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( The Beauty Inside… )
CHAPTER 6&7
By, Naomi Cindy B.
★★★★★
“What in the holy hell!” Gina gasped as the stick fell from her.
“Now you turned out to be the murderer while trying to catch one, br-avo mummy Gina” Merritt said and Juliet squ-atted beside Justus.
“Is he still breathing?” Gina asked.
Juliet felt his heartbeats and nodded before sighting her phone on the ground beside him.
“He came back to give me my phone I think” she said.
“I’ll call an ambulance” Merritt said and got her phone but Gina snatched it from her.
“What are you gonna say at the hospital?, Gina Hayes hit a stick on the head of the second son of Thiago Spencer?, I hate jail uniform” she said.
“He’s not bleeding from anywhere in his head” Juliet said.
“Is he even a man?, I didn’t hit the stick that ha-rd” Gina said.
“Mum!” Juliet cautioned.
Gina sighed.
They jointly carried Justus into the house and dropped him on the floor.
“Now what are we gonna do about him since you’re against taking him to the hospital?” Merritt said.
“Get me cold water from the freezer” Gina replied.
“Don’t tell me you’re gonna be using it on him” Juliet said and Merritt quickly walked to the freezer
She came back with a bottle of chilled water and Gina took it from her.
“Watch me” she said and poured the water directly on Justus face.
Justus opened his eyes and coughed back to life.
“Mr Justus!” Juliet quickly knelt beside him.
“Who are you?” He asked, narrowing his eyes.
“Tell me this isn’t happening, Where did his memory go?” Merritt said.
“Mr Justus, you really don’t know me?” Juliet asked, looking at him closely.
“If he fails to remember, I’ll have to hit his head again, that’s the fastest strategy” Gina said.
“Juliet?” Justus said and Juliet smiled.
“Yes it’s me, you remember me now?, How’s your head faring?” She asked.
“Did you hit my head?, I only came to return your phone” he replied.
“I was the one who hit your head, why didn’t you talk when I asked who you are?” Gina replied and Juliet helped him up.
“I’m sorry if I intruded your privacy” he said.
“No it’s fine, thanks for bringing back the phone and sorry about the hit, should I follow you to the hospital?” Juliet asked.
“No I’ll be fine, my doctor will come for home treatment tommorow morning” he replied.
“Your shirt is soaked, you can’t go home like this” Merritt said.
“Don’t worry it’s late anyways, no one will detect, I nee-d to go now” he replied and Juliet walked him out.
“”I’m sorry once again” she said when they got to his car.
“Stop saying sorry, I’m pa-rtly at fault” he replied, facing her.
“She’s your mum right?” He asked.
“Yes she is, and the other one is my friend Merritt” she replied.
“It’s nice to meet them though in a crazy way, I almost lost my head” he said and she laughed lightly.
“I’m …
“Don’t say sorry” he said and Juliet smiled as he got into his car.
He drove off after smiling at her again and she went back in.
“That was crazy, Juliet you told him to start eating well right?, How could he black out after a simple hit” Gina said.
“You’re a devil in disguise believe me” Juliet rolled eyes and Merritt laughed.
“So gist us, how the hell did you get accepted by Romeo Spencer?, is he sick?” Merritt said, getting an apple from the small freezer.
“I can’t tell both of you my success story, never” Juliet replied and went in.
“Shower and come have dinner!” Gina shouted after her.
She smiled as she dropped her bag on the bed.
Gina can be frustrating everytime but to her, she’s the best mum.
After showering, she changed into shorts and a big Tee.
“Damn you gr@$$hopper” she said, sitting on the dressing chair.
She picked her pen and paper then she drew an ugly version of Romeo and started shoving the pen into his eyes, boring hole in the drawing, imagining it as him.
“Gr@$$hopper, Scary bighead…yes your head is big and ugly…..Fu-ck you!!!” She shouted and threw the book away.
“I must have been insane when I choose you as my role model” she smi-rked.
She made to stand but her dad’s picture frame stopped her.
She took it from the table and smiled at it.
“Handsome pappi” she called just like she does when he was still alive.
Remembering how gruesome his death was made her get emotional but she quickly pulled herself together.
She kizzed his cheek and dropped the frame then wiped the tiny trace of tears in her eyes before leaving the room.
******
NEXT MORNING, THE GILBERT’S**
“Baby!” Mrs Gilbert smiled, entering Baby’s room with a tray of his best food.
He’s still fast asleep.
She dropped the tray on the stand and gave him a peck on the forehead.
“Baby wakey!’ she smiled.
Baby sque-ezed up his face slightly and opened his eyes.
“Sunflower” he said and Mrs Gilbert smiled as he sat up.
“How was your night?” She asked, stro-king his hair.
“Hurtful, my face hurts” he pouted.
“I told you to limit the rate at which you chase after girls but you won’t listen” she replied.
“Girls are my life sunflower” he replied and she took the plate of food.
“Your favorite” she said, offering him a spoon but he refused to open his mouth.
“What?” She asked.
