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Sorry for the long update too...WARNING!LAST PICTURE IS A WEE BIT GRAPHIC!Chapter 3 part 2 - TragedyTybalt sat on the window sill in the library and lazily watched his grandfather argue with his mechanic about his limousine being broken.
" I wish I had a car..." he mumbled to himself. He didn't notice Hermia sneak up behind him. She tackled him on the floor," Bwah!"
" I gotcha!" She laughed.
" What the hell is wrong with you?" Tybalt rubbed back of his head. He tried to get up but Hermia peirced him to the floor," What do you want?" He rolled his eyes. Hermia's smile faded and she looked at her brother confused.
" I don't know..." She let him go and sat on the floor.
" Then go play with Ralf or something..." Tybalt got up and wiped his shoulders. He climbed back on sill and stared out the window where his grandfather was screaming even louder. Mechanic didn't seem to listen.
" I would but they are at the vet..." Hermia complained.
" Ah that's right. The monthly check up.." he rolled his eyes. Hermia climbed on the sill next to him and looked out the window," Bosko is at the check up to, eh?" Library windowsill was their little hang out spot where they sat at pretty much every day and talked.
" Uh-huh both dogs..." Hermia examined the mechanic who rolled from underneath the limousine," Man, I hate being rich...it is so boring..."
" You are just young..."
" And female. I mean, grand dad is raising you to be a Don and what am I gonna do?"
" Raise kids." Tybalt chuckled.
" Eeew..." Hermia squinted in disgust.
" I know right? I won't have any till I am fifty..."
" You gotta marry to have those I think..." Hermia pressed her finger to her lower lip.
" My point exact. Not marrying either." Tybalt stretched.
" I wanna marry one day..."Hermia rolled her eyes and sighed.
" You girls are weird. Besides you are only 12, so enjoy it while you can..."
" I am gonna be 13 next week!" Hermia huffed.
" Yeah, yeah, you're big girl now, whoop tee doo!" Tybalt faked excitement," Is Juliet out with what's his face?"
" Yeah...with what's his face...I was helping mom in the green house, but I think Uncle Kent called...SO she is on the phone with him..."
" So that's why you are terrorizing me?" Tybalt raised his eyebrow and chuckled.
" Oh I know you love me you big grump!" She nudged his shoulder. Some one came in the library," Am I inturupting?"Cordelia peeked in.
" No, can you get her of my back?" Tybalt pointed at Hermia.
" Why you!" Hermia pounced on her brother pushing him of the bed. Tybalt got caught of guard. Hermia rolled him on his stomach and pulled his arm behind his back.
" Ow, okey you win!" Tybalt pleaded. Cordelia leaned against the wall.
" My, she is improving!" She chuckled. She spoke to soon. Tybalt turned around and grabbed Hermia with his free hand and pushed her of his back. He then got up and picked her up, holding her hands," Oh I spoke too soon!"
" No fair! MOM! He cheated!" Hermia cried out.
" I didn't see a foul."
" Maaa...." Hermia whined.
" Don't forget I don't only know how to shoot, I also know how to fight!" He threw Hermia up in the air and caught her by her sides.
" Whee!" she laughed.
" Anyways ma, what's up?" Tybalt asked as he set Hermia down, who immidiatly went back to the window.
" Uncle Kent called. He has your birthday present ready." Cordelia said.
" He is two weeks late..." Tybalt smirked.
" When did you become so spoiled?"Cordelia raised her eyebrow," Now let's go, it should be here soon..."Hermia lazily slidded of the sill and run out the room. Tybalt slowly followed his mom and sister. He squinted from the bright sun light. His grandfather wasn't screaming at the mechanic anymore. He was circling around his limousine while mechanic was putting his tools away in his car," What's the problem daddy?" Cordelia asked while tiltling her head and looking at the car.
" Busted, the peice of junk!" Consort kicked the wheel," So busted, that there is no point repairing, I might as well buy a new car!"
" I've been telling you that for years!" Cordelia rolled her eyes.
