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It was a
full moon night, the rains started to drop and the stray animals initiated
seeking particular sheds around the street to hide below, the brick roads
always capture the attention of Jacqueline and it’s also mutual between her and
Beatrice.
Jacqueline arrived
home and by the edge of the door she texted Beatrice to check on her but she
didn’t answer, she was busy doing tasks before the pharmacy closes…
She went to
her room after she grabbed the lunch leftovers from the fridge and started
searching for some laws that serve women in assault cases to exploit knowledge
therefore she can provide Beatrice with confidence and persistence.
She kept
quoting data and forwarding them to Beatrice but there was still no response,
despite her shift had already finished, she didn’t bother anymore she slept and
seems like her dreams are starting to hit in again and give away some signs
that should be considered consistent.
Beatrice is
a captive of a monster in real life and incorporeal one, she finds no freedom
even outdoors, she always feels chased due to her complex situation, Jacqueline
saw her as a captive of her stepfather, he locked her in her room, and despite
she can run away from the window she can’t and despite her room door was open
as well she couldn’t escape he locked her chest and senses… he only treats her
as a doll, what a dull!
she begged
Jacqueline to help her, but it was a sound just repeating in Jacqueline’s ears
not uttered by Beatrice, Beatrice was just sitting by a corner with a muffled
mouth, poetically narrating her suffer through her sad eyes, whenever
Jacqueline tries to approach her, the distance keeps distancing and she never
reached her friend to free her from this cage.
Jacqueline’s
phone rang so early even before her shift starts by several hours, she picked
up the call feeling out of senses and then she received one of the worst news
she ever heard by a single mortal, her dear friend didn’t live a day of
victory, maybe the only victory is her leaving this world full of evilness and
went instantly to where she can find peace.
The rage
dwelling Jacqueline escalated the double and she initiated thinking to take revenge
but not knowing yet how to do it… she squeezed her palms and grinded her teeth
once she arrived and saw Beatrice lying on the floor dead, she slowly got
closer and kneeled down, ran her fingers over her pale skin and wet hair, her
tears initiated to drop heavily, she carried her head on her wrist and kept
whispering in her ears whereas she’s bending her neck down and promising to
avenge her at any cost.
They stated
that she died either from asthma or sharp drop on blood pressure according to
nourishing issues, then they transmitted her body to be preserved until her
family come and start already the death procedures, hence she gets buried soon.
All the
coworkers confirmed that she lost her inhaler last day and she was looking for
it, but she never found it, and she didn’t buy another one because she was
thinking that she forgot it at home.
They interrogated
the cleaning employee as well and she said that Beatrice never spoke or
objected meanwhile she was cleaning, she just started immediately to cough and
went to the bathroom.
They released
her body and Dr. Miller commanded everyone to take a day off so they can attend
Beatrice’s death ceremony and be present in her funeral
The cemetery
was as dark as her soul, the atmosphere was so calm, depressive and out of
colors, seems like it’s reflecting the dead’s stories and loneliness there
below the muds.
Jacqueline
saw Beatrice’s stepfather standing drunk in front of her grave meanwhile they
were moving her shrouded body down, she imagine all the sadistic attitudes she
could treat him with, if she could drink his blood she would but gradually she
will metaphorically do.
