A/N: This chapter is pretty violent so I've put the rating up.
"But what I don't understand is why she wouldn't go to the doctor." Sammy said thoughtfully.
"It's Brad it's so obvious. She hates him more than we do at any rate." Tibbs sighed.
Twister, Sammy, Reggie, Otto, all of Carla's brothers, Raymundo and Tito were sitting around the breakfast table talking about the previous day.
"Yeah but Carl was closer to mom than we were." Jase mused.
"Are you kidding me? Did you see how terrified she looked when she saw him?!" Tibbs demanded.
"If he's laid a hand on Carla I'm gonna skin him alive." Zack growled. There was a general mutter of approval and agreement from the rest of the Capulet brothers.
"Who is this "Brad" guy anyway?" Reggie asked.
"Well it all started a few years back when Carla was about eleven. It turned out that our Mom was having and affair with Brad; when my Dad found out he was heartbroken, the rest of us were just shocked. So Mom turned around and said she didn't love Dad anymore and she was leaving. So she left." Tibbs sighed.
"Ouch." Otto frowned.
"Yeah, then about six months later these divorce papers came in the mail; I guess Dad was hoping that mom would come back and say she loved him again. But this really hurt him. So he took it to court and proclaimed that he still loved her and he just wanted her back, he lost the case and they were officially divorced. Poor little Carla, she was devastated; the rest of us were older but Carla was just a kid then, it must have felt like her whole world was falling apart. So she burst into tears in the middle of the courtroom and threw herself at Mom begging her not to leave." Tibbs said sadly.
"That night, Dad ran into Brad and Mom in a bar and Brad started a fight with Dad and beat him up pretty badly. So Mom and Brad moved away to Texas and took Carla with them. At first Carla called us every night just to talk about nothing at all sometimes. She would write and E-mail and everything. Then the phone calls were every other night, and then once a week then they stopped totally, the E-mails too. But she was still sending us letters. She seemed to be getting more and more unhappy, she said how much she hated Brad, but then her letters stopped too, she had said that she was getting into more and more trouble at school to get some attention from Mom. The we got one last phone call, she was calling from payphone, she was in tears and we couldn't understand a word she was saying, then there was someone shouting at her and the phone went dead." Tibbs said softly.
"Poor Carla. What did you guys do?" Raymundo asked as the whole table had started listening to what Tibbs was saying.
"We were frantic, we called but every time we asked for Carla Brad slammed the phone down. Then we got a phone call from Twister's Dad saying that Carla was with them and she was ok. So we started getting the money to move there and we eventually did, the rest is history." Tibbs shrugged.
"Hey guys we home!" Carla's Dad shouted walking in the room with Carla.
"Hey Sis, how're you feeling?" Jase asked getting up and giving her a hug.
"A little sore, but better." Carla smiled.
"YAY FOOD!" Carla grinned grabbing Tibbs' breakfast.
"Hey!" Tibbs complained.
"Don't you "hey" me, hospital food sucks! I'm starving!" Carla said elbowing Tibbs playfully.
"In that case how about I teach you how to make the Shore Shacks famous Spicy Hula burger? But I warn you it's very hot and spicy." Tito smiled getting up.
"You're in for a challenge Tito, there's nothing too spicy and hot for our Carla." Carla's Dad laughed.
"Just tell me something Sis, you're not gonna try and go down that mountain again are you?" Zack asked getting up from the table.
"Hell yeah! I'm going to go down that mountain or die trying." Carla smiled broadly.
"Yeah, it's the "or die trying" bit we don't like." Jase smiled getting up.
"Ok, ok Otto! I'll set the pool to drain out in five minutes or so, I'll have to distract my brother's so they won't notice it's draining; then we can skate in it." Carla relented.
"Sweet!" Otto laughed punching his fist in the air.
"Carla have you seen where I left the video camera Jason gave me? I know I left it around here somewhere." Twister asked throwing things around desperately trying to find his camera.
"Sorry, Twist. Look you'll find it don't worry." Carla smiled walking out of the room.
"That'll teach that lame-O to steal from me." Lars laughed throwing Twister's new video camera up and down to himself.
