Forever and for always

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Chapter 19  

A few hours after she’d drop to sleep in my arms, her mother came home. She was shocked to find me in Juliet’s room. She knew that Juliet hadn’t wanted me to come close to her, so seeing us cuddling in bed took her by surprise.

I slipped out of the bed, being careful not to wake Juliet. I followed her mother down the stairs, so we could talk.

“So is she better, she’s finally let you come close, does that mean I get my daughter back?” her voice broke went she spoke.

I shook my head. “It’s worse than we thought. She hiding away in herself because she doesn’t want to feel pain. She said, she has to let the other Juliet takeover, that the other Juliet will take care of her, she will never let her feel pain.”

Mrs Daniels, looked confused. “What? What other Juliet?” She was crying now. “What has he done to my baby? And why can’t the police find him?”

I held her as she cried and I cried with her. All the memories of what Juliet told me finally taking hold and I cried like a baby. I’ve cried before when Juliet was first kidnapped, but this was different. This was everything I kept pent up, finally breaking down that wall I put up to help me deal.

So I cried like a girl. “He broke her. He broke my Juliet.” 

How could Dillon do something so vile to her? Who would ever want to hurt Juliet? The weeks that she had been gone, I felt like my heart was missing. I missed seeing her beautiful smile and hearing her summer sweet voice.

I missed holding her in my arms and feeling her body next to mine. Just the thought of Dillon touching her, violating her, made me mad. I wanted to kill him painfully and slow. He needs to hurt, for all the pain he caused Juliet. 

After a while, I finally pulled myself together. I backed away from Mrs Daniels, grabbing my coat. I told her there was something I had to deal with and that I’d be back in a few hours. I took my phone out and send a text, slipping it back into my back pocket. I grabbed my key and headed out the door.

I saw Amy’s black Sudan, parked by the entrance to the cemetery. I grabbed what I needed from the glove compartment, putting in wait band, got out of the car and walked to her. She saw me and smiled. It took everything in me not to kill her right where she stood.

When I got closer to her, she spoke. “I got your message. Why did you want to meet here?”

I step closer to her, our lips almost touching. Her breath hitched when I spoke.

“There’s something I want to show you. Something only you will understand.”

She sighed smiling. I stepped back and intertwined our hands. She leaned into me as we walked, claiming to be afraid.

“How’s Juliet doing?”

Just the mere mention of Juliet’s name on her lips made me angry. I was fighting everything in me to keep that anger at bay. I steeled my emotions and answered.

“She’s doing ok, still not talking about what happened, or she doesn’t remember, we don’t really know. She’s not afraid of me anymore, so that’s a good thing.”

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