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The Murder of Juliette Capp - Chapter II
Published Oct 30, 2020


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Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me,
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly you forget me do not look for me,
I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots,
remember that on that day, at that hour,
I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land.
But if each day, each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.
Poem: "If You Forget Me" by Pablo Neruda

Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me,
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly you forget me do not look for me,
I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots,
remember that on that day, at that hour,
I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land.
But if each day, each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.
Poem: "If You Forget Me" by Pablo Neruda
Other than the pouring rain, there was nothing out of the ordinary that day. Despite the cold and rain, the sky was so bright that it reminded me of the beautiful summer days I spent in my new home. It was the first days of September, but it was unbelievably cold outside. And the rain made me remember all the saddest songs I knew. The view was amazing; the smell coming from the wet soil made me realize how lucky I was to be alive. But the rain was making me more and more moody. I just wished that it would stop raining for a while.
I could understand the rain. I was warned about the days and days of rains in Veronaville.
"Where did that cold come from? It was 90 degrees yesterday. Winter here will be very bitter cold," I thought to myself, as I was watching the raindrops hit the kitchen window.
After playing the detective for a month, I still did not have any clue where Romeo could be or who killed Juliette. Tybalt was in jail for almost one and a half months now. And I was pretty sure he was innocent, although he confessed to killing Juliette. The guilt was eating me up. I could not take Tybalt out of my mind since the night Juliette died. After all, I was the reason he was in the jail. I wondered what he could be thinking then. Rufus never let me visit him, thinking that it would depress me more. So I had no clue about his condition. I just hoped that he was treated good. Deep in my thoughts, I was startled when Rufus entered the room. I was happy to see him. But when he asked, "Are you upset again Isabella?" I could not hold myself and started to cry. "I had enough of this Isabella. You have changed a lot lately. You became a complete different person, which I do not like. Look at yourself. You barely spend time with me or Isadora. Everyday you are depressed. What happened to my lively, happy Isabella? I want her back. I want my Isabella back," he screamed.
This was the first time, I have ever seen him this mad. I was already upset and an arguement with Rufus was not what I needed. "I thought you were going to support me through this Rufus," I said. "Let me clear this Isabella, for our family's sake. I told you that I will help you and I did. But I did not know that you were going to loose your mind on this mystery. We have done everything possible. You just gotta let it go. Otherwise, I am afraid I have to tell you this, we are losing our chance to have a future together," he said. "What does that mean Rufus, are you having second thoughts? We have a beautiful life, a home and a great child together," I said. "Now you started to worry about your child, after neglecting her for almost two months? I am afraid we have to call the wedding off, unless you stop this nonsense detective game. There is nothing left to do. Tybalt confessed to killing Juliette." He finished his words and and left the room without even looking in my eyes one more time or even waiting for me to answer back. This was bad, really bad. What to do? I cannot lose my family. I cannot let happiness slip away. But what about Tybalt, Romeo? I cannot forget what happened and let it go. So I made a decision. I was going to convince Rufus that I would stop my investigations, but I was going to work on this mystery secretly. That sounded terrible in my head. But this was my only choice. I was ashamed of myself for doing this behind his back. I knew I would feel terrible if he deceived me. Just as I was ready to talk to Rufus about my decision, I heard the phone ringing. After all that happened, nothing could have suprised me that day. So I answered the phone. It was Romeo. Did I say nothing would suprise me? Let me take that back. This was suprising. I was shocked; I did not know what to say for a moment. He told me that he had to hide, not because his life was in danger, but because he did not want to die before everybody learns what happened to Juliette. "I am not scared of death, Isabella. I already am dead without my Juliette," he sighed. He asked me if he could trust in me. "I