" But this is my baby! I had this car for 20 years Cordie!"
" Dad, sometimes it's good to let things go." Cordelia put her hand on his shoulder. Consort sighed and rubbed his eyes. Mechanic got in his car and drove off.
" I'm still keeping it though," Consort huffed," Gonna go look for a new car tomorow I guess."
" I can help you out you know?"
" Perhaps..." Consort sat at the wheel and drove the car into garage," I hate doing this...Freaking Monties throwing their junk, busting cars..." He grumbled as he walked out he garage and closed the door.
" Nah too low of them..." Cordelia mumbled.
" MA!" Tybalt whined," Are we hear to discuss the limousine or are we doing some thing usefull?"
" Yeah I'm hot! Sun is killing me!"Hermia joined in. Consort frowned.
" Why did you three come out here anyways?" he asked Colrdelia.
" Kent has a present for your grandson here. So we are waiting up on him..."
" Oh no Cordie! I did not..."
" Shhh, daddy don't ruin the surprise!" Cordelia pressed her finger to her lips. Tybalt titled his head.
" I swear..." Consort rubbed his forhead," You and Kent always do things without asking me..."
" Oh come on daddy! You wanted him to be independant. Instead of relaying on chauffeur all the time, he can do it by himself..." Cordelia turned her head when she heard car honking. Tybalt and Hermia did the same.
" Oh boy..." Consort covered his face with his palm.
" Oh...my...god..." Tybalt slowly walked to the curb. A silver BMW drove down the street. Sun light was reflecting in the polish and seemed to glow," I GOT A CAR!" He screamed and raised his hands in the air. The car turned into drive way and stopped.
The engines turned of and his uncle got out the car," Happy birthday, Tybs!" He threw the keys to Tybalt. Tybalt caught them. He stood with his mouth open not believing his eyes. He just took the courses and he succesfully passed them and now he owns his own car. He examined the keys. They had one big key and a letter 'T' key chain.
" OH MY F**KING GOD!" Tybalt screamed again as he run to the car. Consort, Cordelia and Kent widen their eyes.
" EEEE!" Hermia squealed and run up to the car," Oh I can see my face! So shiny, just like a mirror!" she exclaimed.
" Custom build!" Kent exclaimed as he woke up from the shock of hearing Tybalt curse in excitement," Custom engine, paint and best of all!" He opened the door," It greets you! Pass me the key for a second," He took the keys of his nephew and started the car. a Monotone female voice said," Hello Tybalt." Kent took the keys back out," Might get annoying after a while so you can just turn it off here." Kent got out the car," No one has car like this in Veronaville or even in Sim City," he tapped on the roof," This baby can out run any racing car. Just don't forget the seatbelt!"
" My does it have wings too?" Cordelia laughed.
" I was going to instal them, but I thought it would be too much..."Kent shrugged as he passed the keys back to the amazed Tybalt.
" The fact that is better then a racing car is too much already Kent!" Consort exclaimed. Kent waved his hand at Consort.
" Wanna go for the test run?" Tybalt turned around to Hermia.
" YES!" Hermia jumped up and clapped her hands. She run up to the car and jumped in the front seat.
" Thanks Uncle Kent." Tybalt said.
" Hey, don't thank me kid. You deserve this. Now go on, drive safely." Tybalt nodded and got in the car. He started the engine and him and Hermia drove off.
" I swear, you two are spoiling him too much!" Consort raised his hands to the sky. Kent and Cordelia exchanged looks.
" Oh come on, kid's old enough, he knows what he is doing..." Kent started.
" Okey. I understand you get him a car, but custom built car that can outrun any racing car?!" Consort yelled.
" Dad, cool of before lid flies of your kettle..." Kent protested.
" Don't mind him, he is mad that his limo is broken..." Cordelia nudged Kent.
" Is that so?" Kent rubbed his chin.
" Yeah, mechanic said..." Consort started.
