For Better Or Worse Chapter 23"Woody!" Jessie screamed as she ran for him. Lotso immediately turned and saw her. She stopped in her tracks. "Well, what have we here?" Lotso asked with a smile. He cocked the rifle. "Aw, come on, little lady. There's nothin' to be scared of." Woody freed his wrists and elbowed Twitch then punched Chunk. Once he was free he ran for Lotso. "So yer the one who shot at me, huh?" Lotso asked as he raised the rifle. He had a perfect aim, right between the eyes. His finger began to squeeze the trigger... Woody tackled him before he could release the shot and the rifle was tossed. Jessie ran for them as Chunk and Twitch slowly
For Better Or Worse Chapter 22Woody slowly opened his eyes, then quickly shut them again before his captors knew he was awake. He wanted to register what was happening. He was on the ground, and his hands were tied. His head...his head hurt, and his side... Okay, so, other than that, no other injuries are apparent. Good. Now, how to proceed... He opened his eyes again. He could clearly see the moon shining in the sky...so he hadn't been out that long. "Well, welcome back sleepin' beauty!" Chunk shouted when he saw Woody open his eyes. "Excellent! Nice of you to join us, Sheriff." Lotso said as he stood above Woody. "Go to hell..." Woody managed throu
For Better Or Worse Chapter 21Jessie lay crying in bed that night. Her heart hurt. She could feel it tearing and ripping. It was actually breaking. Woody was never going to forgiver her. She would never be back in his arms. It was going to break in two. Her heart. She knew it was going to rip apart any moment now. What would happen then? Would she die? No. She wouldn't die. That would be too quick, life wouldn't let her off the hook that easily. Maybe she would just stop feeling. She wouldn't feel the pain anymore. But did she want to? If she stopped hurting...what would that mean? That she'd given up? That she'd accepted that Woody would never love
For Better Or Worse Chapter 20Woody sighed at his desk. The papers on it were overflowing. He'd been sitting here for hours, and was no closer to figuring out who had killed the mayor. He had talked to the new mayor "Sol" about some of his suspicions. The man wasn't very talkative about this matter. He never said anything damning. Woody sat back in his chair and rubbed his forehead. He couldn't arrest the man on a suspicion. "I guess I should get some sleep...maybe I'll think clearer after forty winks." He said to himself as he stood. He shut out the lights, grabbed his hat and coat, and left. He was locking the door when he heard some whispers. "That's od
That scene is soooo adorable!!