A/N: Does anyone actually say Lame-O? I mean, totally weird!
"LARS! YOUR MOM'S ON THE PHONE FOR YOU!" One of Carla's brothers shouted up the stairs. Lars shuddered, how did his Mom always manage to sense when he was doing something he shouldn't be? It just wasn't natural to be able to do that! Lars put the video camera down by the window and walked off down the stairs.
Carla tapped on the controls by the pool to drain it; Otto and the gang had been nagging her to empty the pool so they could skate. Carla walked off to distract her brothers.
"Hey guys, you want me to get you drinks while I'm up? I'm already getting some for the gang." Carla smiled.
"Ok, weird. Ok feel free, I like this "I'm here to serve" attitude, keep it up." Zack smiled at his little sister.
"I'll get him one of these days." Carla muttered walking off.
Carla opened the bottle of lemonade with a fizz; Carla felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Carla listened hard, after years of having her brother's play tricks on her she could tell when someone was sneaking up on her. Carla walked outside and looked around, no one was there.
"If your mother asks you ran off so I couldn't take you to the next town. You got that kid?" A voice said from behind her. Carla spun around; Brad was standing behind her.
"Y-Yes." Carla said shaking.
"Yes, what?" He asked threateningly as he walked towards her.
"Yes Sir!" Carla said quickly.
"You couldn't even die properly could you? You and that damn dog of yours, you managed to live. Well I'll tell you what I did, I sent your little pet away, I sent him to a mad dog disposal unit. You won't be seeing him again." Brad growled.
"Mercutio." Carla whispered feeling tears build in her eyes.
"You mother will be devastated when she finds out. You were always so sloppy weren't you?" Brad said ominously.
"What do you mean?" Carla whispered terrified.
"You were the supposed to clean up that drink you spilt but you didn't, and you fell into the pool. So sad. So young." Brad smirked.
"I. please.don't." Carla whispered realising what he was going to say.
"If you even think of screaming I'll make this more painful than you can possibly imagine." Brad growled.
"My brothers, they're expecting me, and so are the guys. They'll get worried if I don't show up." Carla reasoned.
"Then they'll find your floating corpse won't they?" Brad laughed quietly. He quickly shoved Carla backwards; Carla felt her foot slip and she fell backwards. Carla winced as her ribs cracked on the edge of the pool as she slid into the water.
Carla kicked her legs but felt a hand holding her head under the water, Carla swam the other way but before she could come to the surface for air she was shoved under again. Carla felt her lungs burning for air as she clawed desperately at the arm that held her underwater. Carla couldn't take it anymore, she gasped for air and felt the cold chlorinated water gush down her throat, she felt herself sinking with the added weight of the water in her lungs. As Carla's world went black she subconsciously registered the pool beginning to drain.
"JU!" Twister screamed.
"Friends, Family, we are here today to mourn the tragic passing of Juliet Carla Capulet." The priest said sadly. Lightning flashed and rain fell from the sky. Twister felt the rain mix with the salty tears on his face as he looked up.
"How could she leave me? She never even managed the mountain." Twister thought sadly. He looked around; most of the town was here for Carla's funeral. He couldn't bear to call her Ju anymore, he knew he would never hear her sweet voice say "Reece" back to him.
"Reece! Pay attention!" A warm voice said from behind him. Twister turned around to see Carla standing behind him wearing her white dress that she wore for her their performance of Romeo and Juliet.
"Ju?" Twister asked walking forward.
"Well who else would I be?" She laughed teasing him.
"But you're dead." Twister whispered afraid he would wake up. Carla smiled and walked up to him.
"You know I can hear you, so don't tease me." Carla frowned touching his arm. Twister felt confused, suddenly she pinched his arm. With a jolt Twister woke up.
A/N: HAHA! IT'S A CLIFFHANGER!!! ANOTHER ONE!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHhahahahaha
Ok I'll be quiet now.
Anyway, don't worry as soon as I post this I'll start writing the next chapter. Is Carla really dead? Did Twister just dream the whole thing? Tune in next time for another episode of "Capulet Mountain"
"But what I don't understand is why she wouldn't go to the doctor." Sammy said thoughtfully.
