|Bird With an Arrow
Author: Literature Freak PM
Juliet awoke at 1 a.m. to a half naked guy knocking at her door. She calls him Everitt and he has amnesia. As Juliet and Everitt discover secrets to his past they find far more sinister things are at work. On-Hiatus until sometime around Christmas.Rated: Fiction T - English - Mystery/Romance - Chapters: 7 - Words: 17,762 - Reviews: 20 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 03-28-11 - Published: 01-25-11 - id: 2885525
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A/N: This is the first thing I ever really written in the hopes of actually finishing it. I haven't really proofread it so sorry if there are any mistakes. I have the first three chapters written but I won't submit them if this one gets bad reviews. I won't be mad if it does get bad reviews because it isn't my most original idea. So please read and review.
Juliet awoke to the sound of her mother calling her to get up. Juliet opened one eye and looked at her clock. It said, 6:45, she had more than enough time. She closed her eye and went back to sleep, for at least 15 more minutes. Juliet hoped that her mom wouldn't call her again. Juliet's hope got crushed. "Juliet Smith! Get Up!"
Juliet awoke with a start. Her eyes flew open. Juliet wasn't happy. "Mom! I have plenty of time! Just let me sleep!" She heard no response, a good sign for her to get 15 more minutes of sleep. She closed her eyes and slowly she slipped back into dreamland. That didn't last for long either.
For the time she was in dreamland Juliet dreamed that she was in a dark room. It was damp and had a faint musty smell to it. She noticed she was strapped to a table, her hands and feet were tied down and her mouth was gagged. She looked around. She noticed there was a guy in the corner of the room. He was tall, looked about 17, and had brown hair that was messed up in a way that she liked. She never saw him before; it caused her mind to want to really know if she ever saw him before. If she never met him, she wanted to. The guy was talking to someone in a long black cloak. The guy seemed liked he wasn't happy and he wanted whatever was going to happen to stop. He looked over at her and mouthed the word "Sorry." Juliet didn't know why he was sorry though. The guy in the cloak walked over to Juliet, she noticed he was holding a long knife. That was when Juliet's mom decided it was time to make her wake up, in any way she wanted to.
Juliet felt the sudden rush of cold water over her body. She awoke and noticed her mom standing there with an empty bucket in her hand. Her mom said, "Time to get up." Juliet stared dumbfounded at her mom while her mom walked out of her room.
Juliet stared at her soaked sheets and decided that her mom was right. It was time to get up. She stepped out her bed and her wet clothes. She walked to her bathroom and grabbed a towel to wrap herself with, and 10 more for her bed. She laid the towels on her bed and tried her best to get rid of the water, already soaked through her sheets. She tried for 10 minutes then decided her mom should handle it. Juliet went to her bathroom to take a shower.
Juliet let the warm water hit her skin for several minutes. She didn't want to do anything today, just lie in her bed and dream. She wanted to discover what was up with that dream she had. It would bother her until she discovered the secret about it, if there was one.
Juliet was concentrating on the dream that she didn't notice her mom knocking at the bathroom door. "Juliet! Are you done yet?! It's 7:45!" Juliet snapped out of her concentration and shut off the water.
She exited the shower and wrapped the towel around her. She didn't clean herself the whole time she was in the shower. That dream just bothered her so much. She decided the best thing to do was to go to school and just concentrate on that for the rest of the day.
She opened the bathroom door and saw her mom standing there. Her mom said, "About time. What were you doing in there?"
"Sorry mom. I was just deep in thought. I had this really weird and scary dream last night. It's just been bothering me, that's all."
"Oh, okay. Your dad and I are going to be gone for the next 2 days. We have a business meeting to go to. So you will be alone for those days. You can either stay her or go to your aunt's whichever you want to do."
"I'll just stay here, I can take care of myself."
"Okay. There is money on the counter for either groceries, or take-out, whatever you prefer."
"Okay, thanks mom. Can you wash my sheets?"
"Yeah, I will, and sorry about that, you weren't getting up."
"I know. Well I need to get ready or else I will be late for school."
