Arlene and JeffChapter 222
There was a loud scraping sound as Angel put all her strength into sliding the dresser back, then another sound as she jerked the chair from under the knob. The door swung wide and she stood staring at her parents, well as much of a stare as she was capable of with one eye swelled closed. "Shit!" Fred said under his breath. "Dad? Mom?" Angel said, hesitantly. "You look..." "It's us, Baby," Brenda said, her voice shaking with emotion. "Mom! Dad!" she sobbed out as she slammed...