“Sunflower I nee-d some money”
“How much?” She asked.
“Just five million dolls” he winked and she sighed.
“What can I say?, I live for you dear” she replied and he smiled as she took her phone and transferred the cash immediately.
“Sunflower you’re the best, I love you I love you I love you!!” He hu-gged her ti-ghtly and she kept giggling till he broke it.
“Feed me now, my appetite came back” he said and she took the plate again.
“Hmmn!, Tasty!” He said after taking the first spoon.
******
MICHELIN’S PLACE**
“Princess it’s time for breakfast” aunt Imelda entered Michelin’s room and met her contemplating on which outfit to rock.
“Aunt, which one is better?” She asked, pointing at the two dresses laid out on the bed.
“Gold is your color trust me” Imelda replied and Michelin gave her a peck before chosing the golden coloured gown.
“What’s for breakfast?” She asked, going out with Imelda.
“You said you wanted simple bread and omelette last night” Imelda replied.
“I’ll go with ketchup instead of omelette” Michelin winked.
“Weird” Imelda said and Michelin smiled as they got to the dinning room.
They settled down to eat and after taking three slices, Michelin stood.
“I’m full”
“No dear, I thought it improved, three slices is equivalent to nothing” Imelda said.
“I’m just ok like this Aunt” she replied and and went upstairs.
She’s sure that from the three she ate, only one got digested and that got confirmed when her throat started itching.
She rushed to the bathroom and vomited most of the bread.
She rinsed her mouth and sat on the ground, breathing heavily.
“You vomited it again?, I knew it” Imelda said, coming in.
“It didn’t improve like we thought” Michelin said and Imelda sighed.
Michelin’s phone rang from the room and she went there to get it, a call from Naomi.
Swiping green, she heard Naomi’s wails and became alarmed.
“Cindy are you ok?” She asked quickly.
“It’s mum, she did it again” Naomi cried.
“What!” Michelin gasped.
*****
NAOMI’S PLACE**
Naomi got down from her car and rushed in, meeting her anxious maids by the door.
“No sign of her yet?” She asked impatiently.
“No miss” they replied and she started crying again.
“Where the hell did she go again this time!, What if something bad happens to her!!, Mummy!!” She cried.
Michelin rushed in.
“How exactly did it happen this time?” She asked, holding Naomi’s hands
“I woke up and went to her room to check on her as usual but she wasn’t in her room, she must have sneaked out at night I’m so scared, what if she hurts herself again” Naomi continued crying.
“Did you contact the cops already?” Michelin asked.
“Of course, they’re on the lookout for her already” Naomi sniffed and Michelin hu-gged her.
“She’ll be found” she stro-ked her hair gently.
Her phone rang in her pocket and she had to break the hu-g to pick.
“She has been found” the cop said.
“Really?, Where?” She asked quickly, wiping her tears.
“The flower garden down the street”
She rushed out of the house with Michelin and they drove there.
Truly, Mrs Barrington is there, smiling sheepishly, she has tons of flowers in her hair and her hands are dirty, she’s ba-refooted and her foot are rou-ghtoo.
“Mum!” Naomi hu-gged her.
“Let’s move here , let’s start living here” Mrs Barrington said senselessly.
“Mum you got me scared again!” Naomi said, ru-b-bing her face.
“My mother is so pretty” Mrs Barrington smiled.
“I’m your daughter,not your mother” Naomi said and she smiled.
“Let’s go back home” Naomi held her hand and she followed her as she pulled her out of the garden.
“Thanks officers” she said to the cops .
“We’re only doing our job” they replied and left.
Naomi got back home with her mum and helped her take her bath before feeding her breakfast then she pet her to sleep before coming downstairs.
“Cindy I think taking her to a psychiatric hospital is the best” Michelin said.
“My mum is not crazy!” Naomi snapped.
“But what other name can we call it?, Just accept the truth and….
“Stop already!, Stop!” Naomi said sharply.
“Fine” Michelin replied and Naomi’s phone rang.
It’s her dad again.
Romeo came in and Michelin smiled.
Naomi picked the call angrily.
“Why weren’t you picking my calls?, Are you feeling guilty about your incompetence?, The arson case was just as simple as anything but you lost!, I trained you well but look what you’re doing….crap!” Chief Barrington shouted.
“Don’t shout at me!, Is it my fault?, I wanted to become a writer like Romeo but you for-ced me to go to law school!, You for-ced me to become an attorney and you shout at me at every loss!, Do you even care about how I feel?, I’m a human too!, When last did you ask about mum you @$$hole!, When last!, Sociopath get lost!” She shouted in tears and threw her phone away.
“I hate everyone!, I Fu-cking hate everything!” She cried, grabbing the vase on the table.
She threw it at the wall angrily and removed one of her picture frames on the wall.
She was about to smash that too when Romeo grabbed her strongly.
“Stop” he said.
“I hate myself” she cried.
Romeo took the frame from her and dropped it before hu-gging her.
He gave her relieving pats as he hu-gged her.
“Calm down strong lady” he said and she started hiccu-ping.