" Whoa, mechanic?!" Kent inturupted," I own a car store, I can build you car from scratch and you call a mechanic? What's wrong with you?" he exclaimed.
" Don't inturupt me!" Consort yelled," I outgta..." He raised his hand," Kids, I swear..." He turned around and walked to the mansion.
" Want some tea Kent?" Cordelia asked.
" Sure why not, might as well..." Kent shrugged," Hey dad!"
" What?" Consort mumbled.
" How about a brand new car, build from scratch just for you..." Kent started as he run up to his father.
" I don't need no rocket. I am not young kid any more so that does not facinate me." Consort mumbled. Him, Kent and Cordelia kept walking ot the mansion, while Kent tried to persuade his father to get a new car from his store.
" SO!" Tybalt exclaimed as his tapped on the wheel," Where do you wanna go?"
" Let's go get peircings!" Hermia exclaimed. Tybalt pressed the breaks causing Hermia to fly forward. He caught her with his free hand before she could hit the window.
" 1st of all! If you are to drive in this car with me, you better have seat belt! 2nd of all, PEIRCINGS?! HOW OLD ARE YOU MISSY?" Tybalt told his sister off.
" I am going to be 13 next week! I can do what ever I want!" Hermia whined.
" Not until I am your older brother!" Tybalt cut her off.
" Aaaw come on!"
" No!"
" Tybs, stop being so tight about everything!"
" Me?! Tight? Oh, you don't know how untight I am!"
" Scared piercing might hurt?"
" Uhm, no..." He answered honestly. If Romeo's blade hurt and left another scar on his face, there is no way piercing could hurt more then that.
" Then what?" Hermia tuned around in her seat.
" I don't know...I'm to used to askign permission I guess..." he felt wimpy saying that.
" Wimp..." Hermia chuckled.
" I'm, sorry, I didn't quiet hear you..." he squinted.
" YOU ARE A WIMP!" Hermia exclaimed. Tybalt backed of and hit his head on the window," You are to scared of grand dad and out of all people, I'd expect you to be more rebelious!"
" Oh I am rebelious, I just don't tell you half the sh*t I do!" Tybalt exclamied, grabbing his siter by the shoulder and setting her back in the seat.
" Prove it to me." Hermia smiled evilly.
" I am not scared of that jerk. I respect him, yes, but I am not scared of him. Trust me, I snuck ou the house waaaaay to many times for you to count." He chuckled as he pushed the pedal making the car move slowly.
" Let's say I beleive you. I still don't believe you can rebel enough and actually stand up to grand dad."
" Oh I can," Tybalt smiled with corner of his mouth," And just to prove it, we're getting those peircings!"
" No...WAY! Now that is rebelious!" Hermia gasped.
" You maybe my walking diary, but there is a lot you don't know about me. Hold tight." He said as he sped up down the street.
It was sunsetting when they got home. His uncle was still over by the looks of it. Tybalt parked the car in the garage and helped Hermia get up. Hermia had bandaid under her lip and one over her nose. Tybalt got himself snake bites and a bridge peircing. He looked redicoulus, so did Hermia.
" What are we gonna tell them?" Hermia whispered.
" I will think of it," Tybalt looked around and locked the car. He heard barking and two puppies run towards him," gah!" He got knocked over by two dobermans," Not now guys, shhh!" he pushed the dogs off and pressed his finger to his lips. Dobermans obidiently sat down," Good dogs. Go back to the pens. Herms, let's go."
" Tyb, I am worried..."Hermia said as she held on to her brothers hand.
" Who is a wimp now, huh?" Tybalt chuckled.
" I am not a wimp!"Hermia protested. Tybalt slowly opened the front door. He heard his uncle telling his grand dad about car accesories while Consort kept saying how too fancy they are," Coast should be clear. Follow me." He said as he walked on his tip toes. He pressed agint living room door. The only way to the stairs was by passing the arc," Crap..." He cursed. Hermia help onto his sleeve and hid her face in it. Tybalt peeked into the living room. When he saw his grand father turn away fromt he door, he whispered," Go." He slowly creeped and Hermia followed him, still holding onto his sleeve.