Juliet's mom left her room, so Juliet could get ready for school. Juliet rushed around her room looking for something to wear. Finally she found something, half decent, well the real reason to distract them from her hair, which was rough and greasy. Her outfit was a simple one, but it was one that looked good on her, a black shirt which the strings went around her neck, black pants which were nice, kind of dressy and black high heels. Most people would say it was a gothic outfit, but it didn't look like one on her.
She walked over to her mirror, and looked at herself. She noticed her red hair, which went down to her upper back. She noticed her eyes, green like the summer grass. Her shoulders, which were not as broad as most girls. Her weight, which was average, 100 pounds, was not bad.
But somehow, all these things about her added up to her being popular. It was a thing that always made her wonder, why was she popular? She didn't have all the money as most popular girls did. She wasn't a cheerleader, she was in the high school marching band, playing the flute. In the reality that she believed in she would have been a normal teenager, with the normal high school friends. But in the reality that she lived in she was a popular girl who got invited to all the high school parties that most people would kill to go, but she would kill to get out of. If she could get out of the popular crowd she would, but she knew what the cost of that was. Become an outcast. She couldn't do that. It would make her the laughing stock of the 11th grade, no friends, no out of school life. All she had to do was be in the popular crowd for one more year, and then she would be free. Free of the life she didn't want to live.
She threw the towel in the bathroom closet, grabbed her backpack, and went downstairs to go through another of high school hell. Most kids would think it was heaven, but to her it wasn't. Listening to her 4, so called friends, talk about boys, shoes, and parties, wasn't the kind of thing she wanted to talk about. What she would rather talk about is books, the classics like Romeo and Juliet, which the main female character she was named after, Of Mice and Men, which is her dads favorite book, or the original horror classics like Dracula, which she reads every Halloween, or Frankenstein, and even The Strange Case of and Mr. Hyde. She would also like to talk about new things to like movies that just came out, new episodes of TV shows, but not the ones that her 4, so called, friends love. The Secret Life of the American Teenager and Glee. She hated those shows.
She said goodbye to her parents and said she would see them in 2 days. She walked out to her car and got in. She put the key in the ignition and drove to school. It was a short drive, only lasted 5 minutes. She didn't live that far from school, but still she decided to drive every day. She didn't want to walk.
She heard the stories that kids told about what happened to people who walked the streets in the early morning and the late night. There was one story that every kid knew and kids told the most. It was about a girl who was 16 years old. Her name was Allison. It was in the early fall, and she was on her way to school. It was early morning, about 7:45. She was running late and she had to hurry or she would be late. If only her parents bought her a car for her 16th birthday maybe what happened wouldn't have happened, maybe not. She was walking fast down 8th avenue. Her math and science books were in her hands. Her backpack was on her back.
She was about 15 minutes away, and school started at 8:00, but you had to be in homeroom at 7:55. She was all alone on the sidewalk. The road was empty, and there was no sign of anyone. The wind was blowing softly, it was making her cold. It was then that she had the faint feeling of someone watching her. She turned around but no one was there. She got rid of the idea that someone was watching her and concentrated on getting to school.
She was 10 minutes away when she had the feeling, yet again, that someone was watching her. She turned around yet again, and this she saw someone duck behind a tall hedge. All she saw was that they were wearing a long black cloak, the hood covered their face. She started running, fast, faster than she ever ran before. She got onto 10th avenue and calmed down a bit. Every day from 7:30 to 8:00 old Mrs. Robinson sat on her porch and read the newspaper. Allison ran until she reached Mrs. Robinson's house, but Mrs. Robinson wasn't on her porch that day.
Allison turned around and the person in the cloak was following her. Allison dropped her books and ran. The person started running to. Allison was only 1 mile from the school, she could make it. But the person in the cloak was faster than Allison. The person caught up to Allison and grabbed her. The person covered her mouth so she couldn't scream. Then the person grabbed a needle and syringe from their cloak and stabbed Allison in the neck with it and pushed what was in the syringe into her neck. Allison's eyes closed.
Only one other person knew what went on that day, it was old Mrs. Robinson. She was in her house that day. She would have been on her porch if it wasn't for the people in the black cloaks who were forcing her by gun point to stay in her house.
