. Miguel and I laid our bouquets down and I closed my eyes to say a prayer. Miguel's eyes were watering as he knelt down and closed his eyes. I placed my hand on his shoulder and squeezed lightly as I cursed the fate bitches in my mind

It’s something I took for granted so many times before. I push the front door open, the familiar creak echoing in the quiet apartment. My heart pounds as I step inside, the weight of everything that happened still clinging to me. Beth is in the sitting room. When she sees me, she stands up. She looks sad, and I want to ask her what’s wrong, but then imagine that she’s probably sad because of Thomas. “I’m so sorry for your loss, Miss Bardwell,” she claims. “He was such a nice man.”