" Tybalt, Hermia! How was the test drive?" Kent asked giving them away. Hermia squaked making Consort turn around. Tybalt turned around on his heels and pushed Hermia behind him.
" Uhm, It was great! Wasn't it Herms?" He smiled widely.
" Yes, yes it was!" Hermia mumbled.
" What's with your face?" Consort raised his eyebrow. Tybalt bit his lower lip and made the fresh peircing cuts hurt.
" Nothing..." he paniked. Cordelia and Kent weden their eyes because they knew what bandages were covering.
" What's with the bandages?"
" Oh, these?" Tybalt pointed at his lower lip," I cut myself shaving! Yes, yes, Cut myself by accident..."
" In two spots on the same lip?" Consort squinted.
" Yes, clumsy me. Well, gotta go, I promised Herms to help with her homework!" Tybalt smiled as he pushed Hermia towards the stairs.
" But I don't have homework..." Hermia mumbled quitly.
" Just play along!" Tybalt hissed through his teeth.
" Hold there!" Consort exclaimed. He grabbed Tybalt by his shoulder and Sharply turned him around. He grabbed the bandage covering the bridge peircing and sharply ripped it off.
" OOOW!" Tybalt screamed," YOU PULLED HALF MY EYEBROW OUT!"
" Aha, I knew it!" Consort did same to his lip. Tybalt covered his lip and forehead. Hermia squeaked and did the same. Consort walked to her and ripped her bandages off. Hermia broke in tears," hands of your face both of you. NOW!" Tybalt and Hermia obidiently put their hands down. Cordelia gasped as she saw the peircings," How dare you!" Consort exclaimed.
" Oh come on..." Tybalt rolled his eyes. Consort slapped him accross the face.
" DAD!" Kent and Cordelia exclaimed," It's just a piercing..." Cordelia said calmly.
" You are spoiling them! You're going to praise them for it? Look at them, walking around shaming me and the clan. They look like circus freaks."
" I think I look nice." Hermia stood on her tip toes, but she lost her bravery, when Consort sharply turned around and looked down at her. Tybalt just rubbed his cheek.
" No, I am not going to prase them. It is a phase dad. Me and Kent had peircings at their age." Cordelia said," I still have my belly button piercing."
" Mom, we don't need to know..." Tybalt squinted. Hermia giggled.
" I ougta..."Consort raised his hand," You are lucky that you are my favorite Cordie and you are lucky that you're my eldest grandson!" he pointed at Tybalt.
" I like my peircing, weither you do or not." Tybalt said coldly," Would've done them sooner or later..."
" Don't push it, or I'll get the other cheek too." Consort mumbled as he walked away.
" Well, I am off to my room..." Tybalt turned around and walked towards the staircase. Hermia did the same.
" Hold on now! You are not of the hook." Cordelia said strictly," You both are grounded."
" WHAT?!" Tybalt complained," Ma...You said yourself..."
" That I have peircing? Yes, but you two did it with out my consent. I understand you Tybalt, but you drag your youngest sister in it? Shame on you!" Cordelia put her hand on her hips.
" It was her idea mom!" Tybalt pointed at Hermia.
"Oh what kind of man are you, blaming her!" Tybalt could not believe his ears," Even if it was, you are fool to follow her. Now go to your room, both of you!"
" Mom!"
" Go, before I ground you for month!" Cordelia said sharply. Hermia slowly walked toward the stairs,"By the way..." kids turned around," They suit you." Cordelia chuckled.
" Thanks." Tybalt huffed.
" Wanna play 'Go fish'?" Hermia asked as she leaned on the railing.
" Yeah, sure." Tybalt shrugged.Cordelia and Kent watched them leave. Cordelia Sighed and turned around.
" Don't they remind you of some one?" Kent chuckeled.
" Yes. You and me. A lot."
" You used to be my walking diary too." Kent rolled his eyes," Still are."