She didn’t
stop seeing nightmares all the night after the funeral, before she sleeps she
was sobbing while checking their chatroom and recollecting days she was giving
hope and methods of adaption and escapism for Beatrice, she empathized her at
every situation, she couldn’t endure the pain repressed deep down…
The ambient
light was dim, her eyes started blinking slowly and her tears dried on her
skin, the rains were pouring outside and the spectrum of Beatrice was following
her to her dreams… she saw her riding the car with Patrick, the coworker she
had a crush on and she was happy until her stepfather followed them, and
stopped the entire good scene because his jealousy and obsession were devouring
him…
Jacqueline
woke up, stayed halt over her bed rubbing her chest and gasping because of
seeing her friend two times in a row, into a bad dream that keeps her feeling
of guilt increasing, she opened her eyes and drank her coffee, went downstairs
putting the earphone and walking to her friend’s home, she looked through their
window, the mother was already hosting delinquents to drink with her and do
drugs, whereas the stepfather is sitting on a chair smoking and getting high…
She looked
around, the cats and dogs that got used to be visited and accompanied by
Beatrice were looking back at Jacqueline transferring the same feelings she
has, seemed like they were approving her thoughts, and they were the only mute
friends that saw everything but can’t speak…
Jacqueline
walked through this narrow neighborhood finding stores closed and just one open
it was a phone store, she bought a new earphone and exchanged a cigarette
packet with the owner with money… she walked around the trolls everywhere, the
dead trees, the collapsed buildings smoking and listening to her new playlist
shared by Beatrice, every single song was describing different feelings that
were never spoke by her, she went to her grave that was quite close, she placed
a cigarette over the mud as if was Beatrice able to smoke with her, the moon
was lighting the place around and the rains were sending condolences to the
earth for what happened to this oppressed girl, Jacqueline talked about
everything that bothered her, talked about her loneliness throughout her high
school where everyone had a fellow and she didn’t, winter season was always her
favorite and still because the rains were washing away her sadness, being nerd
never helped her feeling better, being unseen was never accepted or satisfying
for her own-self…
Her parents
were always busy, her mother has resigned and already stayed with her after she
got divorced and that created a gap between them not the opposite as it should
be claimed, whenever they stay together her mother never stops criticizing and
never stops interfering in her life not intentionally to ruin it, but because
she involuntarily and instinctively care about her daughter, but because she
couldn’t handle her marriage and both of them were sabotaged because of anger
issues, she couldn’t handle her life so she’s putting all the burden over her
daughter, though she’s doing domestic activities, checks on Jacqueline and
always try to treat her better, the reason why Jacqueline is tired of her
mother’s paradoxical behaviors, she’s carrying the responsibility of others’
faults…
She sensed a
hand tapping on her shoulder, she looked back but there was no one, she just embraced
her illusions at that moment she imagined Beatrice hearing her and trying to
cool her devastation down.
Jacqueline
is a kind of visual person she sees a lot and stores a lot in her brain through
the sights she spectate before her eyes, she sees a lot of dreams and share
them with anyone around her but she never thought to write them down, according
to the constant underestimating she used to encounter by others about her
theories including dreams interpretations she stopped caring about them, even
Beatrice never knew about it.
She couldn’t
sleep because of the insomnia, she went to the pharmacy fatigued and out of
concentration, she messed up a lot of prescriptions and during the supervision
of Dr. Miller, he requested her to take a short vacation to clear her mind but
she refused, this is considered the only mean to distract her from her darkest
thoughts and dreams, whenever she’s alone she finds it hard to relax, also work
helps her thinking more…
The reports
of the day included a lot of complaints from the customers about the products
influence over them, so Dr. Miller started to suspect the industrial company
they import their products from so he asked the labor to take the samples and
analyze their substances again in case they messed with them to sabotage the
pharmacy’s reputation, just because he refused to break the contract with them
on one condition, which is them paying a compensation for him…
They wanted
to sign a contract with a fancier pharmacy to earn more money, so his theory is
them involving him in trouble to get his pharmacy closed because of
blackmailing them financially… people dealing with this brand for years never
denied their high quality and the other branches of fancier pharmacies in the
city never complained about their products so the only drop that will happen if
the samples were expired or toxic will be only occurring for the pharmacy.
Jacqueline
went home and slept instantly bearing no more exhaustion, her last dream about Beatrice
for that day was seeing her leading her to an elite neighborhood where Patrick
the coworker lives, and she stood behind his back going back and forth towards
him and Jaqueline saying no word.
For the
unlimited time Jacqueline wakes up panicking about Patrick and thinking
seriously how to rescue everyone in the scene from that monster who used to
assault Beatrice.
They all
went to the pharmacy the next day receiving more complaints…
And the more complaints they receive the worse
their reputation becomes,
Because one
time will never detect a fault,
It can be
just a warning for them, but constant complaints will be triggering a bankrupting…
Dr. Miller received
the labor’s report, all the samples were confirmed valid…
Which was
shocking for him, his theory was still considered for him and he thought that
they even might have bribed the labor to fake the reports…
His journey
shall not end soon, and he will insist to rescue his own successful project he
saved for years.
By night
Jacqueline was the only one remained in the shift she decided to revise the
camera’s record that day Beatrice died, and she noticed that there’s a small
device that was given to her after the client got out from the bathroom… she
wondered where this inhaler might be hidden at! because when they found
Beatrice they didn’t find her inhaler but it’s still claimed that she either
failed to breathe and died shocked and the inhaler was too late to be used or
she just ignored using it in order to commit suicide, she might have faked an
optimistic tone when she was talking earlier to Jacqueline about reporting.
But still where’s
the inhaler?
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