When Juliet got to school she noticed that her normal parking space was taken. All 5 of the popular girls have parking spaces next to each other, the order of them is Rose, the leader, Courtney, the follower (Rose's shadow basically), Victoria, the whore, Rachael, the goody-two-shoes, and Juliet, the not-supposed-to-be-one-of-them. But today her space was taken. It didn't bother her though; she never even wanted her own parking space. She eventually found another parking space, but it was far away from the main entrance of the school.
She parked her car and sat there telling herself over and over that she wouldn't think about the dream at all for the whole time she was in school. Maybe the one thing that bothered her about it was the fact that she didn't know what the dream meant, or maybe it was the fact that the person in the black cloak in her dream could be in fact the person who kidnapped Allison. She didn't know which it was.
She stepped out of her car and put her backpack on her back and made her way into the school. Right when she entered the school she saw the normal crew, of her so-called friends there. Each one at their lockers, all right next to each other, applying the daily amount of lip-gloss, eye-liner, and perfume. Juliet never put on excessive amounts of those. She walked over to her locker, which was right next to Rachael, and opened it up. "Hey Juliet," Rachael said.
"Hey Rachael," Juliet said.
"So did you hear?"
"Did I hear what?" Juliet said as she took the books that she needed for first and second period out of her locker.
"Well, did you hear that Trigger is going to ask you out to go to Tyler's party on Saturday?"
"No, but now I know. But the question is, did I even want to know?"
"Well you should want to, because it would make you even more popular then you already are."
"But the other question Rachael is, do I want to be any more popular then I already am."
"Well, do you?"
"Rachael the answer to both of those questions is No, and, NO."
"Okay then Juliet, suit yourself."
"Yeah, suit myself. I'll take to you later, I got to get to class."
Juliet walked away from her locker and walked to her first class which was English 3. She was happy to get away from her friends. They were annoying.
When she walked into English, she saw everyone looking at her, and she knew why. Everyone knew that Trigger was going to ask her out, but not everyone knew her answer, which was going to be, "No." Juliet walked to her seat, she saw Trigger, who sat in the second row, far right side, looking at her. While she sat in the 4th row, far left side. She stuck her tongue out at him. He turned away.
Juliet took out her textbook and the book that they were reading for class. The book they were reading for class was, The Phantom of the Opera. They were only reading it because of Halloween, which is today. Juliet read The Phantom of the Opera before, and she knew the story front and back because of all the movie versions there was of it.
The teacher, Miss. Moyer, stood up from her desk and told the students to get out their copy of The Phantom of the Opera because they were going to discuss the ending. After they were done discussing the ending they were going to watch the newer movie version of it, which was the musical.
"Ok class, how did you like the ending?"
At first no one raised their hands. Juliet guessed that no one actually finished the book. She on the other hand actually did. She raised her hand. "Yes Juliet," Miss. Moyer said.
"I thought the ending was good, but not as good as some of the other endings from the movies."
"Oh and why do you say that?"
"Well because the other ones actually make you think. Is the phantom still alive? Or is it just some person pretending to be him? If he is still alive how can he still be living when at the beginning of the book he was in his 30s or 40s."
"I see your point. Anyone else have a comment?"
Trigger raised his hand. That didn't surprise Juliet. He was only raising his hand because she had a comment. Juliet knew that for the rest of the class he was going to basically do something only if she did it. "Yes Trigger."
"I agree with Juliet."
Shocker. Juliet said to herself.
"And why do you agree with her?"
"Because the endings in the movie made you think and wonder. And it left you wondering if love ever dies."
"Good point. Okay class now we will be going to start watching the musical version of The Phantom of the Opera. Many people in the class groaned.
Juliet knew that most people in the class would fall asleep, but she wouldn't. She loved this movie. Well most musicals even.
Miss. Moyer turned on the movie and walked over to the wall next to the door and turned the lights off. The movie started, the black and white beginning starting on the screen. Juliet watched the movie and only concentrated on that. It was only 15 minutes into when a note made its way to her desk.