" So are you. They push Dad's buttons too..." Cordelia laughed.
" I'm gonna go. It is getting late sis. I gotta close the store and hit the bed. Gotta start working on dad's new car tommorow."
" You're closing early."
" I got a date." Kent whispered.
" With Bianca?"
" Who else? Don't tell dad."
" Diaries don't talk unless they are read." Cordelia 'zipped' her lips," Secret safe with me."
" Thanks sis." Kent hugged her," I am gonna go then, I'll see you later."
" I'll see you later too. Love you." Cordelia said. Kent paused.
" Love you too, sis" He mumbled as he walked away. Cordelia went upstairs to check on her kids. Tybalt and Hermia were playing cards. Juliet has been asleep since she came back home from the mall with her friends. She went in her room and took a green book from underneath her bed. Cordelia held the book close to her chest and went out side in the back yard. She cut some flowers from the rose bush and put them by the grave that read" Here lays Caliban Capulet. Great husband, Great Father, Great Son. He will be dearly missed."
" Hi Caliban," Cordelia sat by the grave," I miss you. Why did you have to go? You were the only one daddy would listen to." She sighed," You kids need you too." She put her hand on the cold grave stone. It felt really warm for a second," I'm sorry, I rant a lot. I will let you rest." She smiled and walked away toward the pool. She sat by the pool and opened up the book and began writting.
" Dear Diary,
My son and youngest daughter got piercings today. I know it is a phase. I do not aprove it either, I wish my dad could see things same way as I do. He is being very strict towards my kids, my babies. I sometimes can't take it, he is so rude and mean and he has such old standards. I feel like I am a sibling to my childeren sometimes, because I understand how they feel. Even mother refuses to understand..." Cordelia raised her head because she heard the comtion in the bushes. She shrugged, thinking it is one of the guard dogs and returned to writting.
" Got Threes?" Hermia asked.
" Nope." Tybalt said in a monotone voice. They moved their card game to the attic.
" Crap, you're good at this..." Hermia said as he reached to get a card.
" Watch the cursing..." Tybalt started. Loud bang broke the silence that was hanging over the mansion. Tybalt jumped up and dropped his cards. Hermia nervously looked around.
" What was that?" She got up and followed Tybalt out the attic. Dogs started barking. Juliet stumbeled out her room.
" What's wrong?" She yawned. Consort run up stairs.
" Is every one okey?" he asked.
" We're fine, what was that bang?" Tybalt asked. He saw Contessa come up the stairs as well," Mom?" He shouted. No reply.
" Where is Cordie?" Contessa asked. Tybalt run to his mother's room and opened the door.
" She is not here..." he said quietly.
"CORDELIA!" Consort exclaimed as he run downstairs," Search for her!" He ordered the guards. Tybalt run down the stairs. Hermia followed him.
" Mom!" She shouted,"Mommy where are you?"
" Mrs. Capulet!" guards called.
" CORDELIA!" Consort shouted.
" I don't like this..."Tybalt mumbled as he slowly walked outside.
" Where could she be..." Hermia slowly walked after him, looking around the garden. Tybalt stopped sharply when he reached the pool. Hermia bumped into his back," Tyb?" she looked up. Tybalt blankly stared in front of him. Hermia looked where he was looking and gasped. Cordelia layed by the pool. her eyes were open and blood was dripping from and open wound in her head. Blood was slowly dripping down into the pool. Hermia gasped and covered her mouth. She held onto Tybalts sleeve and cried in his arm. Tybalt put his arm around her. He could not beleive his eyes. Tears slowly run dow his cheeks.
" Tybalt, go look for your mother!" Consort shouted as he looked outside," Are you deaf boy?" he run up to him," I said...OH MY GOD! CORDELIA!" He shouted and run up to his daughter," Cordelia! CORDIE! NO! It can't be happening! GUARDS!" Everything became a giant blur. Tybalt bit his lower lip an huffed. Hermia cried harder into his side while he just stared blankly at his mother, feeling the ground moving from underneath his feet.
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