the beekeeper.

juliette.

"aren't you scared?"
those were your first words.
you wanted to do as zack told you,
but you never could be frightening.
you were sweet despite your jump scares.

i remember how we met.
i was walking into my room and you were crouched on my desk,
just waiting for me to apear.
you stared at the door and when i opened it i jolted,
but something about you made me not afraid.
"aren't you scared?"
"no."
"damn."
it was a long one.
usually they only last seconds,
but you stayed for a while.
"you don't really want to scare me, do you?"
"no."
"do you have a name?"
"no."
"i'll call you juliette."
"i like that."
then you vanished.

juliette,
you were a nice guy.
you and saul were such a dynamic duo.
both of you didn't want to attack me
but he put you up to it.
saul never bought it.
you tried to appease him, but you failed.
you became my friend.
that was your mistake.

please tell me he didn't kill you, too.