She picked it up. It was folded and nothing was written on the outside. Juliet knew who it was from. She didn't want to read it, but she knew Trigger was watching her, and he would know if she didn't read it. Juliet opened the note. It said:
Juliet will you go to Tyler's party with me on Saturday?
Circle yes or no.
Juliet already knew what one she was going to circle, she circled, no.
She passed the note to the girl who was sitting next to her and told her to pass it to Trigger. It was only a minute until the note made its way back to her. Juliet opened it back up. It said:
Because I don't want to
She passed the note back to the girl who was sitting next to her to pass back to Trigger. When the note got back to her she tried to ignore it. She wanted to watch the movie and not concentrate on a stupid conversation between her and Trigger. She knew, yet again, that Trigger was watching her to make sure that she read the note. So she opened it. This time it said:
Come on. Please. Why not? Do you have other plans?
She wrote the only thing that she could think of. She wrote:
Yes. I'm going out of town to visit my relatives.
It was a complete lie. She wasn't going out of town, she was going to be home all by herself. Reading books and watching movies. But the glory of it was that Trigger didn't know and would believe anything she said. She passed the note back.
In about one minute, it reached her again. She opened it right away, hoping that the conversation would end. It said:
Oh, ok. Maybe next weekend……..
Juliet knew that Trigger wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted, and what he wanted was Juliet. But she didn't want him, so she wrote:
She passed the note back hoping that maybe this time it wouldn't come back to her. But, sadly, it did. She opened it and it said:
Come on. What will it take for you to go on a date with me?
Juliet said something that was rude, but only in hopes that he would give up and stop trying to get her to like him. She said:
She folded it fast and passed it back up. Juliet had high hopes this time that it wouldn't come back to her. But it did. She opened it roughly and read it. It said:
Fine, I will.
She folded it up and threw it in her backpack. She decided that for the rest of the period and the rest of the day, she wouldn't think about Trigger and his obsession with her. She sat there in English and watched the rest of the movie until the bell rang to go to second period.
Juliet was sitting in her car, in her driveway. She was thinking about how the day didn't go the way she planned. After first period she had to go to Science class, which she had with Rose. The whole class Rose was trying to convince Juliet to come to her the Halloween party that night. Juliet kept saying no and that she had other plans. Rose didn't buy it. Juliet knew what kind of party it would be. One where there would be whores getting drunk, and drunks becoming whores. It wasn't her type of party.
Then after second period she had to go to Social Studies. Luckily that was the one class that she didn't have with Trigger or any of her so-called friends. It was her perfect stress-free class. Half-way through that class she had lunch. And during lunch Trigger had his friends try to convince Juliet to go on a date with him. She kept saying no.
Then 4th period was study hall, it was basically just a repeat of first and second period, but The Phantom of the Opera wasn't being shown. It was more of note passing from Trigger and more persuasion form Rose.
Juliet happened to be home and by herself for the weekend. She was looking forward to no drama for a whole 2 days. She got out of her car, grabbed her backpack, and unlocked her house. She walked into it and walked toward the kitchen. She looked at the counter and there was no to-do list. She pocketed the 100 dollars her parents left for her and walked up the stairs toward her room. For the first hour she was just lying on her bed listening to her iPod. When she looked at her clock it said 5:00 and she decided she was hungry.
She called the nearest pizza shop and ordered a pepperoni and bacon pizza. They said they would be there in 30 minutes or less. Juliet decided that it would be the perfect time to do the one homework assignment she had, just so she could get it done and over with. While she was going through her backpack she found the note from first period. She read it again and noticed that she was being really mean to a guy who actually liked her and wanted to spend some time with her. She contemplated the idea of calling him and apologizing. She decided she shouldn't do that because then most likely Trigger would get the wrong idea and think that she actually was having second thoughts. Then it would be back to square one with him.
She put the note in her pocket and decided to go on the search for her homework yet again. She found it and it was only an English assignment which was comparing the book The Phantom of the Opera and the movie. Juliet completed it in 10 minutes. Just in time because right when she was done with it the pizza guy came.
She walked down the stairs and to the door. She opened it and there stood Trigger, wearing a Pizza City uniform and holding her pizza. "Well low and behold. This is where Juliet lives."