"It's Brad it's so obvious. She hates him more than we do at any rate." Tibbs sighed.
Twister, Sammy, Reggie, Otto, all of Carla's brothers, Raymundo and Tito were sitting around the breakfast table talking about the previous day.
"Yeah but Carl was closer to mom than we were." Jase mused.
"Are you kidding me? Did you see how terrified she looked when she saw him?!" Tibbs demanded.
"If he's laid a hand on Carla I'm gonna skin him alive." Zack growled. There was a general mutter of approval and agreement from the rest of the Capulet brothers.
"Who is this "Brad" guy anyway?" Reggie asked.
"Well it all started a few years back when Carla was about eleven. It turned out that our Mom was having and affair with Brad; when my Dad found out he was heartbroken, the rest of us were just shocked. So Mom turned around and said she didn't love Dad anymore and she was leaving. So she left." Tibbs sighed.
"Ouch." Otto frowned.
"Yeah, then about six months later these divorce papers came in the mail; I guess Dad was hoping that mom would come back and say she loved him again. But this really hurt him. So he took it to court and proclaimed that he still loved her and he just wanted her back, he lost the case and they were officially divorced. Poor little Carla, she was devastated; the rest of us were older but Carla was just a kid then, it must have felt like her whole world was falling apart. So she burst into tears in the middle of the courtroom and threw herself at Mom begging her not to leave." Tibbs said sadly.
"That night, Dad ran into Brad and Mom in a bar and Brad started a fight with Dad and beat him up pretty badly. So Mom and Brad moved away to Texas and took Carla with them. At first Carla called us every night just to talk about nothing at all sometimes. She would write and E-mail and everything. Then the phone calls were every other night, and then once a week then they stopped totally, the E-mails too. But she was still sending us letters. She seemed to be getting more and more unhappy, she said how much she hated Brad, but then her letters stopped too, she had said that she was getting into more and more trouble at school to get some attention from Mom. The we got one last phone call, she was calling from payphone, she was in tears and we couldn't understand a word she was saying, then there was someone shouting at her and the phone went dead." Tibbs said softly.
"Poor Carla. What did you guys do?" Raymundo asked as the whole table had started listening to what Tibbs was saying.
"We were frantic, we called but every time we asked for Carla Brad slammed the phone down. Then we got a phone call from Twister's Dad saying that Carla was with them and she was ok. So we started getting the money to move there and we eventually did, the rest is history." Tibbs shrugged.
"Hey guys we home!" Carla's Dad shouted walking in the room with Carla.
"Hey Sis, how're you feeling?" Jase asked getting up and giving her a hug.
"A little sore, but better." Carla smiled.
"YAY FOOD!" Carla grinned grabbing Tibbs' breakfast.
"Hey!" Tibbs complained.
"Don't you "hey" me, hospital food sucks! I'm starving!" Carla said elbowing Tibbs playfully.
"In that case how about I teach you how to make the Shore Shacks famous Spicy Hula burger? But I warn you it's very hot and spicy." Tito smiled getting up.
"You're in for a challenge Tito, there's nothing too spicy and hot for our Carla." Carla's Dad laughed.
"Just tell me something Sis, you're not gonna try and go down that mountain again are you?" Zack asked getting up from the table.
"Hell yeah! I'm going to go down that mountain or die trying." Carla smiled broadly.
"Yeah, it's the "or die trying" bit we don't like." Jase smiled getting up.
"Ok, ok Otto! I'll set the pool to drain out in five minutes or so, I'll have to distract my brother's so they won't notice it's draining; then we can skate in it." Carla relented.
"Sweet!" Otto laughed punching his fist in the air.
"Carla have you seen where I left the video camera Jason gave me? I know I left it around here somewhere." Twister asked throwing things around desperately trying to find his camera.
"Sorry, Twist. Look you'll find it don't worry." Carla smiled walking out of the room.
"That'll teach that lame-O to steal from me." Lars laughed throwing Twister's new video camera up and down to himself.