need someone to help me through this," he said. "Would you meet me at the old deserted church in Florence Street?" he asked. I did not know where this old church was but I remembered what it looked like from a postcard I've seen. He wanted to meet me in secret. I hesitated for a moment. Could I meet him in secret? After all, he could have been the murderer of Juliette. Despite my fright, I answered, "I will Romeo, but I still do not trust you." I was too tired and feeling way to dizzy to drive, so I called a taxi. Besides I did not know how to get to the old church. When I arrived at the old church, Romeo was waiting for me in the garden under the rain. He looked devastated. He lost like 15 pounds, It was as if he had not eaten for a week or so. "Take a look at yourself Romeo. When was the last time you had a decent meal? Are you trying to kill yourself?" I asked. "How can I eat Isabella? My beautiful Juliette is dead and how can I have the strength to live knowing that I will never see her angel face again?" he said in pain. This was where we wanted to get married. You know Juliette's parents and my parents were married in this church too. It meant a lot to us. "Juliette always wanted a small romantic wedding ceremony with flowers and candles around us. Only friends and family she used to say. She never fancied a ceremony with protocol and reporters," he said. "We used to spend hours dreaming of it. My grandfather would be the minister. Hermia would be the maid of honor and Mercutio my best man," he said. "Can you imagine how amazing it would be?" he asked. "Over there we were going to stand in the altar and kiss each other as husband and wife for the first time," he said. He seemed so sincere when he talked about their dream wedding. At that moment I was very much sure that he was deeply in love with Juliette. Tohear more from him, despite my empathy, I said, "I am sorry Romeo, I wish I could believe you, but I cannot. Not after what I saw the night Juliette died. It did not seem to me like you loved her." "You see, that was the plan Isaella. We were going to run away together. We wanted to convince everybody that we had problems. We were going to pretend that we split but we were going to run away that weekend. Mercutio was going to help us get out of the city without being seen." "Juliette talked to her lawyer and already did all the legal work that day, so we did not have any financial problems. You know we had to depend on er inheritance for sometime. You probably heard about my parent's financial situation," he said. "That what confuses me Romeo. I know she made you her beneficiary. This is a very good motive to kill someone, if you ask me. What you say sounds to good to be true to me Romeo," I said. So tell me who do you think killed Juliette?" I asked. "I wish I could know the answer for sure, but I do not. I have very strong clues though. That's why I called you here today. I am hoping that you could help me Isabella. I don't know you for a long time, but I need you to believe in me," he cried. "You are acting very suspicious by hiding since her death. If you have nothing to do with her death, you should not act like a criminal," I answered. "I just want you to talk to Hermia. I think you will solve the puzzle after you talk to her. I believe she killed Juliette. I think Tybalt is just trying to protect her by confessing to the murder. That is why I need your help terribly," he said. "That's quite unbelievable Romeo, how can you accuse Hermia like that? Do you have any proof?" I asked.
"I will explain you everything. And you will know I am right," he said.
"Hermia had a crush on me since I started dating Juliette. She would never stop following us to find a reason to break us up. Believe me she tried everything. I never thought she would go this far. I never told Juliette about these, because I knew Hermia could never succeed to seperate us with her games," he said. "That's understandable Romeo. Let's say she had a crush on you but this does not mean that she would kill her own sister. I talked to Hermia yesterday. She was very concerned about where you could be and If I knew how to find you," I said. Yesterday afternoon she called me in haste. And wanted to meet me in secret, like you did. "She was very scared that something terrible could have happened to you as nobody saw you around after Juliette's funeral. She seemed very upset. I am sure she was worried about you," I told him. "Don't you understand Isabella. She is trying to find me to kill me, so nobody learns the truth. She knows she cannot have me no more. Not after she killed Juliette. Can you believe that she tried to hit on me in Juliette's funeral? She told me that she was mine if I wanted her. When I said no, she got completely mad and threatened me that I was going to regret my decisions," he said. "I promise I am going to talk to her again. But these are very big accusations. She looked like a very caring sister to me. So tell me when you last saw her before Juliette's