"Oh my god, don't tell me you work at my favorite pizza restaurant."
"I do, just started last week."
"Now I have to move. Thanks a lot."
"Well why would you have to move?"
"Because now you know where I live."
"Juliet. Do you really think I would stalk you? I want you to like me, not convict me."
"Yes, I do think that." Trigger didn't respond. "Can I just have my pizza?"
"Here, that will be 20 dollars."
"I thought it was only 15 dollars."
"It is. But there's a 5 dollar addition for a broken heart."
"Fine, here's 20 dollars. Go buy yourself the only girlfriend you will ever have, a blow-up doll."
Trigger took the money and walked back to the Pizza City car. Before he entered it he said to Juliet, "You know Juliet, you didn't have to be rude. You could have just said you didn't want to date me, not all the cruel things that you said."
"Well I knew that the only way to get you to stop trying was to be rude."
"Juliet. Go to hell."
He got into the car and drove back to Pizza City. Juliet took her pizza into the kitchen and took out a paper plate. She put a piece on the plate and went to the fridge. She got a can of crazy-cola out and went to the living room.
She sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. She couldn't find anything good to watch so she just turned on the news. On the screen was shots of a house and there was the yellow police tape around it. The tape said, "Crime Scene Investigation. Do not pass."
Across the bottom of the screen it said," Local 16 year old girl gone missing on her way to school. Police have found no leads and hope that this kidnapping doesn't have to do with the ones that happened 10 years ago."
Juliet turned off the TV. She didn't want to think about that type of things. Well at least not tonight. She went back into the kitchen and had another piece of pizza. She ate it at the kitchen counter in silence. Once she was done eating she put the pizza in the fridge and went up to her room.
She sat on her bed and started reading Dracula. About an hour later she turned on her TV and, while reading, she watched a horror movie on TV. She didn't know what it was called, but it was about a group of friends who went to this haunted hayride and while on the ride the hayride broke down. So they were stupid and decided to go search for help, but instead find this house and they go in and the door shuts and locks. So they decide to go explore the house instead of trying the back door, another stupid move. Then there ends up being someone in the house who starts killing them with knives, axes and stuff like that. But then at the end they end up escaping and killing the murderer with the hayride, which magically starts to work again. And at the end it ended up being the driver of the hayride. The as the cops are talking to the 2 survivors the murderer gets up walks away. The cops then go to try to find the murderer. Then as the 2 survivors are standing there they hear the cops screaming, then the credits roll.
When the movie was over it was 9:00. She turned off the TV and kept reading Dracula. Then at 11:00 she decided she was tired and she went to bed. She turned off her bedside lamp and closed her eyes.
She laid there and thought about the girl who got kidnapped today and about the girl who got kidnapped 10 years ago. Maybe they were both connected, maybe not. And if the person who kidnapped the girl today was wearing a black cloak, maybe then her dream meant she was going to get kidnapped. Juliet then decided she didn't want to go to sleep.
She then thought about who the other person in her dream was, the person with the brown hair who was standing in the corner of the room. It defiantly wasn't Trigger. Trigger had dirty blond hair and was taller than the guy in her dream. So then if it wasn't Trigger, who was it?
Juliet lied awake for 2 hours, thinking about school, but mostly the dream and kidnappings. At 1:00 in the morning someone knocked at Juliet's front door. At first she thought that it was Trigger, probably drunk from Rose's Halloween party. Juliet decided that she should go see who it was. If it was Trigger she could at least let him sleep on her couch, she didn't want him to pass out on her doorstep.
She started down the stairs but stopped about halfway down. What if it was the person in the black cloak that has been kidnapping people? She didn't want to be kidnapped. She went to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest kitchen knife there. She then preceded to her front her door. She stopped when she got to it. The person was still knocking. She took a deep breath and opened the door.
First off, it wasn't Trigger. Juliet was happy about that. So tonight, at least, her couch won't be the bed for a drunken guy. It was a boy 17 years old, with brown hair that was messed up in a way that she liked, and light blue eyes. Second, Juliet noticed it was the boy from her dream.