Chapter 5: Shooter and Jail Time
/...\- Morton Rainey's own thoughts.
(...)- Shooter inside Mort's head.
'...'- Jenibelle's thoughts.
*...*- Dreams.
Don't own anything associated with Secret Window, or Morton Rainey or anything like that. (I sure do wish that I owned Johnny Depp though...)
Living alone in the middle of the wilderness isn't exactly some people's ideas of luxury. But for Jenibelle Weston, it felt just right. People always thought of it to be a discomfited way to live. All of the people who populated the town in Tashmore Lake County had families and neighbors and friends. Not Jenibelle. Jeni loved living alone on the west side of Tashmore Lake, with acception of her dog, Leena.
Jennibelle just moved to Tashmore Lake County and was not familiar with the lake and it's history. Well, the history of Tashmore Lake is more about Morton Rainey, and the murders. The first time Jeni heard about the murders, she felt intrigued. Jenibelle greatly respected Mr. Rainey and always loved his published works. She never gave it a second thought, until now.
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Jenibelle arrived in the Tashmore Lake County Jail around 5:00 p.m. She was unaware of the visiting hours and also unaware of what cell Mort would be in.
Jeni walked into the receptionist room and waited for her name to be called. She read a few magazines and walked to the snack macheine for something to eat. Jeni finsished her bag of Cheetos and headed back to the waiting room.
In about 15 more minutes, the receptionist called her name. "Jenibelle Weston."
Jeni walked towards the barred desk and sat down. "I'm here to visit Morton Rainey." Jeni wasn't sure of what to say.
The receptionist nodded and typed something on her computer. "Do you want a private chat or do you want to talk to him through bars?"
Jeni was sure he was safe enough to chat to privately. "Private."
The receptionist typed a few more things and then told Jeni. "Cell 453, please go to the pat-down first and ask for a tag."
Jeni followed her directions and soon found out what a pat-down was. A big fat man patting you down god knows where looking for weapons. She then got her tag and headed to the private phone line thing they had set up for her and Mort.
Jenibelle was nervous to see Morton Rainey. After all, he was the accused asaultee. "Jeni." Mort said through the reciever.
"Mort, what happened?" Jeni was always a get down to buisness type of girl.
"I need you to trust me, I really didnt want to get you involved,but I'm not supposed to be here," Mort cupped his hand over the phone.
"I know, that's why I came to see you. I have been in a coma for 3 damn weeks and noone will tell me what the hell happened and why you're sitting in jail" Jeni leaned in closer to the glass.
"I didn't kill Leena, and I most defantly didn't hurt you. That is the bottom line," Mort said.
"I know."
"Shooter did it," Mort looked down at his lap and then looked back up at Jeni, who was confused. "After years of therapy and counseling I've realized that I have 2 personalities. One is me, one is a man who accused me of stealing one of his stories so he could weave his way into my life and try to become me. I try to control him, but it is just getting too difficult," Mort sighed deeply, waiting for Jenibelle's reaction.
"Split personalities, so you split personality was actually you. But not you in a sense it was Shooter," Jeni paused for a moment. "Does Shooter happen to own a big-rimmed black hat?"
"Yes, he does."
"The guy at the door had a big-rimmed black hat. And the day you first cam to see me you werewearing a big-rimmed hat, was that you or Shooter?"
"Some days, I'm both, some days I can keep him bottled up inside, others I can't. It's hard to explain. Shooter is a guy from Mississippi, and he loves corn, and there isn't much more I know."
Jeni was sincerly comfused. The bailiff walked up behind her and told her time was up. She kissed Mort through the glass and left for home.
Jenibelle was driving on the highway towards her house when suddenly a man in a big-rimmed balck hat showed up beside her. "Miss Jeni, I believe you have a few words to say to me."
Jeni swerved off the road and stopped in a ditch. Shooter and heself exited the vehicle and stood face to face. "You killed my dog and put an innocent man in jail."
"Morton is not innocent, ma'am, he killed people, he kiled your doggy, and he assaulted you. I'm just good ol' Shooter. I ain't no city slicker Rainey. I'm trying to keep you away from him."
"But Mort is just another part of you and you're just another part of him," Jeni grew unsteady and she paced around to the front of her car.
"Mort Rainey created me when he was on vacation with his wife. I have nothing more to say, I saved you Missy and you'd better stop seeing Mr. Rainey before I finish what he started." With that, Shooter disapeared, leaving Jeni stranded alone.
Jeni moved to the drivers side of her car and got in, she revved up the engine and got her car out of the ditch.
She drove the rest of the way home with the interior lights on, and the high-beams balring into the darkness in front of her car.
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Jenibelle slept uneasy on the red couch all night. She was uncomfortable knowing that at anytime Shooter could show up and screw with her mind. Jeni was scared because she didn't have Leena around to protect her anymore.
Jeni got up suddenly in the middle of the night to get herself a glass of water. She retrieved one from the cupboard and turned towards the sink to fill it up.
The glass seemed to shatter before it hit the ground. In the sink were two eyes, one blue and one brown, the same eyes that were in Leena's head 4 weeks before. Jeni backed up and ran into the kitchen table, knocking it over. She was terrified.
Jenibelle ran upstairs and jumped into her bed, and hid underneath the covers. She heard weird things, like footsteps and voices downstairs. She heard a mirror and something else shatter and a woman's sceam, a man's scream, the sound of cars in the driveway. Then suddenly the covers were ripped off of her and she ran out of the room screaming for help and into the bathroom she went.