A/N: Does anyone actually say Lame-O? I mean, totally weird!
"LARS! YOUR MOM'S ON THE PHONE FOR YOU!" One of Carla's brothers shouted up the stairs. Lars shuddered, how did his Mom always manage to sense when he was doing something he shouldn't be? It just wasn't natural to be able to do that! Lars put the video camera down by the window and walked off down the stairs.
Carla tapped on the controls by the pool to drain it; Otto and the gang had been nagging her to empty the pool so they could skate. Carla walked off to distract her brothers.
"Hey guys, you want me to get you drinks while I'm up? I'm already getting some for the gang." Carla smiled.
"Ok, weird. Ok feel free, I like this "I'm here to serve" attitude, keep it up." Zack smiled at his little sister.
"I'll get him one of these days." Carla muttered walking off.
Carla opened the bottle of lemonade with a fizz; Carla felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Carla listened hard, after years of having her brother's play tricks on her she could tell when someone was sneaking up on her. Carla walked outside and looked around, no one was there.
"If your mother asks you ran off so I couldn't take you to the next town. You got that kid?" A voice said from behind her. Carla spun around; Brad was standing behind her.
"Y-Yes." Carla said shaking.
"Yes, what?" He asked threateningly as he walked towards her.
"Yes Sir!" Carla said quickly.
"You couldn't even die properly could you? You and that damn dog of yours, you managed to live. Well I'll tell you what I did, I sent your little pet away, I sent him to a mad dog disposal unit. You won't be seeing him again." Brad growled.
"Mercutio." Carla whispered feeling tears build in her eyes.
"You mother will be devastated when she finds out. You were always so sloppy weren't you?" Brad said ominously.
"What do you mean?" Carla whispered terrified.
"You were the supposed to clean up that drink you spilt but you didn't, and you fell into the pool. So sad. So young." Brad smirked.
"I. please.don't." Carla whispered realising what he was going to say.
"If you even think of screaming I'll make this more painful than you can possibly imagine." Brad growled.
"My brothers, they're expecting me, and so are the guys. They'll get worried if I don't show up." Carla reasoned.
"Then they'll find your floating corpse won't they?" Brad laughed quietly. He quickly shoved Carla backwards; Carla felt her foot slip and she fell backwards. Carla winced as her ribs cracked on the edge of the pool as she slid into the water.
Carla kicked her legs but felt a hand holding her head under the water, Carla swam the other way but before she could come to the surface for air she was shoved under again. Carla felt her lungs burning for air as she clawed desperately at the arm that held her underwater. Carla couldn't take it anymore, she gasped for air and felt the cold chlorinated water gush down her throat, she felt herself sinking with the added weight of the water in her lungs. As Carla's world went black she subconsciously registered the pool beginning to drain.
"JU!" Twister screamed.
"Friends, Family, we are here today to mourn the tragic passing of Juliet Carla Capulet." The priest said sadly. Lightning flashed and rain fell from the sky. Twister felt the rain mix with the salty tears on his face as he looked up.
"How could she leave me? She never even managed the mountain." Twister thought sadly. He looked around; most of the town was here for Carla's funeral. He couldn't bear to call her Ju anymore, he knew he would never hear her sweet voice say "Reece" back to him.
"Reece! Pay attention!" A warm voice said from behind him. Twister turned around to see Carla standing behind him wearing her white dress that she wore for her their performance of Romeo and Juliet.
"Ju?" Twister asked walking forward.
"Well who else would I be?" She laughed teasing him.
"But you're dead." Twister whispered afraid he would wake up. Carla smiled and walked up to him.
"You know I can hear you, so don't tease me." Carla frowned touching his arm. Twister felt confused, suddenly she pinched his arm. With a jolt Twister woke up.
A/N: HAHA! IT'S A CLIFFHANGER!!! ANOTHER ONE!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHhahahahaha
Ok I'll be quiet now.
Anyway, don't worry as soon as I post this I'll start writing the next chapter. Is Carla really dead? Did Twister just dream the whole thing? Tune in next time for another episode of "Capulet Mountain"