I have no excuse for not updating. Not one. Just me being lazy and never getting back to writing this. So I am sorry. I have a couple new ideas for this so it should get very interesting. Thanks to everyone who stuck with this story during it's super long hiatus. Hopefully none of you lost hope on me updating...
"Well, you sure know how to make someone's head hurt." Shawn remarked as he slowly became conscious again.
"Shut up." their captor replied as he finished tying off Juliet's bounds.
"Is that all people have to say to me? Why can't we just talk? Become friends?"
"Enough!" he shouted, "Really, I don't know why this girl even thought to be around you!"
"My name is Juliet, thank you." Juliet snarled at him, successfully kicking him in the leg.
"Don't make me tie up your feet, too, you brat."
"Why don't you shut up!" Shawn said, not very happy at someone calling his... girlfriend names.
"Do I need to get the duct tape for you psychic?! I said shut it! So do what I tell ya!"
"Do whatever the heck you want to me, but leave her alone."
"Guess what? You don't get to tell me what to do. And since you feel that way..." their captor walked over to Juliet and slapped her across the face. Hard.
"No!" Shawn screamed. "You..."
"What?" he just smirked, as if he was enjoying it. And he probably was.
"You can't do this!" Shawn yelled.
Their captor waved two fingers at Shawn and a man came out of the shadows with a roll of duct tape in hand. These guys were psychopaths all right, they all seemed to be enjoying every second of this.
The shady man with the duct tape took some of the tape and placed it over Shawn's mouth, keeping him quiet until he was needed.
With Shawn out of the way for the time being, the main man went back over to Juliet. "I believe you have something of mine."
"What could you possibly want that I have?" Juliet spat.
"Oh, something very important." he said through gritted teeth. He walked over to the glass cabinet on the back wall. It had all of their pictures: some with Juliet's family, Shawn's family, some with them together. It had a few priceless family heirlooms lining the shelves as well. The man, with the help of his henchman, threw the thing forward, breaking everything inside.
"Mmm!" Shawn mumbled through the tape.
"Where is it, Juliet." the man asked.
"What! Where is what?!" Juliet screamed at him. When the glass shattered, some of the shards reached to where they were both tied up, drawing some blood. Juliet had so many things going on at in that moment it was making her so overwhelmed.
"The photo! Where is the photo!" he screamed back. "I know it's here somewhere. I'll tear apart this whole house if I have to."
Looking back at this story, I noticed so many errors! So sorry for anything you might find in this chapter. I am way better at grammar, not perfect, but better. (Will it be ironic if there are any grammatical errors in this Author's note? Yes, I think it will be...) Seeing as though I am older, and back in school for more learnin'. Yayz... Sorry again for the LONG wait. I hopefully never have to make you guys wait this long for another update on any of my stories.