Michelin sighed as she watched quietly.
********
JEWELL BOOKS, 10am**
“Boss will be leaving early today, freedom” Lovelyn said happily, sipping coffee as she worked on her laptop.
“He has to be on set?” Juliet asked.
“Yes, his shoot starts by 12, I seriously can’t wait for that movie to be out, Megan Mel is my favorite actress plus my handsome boss, the movie will be a hit, the title itself is mad, LOVE RAIN” Lovelyn said and Juliet smi-rked.
“I like Megan… only” Juliet replied and Rhonda came in.
“Chatterboxes, boss is coming” she said and Lovelyn quickly went to her seat.
Romeo came in and both Lovelyn and Rhonda stood.
“Goodmorning boss” they chorused and he looked over at Juliet who’s still sitting.
“Stand and greet” Lovelyn whispered and she quickly stood.
“Good…. morning… Mr Romeo” she greeted awkwardly and he went in.
“You know nothing about courtesy too, how can everything about you be so poor” Rhonda leered and Juliet rolled eyes at her.
“You’re getting bold” Rhonda sat.
The bell on Juliet’s table rang and she stood.
“He’s calling for you!” Lovelyn said.
Juliet rushed into his office immediately.
“Select the best synopsis from these” he said, pointing at a pile of papers on his desk.
He carried them out and dropped them on her desk but the bell rang again.
She rushed in again and another pile of paper is on his table again.
“Select the best epilogues from them” he said.
She took them out and the bell rang again.
She went in again.
“Give me ten synonyms of each of the words on these papers” he said.
She took the pile of papers and left again.
The bell rang once again and as she was running back to his office, her heels turned accidentally and she fell immediately she entered his office.
He didn’t look up or act concerned.
Juliet’s ankle got sprained and her knees got swollen.
She quickly stood and limped to him.
She took out another pile of books and he continued making her go in and come out despite her hurting leg till she went in for the twelfth time.
He doesn’t seem to care about her limps.
“Read this overnight, you’re presenting to the board of editors tommorow” he said, throwing one of his novels at her.
She took it from the ground and left his office.
“What!, You’re presenting tommorow?, Normally he should have informed you a week before now, is he knowingly doing this to make you suffer?” Lovelyn said when she broke the news.
“You’ll die before the end of this week” Rhonda mocked.
“I can do it” Juliet replied.
Her ankle and knees hurt a lot right now.
Her face might be rou-ghbut she has a tender sen-sitive skin on her body.
Any slight wound hurts a lot.
“You can’t un-derstand what I’m talking about Juliet, the board of editors are a group of ten picky men with Professor Goldminner as their head, he’s scary like boss himself if not more than him, he’ll frustrate you” Lovelyn said.
Romeo came out of the office and they all sat quietly.
He left throu-ghthe stairs and climbed up.
“I’ve never seen him ride the elevator” Juliet said.
“He hates elevators for a reason” Lovelyn replied.
Juliet noticed a shinny thing in the middle of one of the papers he gave her
She took it out and it turned out to be a golden ne-cklace.
“It must be his own” she said and rushed into the elevator before Lovelyn could stop her.
*******
Romeo got to the rooftop of the building and met Thiago standing there, his walking stick holding up his old appearance.
“Why are you here?” He asked, looking away from him.
“I’m still sick, but since you won’t come to see me, I decided to come, how have you been?” Thiago replied, smiling at him.
“You have no idea of how much I hate you…. Right?” Romeo said bitterly and Thiago held his walking stick more ti-ghtly.
“You, Mona, Justus, you think I’ll forgive you all after you sent my mum to an early grave?, Not even in your dreams…old man” Romeo continued.
Thiago’s eyes became red and he fought back the tears threatening to fall from them.
“Romeo I’m…
“I can…. never forgive all of you!, I hate you all!” Romeo shouted and Thiago went on his knees in front of him, throwing down his walking stick.
“I know I deserve to die…” He said regretfully.
“Then die!, Go die!” Romeo spat and walked out of the place with red furious eyes.
Juliet has been standing by the door, listening to everything.
She was unaware of when Romeo opened the door.
Her eyes wide-ned and her heart skipped beats when he appeared.
He looks more dangerous and more scary.
His red eyes are intimidating.
“How long have you been listening?” He said, walking to her.
She started shifting back fearfully.
“I…I…I’m…
“How much did you hear!” He yelled and she jumped in fear.
He took two long strides to her and grabbed her shoulders rou-ghly.
“Ah!” She whimpered hurtfully as his fingers pressed ha-rd on her shoulders.
“What did you hear?” He demanded.
“I don’t know, I… nothing..” she replied senselessly.
The way his angry eyes are looking directly into her own worsened it.
She’s shivering in fear already but she held the ne-cklace with her ti-ghtly.
“How dare you eavesdrop?” He said.
“I’m…I’m… sorry” she stammered.
“Then what did you hear!” He barked again, slamming her back ha-rd on the wall.
“Ah!” She winced again as he brou-ght his face closer to hers.
TBC