I have a feeling that some people will be sending me a pm about this chapter.
Well nowhere in the book did I see anything that said that when a role-holder
dies, that they can't keep their body. And some say that joker can't die. Well,
sorry, but he died.
I cried. And cried. But I couldn't imagine the pain that Black was feeling
right now. He must be devastated. No... Not devastated, crushed. Even with his
hard exterior, he was somewhat soft on the inside.
Black and White, they didn't treat each other like counterparts, they treated
each other like brothers. To me, they were like twins. White told me that.
I had to find Black and tell him that I was White's replacement. But he wouldn't
be happy. I tried to build up my bravery, but it didn't work. I tried to stop
crying, but I seemed that I had an endless flow of tears.
I thought about White, and how special he was to me. Then I realized something.
This something made me scream and want to beat my head into a tree. It was shot
at me, and I didn't know what to do. I know Black wouldn't like this.
I realized, after he died, after he met his fate, after he passed the point of
no return, that I loved him.
I ran out of tears to cry. I couldn't do anything about it anymore. It was over.
I looked around, and seeing no one, I ran. I ran strait for the circus, to the
prison, to Black. It took me a matter of minutes to reach it, but when I did, No
one was there. Only tents.
I ran about, trying to find Black. I ran into the prison, and screamed his name.
"Black!" I called, running up and down the rows of prison cells.
"What do you want bitch?" asked a thick voice from up ahead.
I walked as calmly as I could up behind Black, who was sitting on the ground,
facing a wall. I crouched down next to him, and I saw that he was crying.
"Black, it's Willow." I said. He still didn't turn around to face me.
"still," he said, " what do you want bitch?" he asked for a second time. I
sighed, and wiped a tear off his face.
" We have a slight problem." I said, not knowing how to put this.
"we?" he asked, still crying.
" It has to do with your brother." I said as gentle as I could.
" what is it?" he asked, new tears spilling down his cheeks at the mention of
his brother.
"turn around Black." I said softly. I stood up, and backed away a few feet, not
sure how he would reply to this.
He slowly turned around to face me. He looked me in the eyes, and his widened.
"you...?" he said, obviously confused. I nodded.
"I guess I'm your new counterpart. I know that I will never replace White
but..." I trailed off, not knowing what to say.
I knew that White was gone, but I wanted to say my final goodbyes.
"Black?" I asked quietly. " where is White's body?" he looked at me with wide
eyes, then he closed them.
"with the mortician. " he said flatly.
" you mean Julius?" I asked.
" ya him. Whatever bitch." he said.
"fine." I said, " I'll be back in a few hours."
He just waved me off, and went back to starring at the wall.
I left him in the prison, and continued out of the joker forest. I walked until
I saw the tops of the towers.
The clock tower loomed in front of me. I shivered; it looked kinda creepy. I
went up to he front door and knocked loudly so that would be heard.
A young girl that was known as Alice answered the was maybe 2 years
older then me, and she is a foreigner. Her and I are friends, and when she saw
me, she smiled.
"hi Willow, what's up?" she asked, apparently oblivious to White's death.
" is Julius here?" I asked with a small sad smile.
" yup, but he wont let me in his office. I wonder why... " she trailed off.
" can I see him?" I asked, smile gone.
" sure. But once you do, can you tell me why he won't let me in?" she asked,
eyes filled with curiosity.
"okay, if you really want to know." I said, shaking my head.
I walked in, and up the stairs, to the second floor. I walked to the large
white double doors at the end of the hallway, and knocked.
" Alice, I told you that you can't come in already" said a voice from inside the
room.
"Julius? It's Willow." I said.
" you can't come in either, unless you know...?" he asked lightly.
" yes I know." I answered sadly.
" do you really want to come in?" he asked, with slight worry in his voice.
"I would like to say my final goodbye." I said, crystal tears in my eyes.
"come in." he said in a deadpanned voice. I carefully opened the door, and
slowly closed it behind me. I looked around, and I saw White laying on a metal
table in the middle of the room.
That just broke me.
On the inside, I was screaming and crying and freaking out.
But on the outside, I only let the tears fall. Julius walked up next to me, and
put his hand on my shoulder.
" I'm going to leave you alone." he said gently. He walked out and closed the
door behind him.
When he was gone, I smiled sadly and said,
"damn it White, did you have to leave now? I had something to tell you." this
time I held back my tears, and I sighed.
I approached the pale body, and looked at him. He looked all the same. Same
floppy ginger hair, same clothing, and same jester hat.
" I just wish that you could see my eyes, White." I said as a tear slowly
dripped down my face.
I looked around for a blank piece of paper, and spotted one on Julius's desk. I
wrote down a quick note, and folded the paper over, so you can't see the
lettering. I quickly kissed the tip of his nose, and slipped the note into his
hand.
"I will never forget you." I whispered, knowing that he couldn't hear me. I left
the room without a second thought.
BREEF POV CHANGE
Julius POV
I was Willow walking out of my office, where thee body was. She looked at me.
"thank you" she whispered. I nodded, and she left the tower without another
word. I looked down the hall to make sure that Alice wasn't coming. I opened
the door to my office, and stepped in.
I looked over at the jokers body, and saw something small and white sticking out
of his hand. I walked over to the body and grabbed the white thing. It was a
note.
'To White'
It said on the top. I looked at it, and opened it.
Dear White,
I know that you cant read this, but I had the need to say it anyway. You were
a very special person to me, and you were one of my best friends.
I love you.
From, Willow 3
God she has a strange taste in men... But I updated twice! This is a very
depressing story... Poor Willow.
But anyway... Nope that's it.
CASS OUT3