Romeo and Juliet: A Vampire and Werewolf Love Story (21 page)

I stood still in the back room and listened. I could hear a woman

s voice.

As I listened closely, I began to recognize the voice.
It was Juliet
!
Once I realized it was her, I stepped out
of
the
back
room and made my way toward
Juliet
, who stood just
inside of t"> /sphe
front
door.
Our eyes met, and I stared
at her with a look that said, ‘Please forgive me!’

Juliet saw the plea that was behind my eyes
. She
ran to me and wrapped her
arms
around me and gave me a giant embrace.

“I am so sorry, Ju
liet,” I said softly.

“I know, Romeo,” Juliet said looking empathetically into my eyes. “I know that you just reacted at
a madman who had just
used you to
kill your
own
cousin
. T
hen
he
mocked you
for it
.
I think you just reacted.”

“You do?
You understand?

I asked.

“Of course I do. I know you, Romeo. I know that you

r
e
a good man. That deep inside you isn

t a murderer, but a beautiful man wanting a better future for him and his family.”

Her forgiveness spread through me like sunlight.
“You

re amazing, Juliet.
You really are.

I held
Juliet tightly in my arms. Time had a way of getting away from me anytime I held Juliet.

After long moments of our embrace,
I looked
down and broke the silence. I
sai
d, “How did you know I was here?

“Who do you think would tell me
?”

“Friar Laurence?

“Yup, I finally went to him and promised him I just wanted to
see you. I wanted nothing more than to just
hold you again.”


Well,” I said, smiling down at Juliet. “
How could he say no to that?
Friar Laurence
is a romantic at heart.
” I held Juliet even tighter and said, “
I
0"> is a r"+0">’
m so glad you

re here. It has been so hard being apart from you.

She returned the affection and kissed me gently on my lips. She leaned back slowly and said,
“These past couple of weeks have been the worst days of my life. I
longed for you the whole time w
e
were memorializing
my cousin
Tybalt
.
During the funeral
, a
l
l I could think about was
the man who actually had killed him. I knew why you killed him.
I kne
w then that I no longer belonged to them. That I only belonged to you!

Juliet and I held each other tightly. I held her very close. Things were going to happen.
Enough of hiding.
It was time to fight or lie down. I was planning to fight for the one I love.

 

 

Chapter Seventeen

 

 

Juliet stayed with me all night
. We only held each other tightly, never wanting to let go. She
left early enough in the morning that she was home before sunrise.

When she left, I rolled over on the bed at the hideout and thought,
Juliet and I need to just leave. That

s the answer. It isn

t
about
trying to make others change their mind
s
. It
i
s time for us to just leave.

Suddenly, I got extremely excited by the thought of just going and never looking back.
I decided I needed to tell Juliet this as soon as possible. The sooner we g
o
t away, the sooner we c
ould
spend the rest of our lives together.

Juliet hadn’t been home
for long. I knew she would be asleep until sunset.
I needed to somehow talk to her without opening her back door and bringi
ng sunlight into her bedroom
.
I wasn’t sure even if I opened the door for a split second what that would doan>0"int to her.

The only answer to that question was
that
I was going to have to enter the house from a room where I
would expose
no Capulet
to danger from the
sun, especially
, not
Juliet.

I decided
that my
best move
would be
the front door.
Surely, n
o one would be near the front door
at 11:00 o’clock in the morning? At this hour, they must be safely tucked into their
beds
,
safe from any chance of
sun
light
exposure
.

So
,
the fron
t door was the right play
.
I would have normally tried to keep myself out of sight from the outside neighborhood
. But I knew I was in a vampire community
,
and the
majority of them were asleep, avo
iding the sunlight.
Even if they saw me, what could they do? Come outside?

I
hopped down to the ground and I
walked up slowly to the giant black house. I first checked the
front
door to see if it would be as easy a
s
opening the front door. I shook the door handle and no luck
there, it was clearly locked
. It was locked secure
ly
. It was so tight of a lock that I figured it was probably double
-
bolted.

The front door wasn

t budg
ing. Aside from tearing it down,
I had no other solution to it.
At
the side of th
e house, I noticed a smaller room
poking out
from
the side of the house. I walked over an
d peeked in the window. It was the
laundry room. I
could see
that there was a laundry chute that dropped its way into the laundry room. So
,
if I could get in and climb up the laundry chute to the very top. I should land on Juliet

s floor and be pretty snd he afe and out of harm

s way.

The laundry room wasn

t as nearly as secure as the front door. The only way into the house from the laundry room was through the laundry chute.
So
,
they just figured they were safe. They di
dn’t plan on a werewolf breaking in and
easily scoot
ing
himself up a laundry chute.

I
was wondering if the laundry room was as secure as the front door. I jiggled it. I
was able to get the laundry door open by jiggling
it loose. Sometimes, it is that easy.

I slipped
unseen
into the laundry room.
The room had recently been used. I could smell the scent of recently used laundry detergent. I went to the laundry chute.
I open
ed
up the flap to the laundry chute
and saw that I could barely fit
in
the tunnel. I sucked in my gu
t and made my way into the chute
.
I knew I had to watch it;
I can get claustrophobic if I allowed myself to. And there wasn

t a tighter space
that
I had ever been in than the one I was in at the present moment.

But
, nevertheless,
I
scooted and climbed up the chu
t
e
. It was a
tight, painful journey that
took close to a half an hour, but I
eventually
got to the top. I could see glimpse
s
of light from the door on the top floor. A
s
I got closer and closer
to the light,
I realized I could hear someone right outside the top floor
laundry-chute
door. It sounded like someone humming or singing.

It was her maid.
She was
obviously
back from visiting
her
family
. Crap! I
t sounded like she
was
getting ready to
open the laundry chute door.

an>
Then, I heard the door open. I
looked up and kept my mouth sh
ut and stayed absolutely quiet. I could see her sorting through which clothes
to throw down the laundry chute
.

Then
,
one by one
,
she dropped what appeared to be panties and bras on my head. I could
n’t
tell
if
they were small
er or larger
garments because of how they landed on my head
. But, I found out quickly
when the largest pair of
women’s
panties fell on
top of
my head.
Engulfing it.

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