1The dance
By: Amee Eliza
"Ethan?" She called tentatively. She made her way to the bedroom. She just followed the hallway down to the door and opened it. She had gone for to deliver a message from Paula, but now the temptation to explore was scooped up like sand in her hands.
Grandma Paula they all called her and Ben, well, he called her Mom.
Paula did not dislike it because she had children off the island and she loved the feeling that someone would need her and feel warmly to her.
She was their cook, and "not too bad" as Benjamin Linus finally admitted jokingly to one if his colleagues.
Juliet Burke looked for Ethan Rom. She burst into his house hoping to get a little insight into this man's character. She hoped to find something that signified his deepest thoughts and regrets.
She knew they all had regrets.
This curiosity lead Juliet into his quarters.
His bed was unmade but his clothes were folded and as she opened the desk drawer she caught sight of a ring on the ground. It was a gold band inscribed "to my love, to my life."
The words didn't effect her particularly but she did wonder what they meant.
She heard footsteps and the door was swung open. He stood there and she tried to stand upright quickly.
"Juliet?" Ethan asked his surgeon apron garnished with blood.
His eye brows made an interesting subject as they clenched together in what appeared to Juliet to be "tenseness."
"I'm sorry." She said fear rushing suddenly through her veins.
"What are you doing in my quarters?" Ethan asked simply, his feet seeming bothered by the stillness of the room.
"I was searching." She answered truthfully.
"For what?" He demanded.
"It doesn't matter but what does matter is that I was looking for you." Juliet said cooly. She knew Ethan would not accept this end to the conversation so she said simply "I was snooping, okay?"
Ethan's mouth broke into a small grin.
"I never knew I was such an interesting subject."
Juliet feeling a little moody said "Don't compliment yourself so much I did this at Ben's too."
"And he is comparable to me?" Ethan asked not taking the insult like Juliet thought he would.
"Well, yes, in certain ways." Juliet said.
Ethan motioned for her to depart to the living room.
Juliet's hair was scraggly and her eye's were burning with desire.
Ethan offered her a seat but she declined. He sat down on his red sofa. He let out a sigh.
"So, in what ways am I like Ben?"
Juliet crossed her arms in a comfortable fashion and answered simply, "Well, let's see. You both are devious liars."
Ethan looked unaffected but he was hurt.
"Liar?" He let out exasperated.
"I do what Ben says and Jacob. I have no devious motives and I am not a liar. Just get out." He ended the conversation with an offended tone. He moved his right hand to the air in anger.
"Oh yah, by the way there's going to be a dance." Juliet said before she left.
Ethan looked out his window at her fleeting figure in the evening. Ethan put his hand to his forehead in distress. He spent the night alone and quite miserable. Not wanting to think about a dance of any sort.
Juliet Burke wished she had never even went to Ethan's house. She knew it would take time to heal but she didn't want to wait. She didn't want to let time heal, because time had not healed so many things. Her hurts and her insecurities. She felt so small as she walked along the shoreline.
Then to her surprise she saw him. Talking to himself, and muttering. Then he saw her and turned his face. She did not approach him but he came to her.
"Hey Ben." The words were choked out.
"The evening is stunning." He described for her.
"What's wrong Ben? Is something happening to us?" Juliet Burke asked earnestly. This thought of withering silent destruction was playing in her mind, being painted slowly and sloppily like a preschooler. All was not well. The tides of concern touched her feet and reached her brain.
Ben seemed transfixed for a moment on the sunset. It was a fire and it was slowly becoming dim. Dim as Juliet's hope for getting off the island.
"It's going to be alright Juliet." Ben said eerily.
Juliet needed assurance and asked "Are you sure Ben?"
"Is anybody really sure of anything?" He asked. His face appeared cold and his eyes huge globes of wonder.
Silence was company for a moment and Juliet sat in the sand. For some reason she longed for another human to sit by her side, so she asked him to, the leader, whom she had said she "hated."
Ben faltered a little but then sat. She could tell he was not a beach person, which was strange because his domain was an island.
She thought of all she wanted to say but couldn't and he thought of all he couldn't say and would try to say.
"How's Sabine?" He asked.
"A little better." She told him. Fear was in her.
The waves rushed in and they both sat up and fled.
Ben laughed. She was shocked.
Ben laughing?
"Stupid water." Juliet muttered.
"Juliet, I want to tell you why I came here today." Ben said slowly.
"Ben?" She asked.
Darkness was sweeping in.
"Let's go Ben, it's dark." Juliet said.
"Wait."
Then they both turned their heads to see a huge blob wash upon the shore. It was too dark to see what it was. Ben was desperate and finally let out
"Jacob said something is coming to this island, and-"
Ben stopped.
"What?" Juliet asked very surprised.
"I don't know when and I don't know how but something is coming. Jacob also said I can't-"
He stopped as he did previously.
"Can't what?" Juliet asked.
"He said I trust you too much, and that you would betray me."
"Ben, that's crazy talk."
"How do I know Juliet?" Pain was in his voice.
Juliet quite emotional, ran off, and left him alone on the beach.
Ben's feelings were downing and Jacob's commandments were haunting.
"Kill Juliet."
"I will not listen to you." Ben defied out loud.
The commandments grew louder, he grew dizzy, the waves crashed on the sea, lightning in the air, and a hand touched his shoulder. It was firm and somewhat comforting.
Ben jumped.
"Ben?"
It was Tom.
"I had some questions about the dance." Mr. Friendly said.
They walked back and Tom asked him who he was talking to. "To myself." Ben answered.
Was Jacob himself?