death?" I asked. "It was two days before Juliette died. We met at our secret garden and we talked about our plan. We talked over the details one more time so nothing goes wrong. We dreamed about our future and what was ahead of us." "Just as Juliette left, Hermia approached behind the bushes. She must have followed Juliette to find our secret meeting place." "She came closer and said, I love you Romeo. I always did and I always will. You have to understand that I cannot survive..." "I did not let her finish her words. I told her that I did not want to listen to her nonsense and crazy thoughts. I asked her never to open that subject again." "When I tried to move away, she caught me off guard, and leant over me to kiss me." "Are you crazy? Stop it Hermia" I yelled, said Romeo. "If this is your answer, then listen to my last words," she screamed in anger. "I heard all of your plans. I know you are going to run away and I have a very good plan to stop it. This time I will play my cards more cunning than before. I will tell Tybalt and grandpa that you do not love Juliette and that you only want to marry her for her inheritance," she yelled, Romeo said. "I will never let you go Romeo until you are mine. You know I love you from the beginning and I can make you happier than ever, if you would just give me a chance," Hermia said in childish enthusiasm. "This is evil. This is crazy. I think you lost your sense of perspective. Nobody would believe in such nonsense," I said to her. "You cannot do anything to stop us Hermia. Listen to my words and understand this. I love Juliette, not you. Forever I am hers, and she is mine. I never had any feelings for you. If I misled you and gave you hopes in some point without knowing, I am very sorry for that. This madness has to stop," I told her, said Romeo. "The next day when we met again, Juliette looked distant. First she did not want to talk about it but she could not hold herself. She told me that she saw Hermia and me kissing the day before. "How could you do this Romeo? Don't you love me? Is this all lies? What we have together, is it all fake?" she screamed. We never argued before. But she had every right to show her anger. "Is it some kind of game you are playing to break my heart? Do you want to tear me in pieces?" she cried. "I could feel how much she was hurt," Romeo said. "My sweet Juliette, Hermia tried to kiss me but I did not kiss her back. I pushed her away. You have to believe in me. This was not the first time but I never told you all these because I thought she was just being childish and jealous," Then I told her everything from the begininng and she believed in me. After all we had a bond that could not be broken, we trusted each other. Our love was pure and honest. After a long talk, we agreed that we could not postpone our plans any longer. Not after Hermia's threats. We had to act fast. And it had to be decisive. So we planned to run away right after the party. "Wait a minute! I remember now. Hermia told me something really suspicious yesterday. I never paid attention to it then, but it makes sense now. She told me that she knew you were going to run away right after the party. If she knew this, she must have heard your new plans. Otherwise she couldn't have known." I said. When I finished my words, Romeo burst into tears again.
"My sweet Juliette, how I wanted to marry you in this church and take me in your arms forever. Where are you my Juliette? Are you cold where you are now? Or can my lips warm you one more time?" cried Romeo.
He was trembling. I needed to get him to the hospital right away.
"I am going to take you to a doctor. You cannot deal with all these by yourself. You have to be stronger, if you want to find who killed Juliette," I told him.
He felt on the floor and said "I do not want a doctor Isabella, I want to die. I want to find my sweet Juliette. I know you will find who killed Juliette. For me there is only one thing left to do, that is to join Juliette," and passed out. I called the ambulance right away. When we arrived at the hospital, I had one more thing to worry about, not that I needed any more problems or concerns. "He just fainted. There is nothing to worry about. He is going to be fine. From now on, we will take care of him. We already fed him. He just needs a good sleep now. Don't worry about him miss. You should go home and get a good rest yourself too," the doctor said. I was relieved to find out that he had nothing serious. After I checked Romeo one more time, I left the hospital not to get a good rest like the doctor suggested but to see Tybalt in city jail. I was pretty sure that Tybalt knew the murderer of Juliette. He was hiding something. Or was he protecting someone? Otherwise why would he have confessed a crime he did not commit and stay in the jail? I knew he would give me the key to unlock this mystery.

TO BE CONTINUED......
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#106alicia256Oct 18, 2006

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