"Oh god, oh god," Jeni grasped around for something to protect herself with and found a plunger. She heard a noise and looked into the mirror, the face of Shooter was smiling at her, Jeni hit the mirror as hard as she could and it shattered all over the floor. Jeni looked at it for a moment then smacked herself in the head. "That was the mirror."
Another noise, it came from in the shower, Jeni quickly hit the shower door and it shattered. Jeni smacked herself again. "I'm paranoid."
After she made sure nothing was in her house, Jeni went back into her room and laid back down. This time falling asleep almost immediantly and staying asleep for the rest of the night.
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There it is people, I couldn't think of anything else to write so I figured why the hey not and entertain you people with that little bit that was in the movie. Well, if I update again, you are seriously lucky.
/...\- Morton Rainey's own thoughts.
(...)- Shooter inside Mort's head.
'...'- Jenibelle's thoughts.
*...*- Dreams.
Don't own anything associated with Secret Window, or Morton Rainey or anything like that. (I sure do wish that I owned Johnny Depp though...)
Living alone in the middle of the wilderness isn't exactly some people's ideas of luxury. But for Jenibelle Weston, it felt just right. People always thought of it to be a discomfited way to live. All of the people who populated the town in Tashmore Lake County had families and neighbors and friends. Not Jenibelle. Jeni loved living alone on the west side of Tashmore Lake, with acception of her dog, Leena.
Jennibelle just moved to Tashmore Lake County and was not familiar with the lake and it's history. Well, the history of Tashmore Lake is more about Morton Rainey, and the murders. The first time Jeni heard about the murders, she felt intrigued. Jenibelle greatly respected Mr. Rainey and always loved his published works. She never gave it a second thought, until now.
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Jenibelle arrived in the Tashmore Lake County Jail around 5:00 p.m. She was unaware of the visiting hours and also unaware of what cell Mort would be in.
Jeni walked into the receptionist room and waited for her name to be called. She read a few magazines and walked to the snack macheine for something to eat. Jeni finsished her bag of Cheetos and headed back to the waiting room.
In about 15 more minutes, the receptionist called her name. "Jenibelle Weston."
Jeni walked towards the barred desk and sat down. "I'm here to visit Morton Rainey." Jeni wasn't sure of what to say.
The receptionist nodded and typed something on her computer. "Do you want a private chat or do you want to talk to him through bars?"
Jeni was sure he was safe enough to chat to privately. "Private."
The receptionist typed a few more things and then told Jeni. "Cell 453, please go to the pat-down first and ask for a tag."
Jeni followed her directions and soon found out what a pat-down was. A big fat man patting you down god knows where looking for weapons. She then got her tag and headed to the private phone line thing they had set up for her and Mort.
Jenibelle was nervous to see Morton Rainey. After all, he was the accused asaultee. "Jeni." Mort said through the reciever.
"Mort, what happened?" Jeni was always a get down to buisness type of girl.
"I need you to trust me, I really didnt want to get you involved,but I'm not supposed to be here," Mort cupped his hand over the phone.
"I know, that's why I came to see you. I have been in a coma for 3 damn weeks and noone will tell me what the hell happened and why you're sitting in jail" Jeni leaned in closer to the glass.
"I didn't kill Leena, and I most defantly didn't hurt you. That is the bottom line," Mort said.
"I know."
"Shooter did it," Mort looked down at his lap and then looked back up at Jeni, who was confused. "After years of therapy and counseling I've realized that I have 2 personalities. One is me, one is a man who accused me of stealing one of his stories so he could weave his way into my life and try to become me. I try to control him, but it is just getting too difficult," Mort sighed deeply, waiting for Jenibelle's reaction.
"Split personalities, so you split personality was actually you. But not you in a sense it was Shooter," Jeni paused for a moment. "Does Shooter happen to own a big-rimmed black hat?"
"Yes, he does."
"The guy at the door had a big-rimmed black hat. And the day you first cam to see me you werewearing a big-rimmed hat, was that you or Shooter?"
"Some days, I'm both, some days I can keep him bottled up inside, others I can't. It's hard to explain. Shooter is a guy from Mississippi, and he loves corn, and there isn't much more I know."
Jeni was sincerly comfused. The bailiff walked up behind her and told her time was up. She kissed Mort through the glass and left for home.
Jenibelle was driving on the highway towards her house when suddenly a man in a big-rimmed balck hat showed up beside her. "Miss Jeni, I believe you have a few words to say to me."
Jeni swerved off the road and stopped in a ditch. Shooter and heself exited the vehicle and stood face to face. "You killed my dog and put an innocent man in jail."
"Morton is not innocent, ma'am, he killed people, he kiled your doggy, and he assaulted you. I'm just good ol' Shooter. I ain't no city slicker Rainey. I'm trying to keep you away from him."
"But Mort is just another part of you and you're just another part of him," Jeni grew unsteady and she paced around to the front of her car.
"Mort Rainey created me when he was on vacation with his wife. I have nothing more to say, I saved you Missy and you'd better stop seeing Mr. Rainey before I finish what he started." With that, Shooter disapeared, leaving Jeni stranded alone.
Jeni moved to the drivers side of her car and got in, she revved up the engine and got her car out of the ditch.
She drove the rest of the way home with the interior lights on, and the high-beams balring into the darkness in front of her car.
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Jenibelle slept uneasy on the red couch all night. She was uncomfortable knowing that at anytime Shooter could show up and screw with her mind. Jeni was scared because she didn't have Leena around to protect her anymore.
Jeni got up suddenly in the middle of the night to get herself a glass of water. She retrieved one from the cupboard and turned towards the sink to fill it up.
The glass seemed to shatter before it hit the ground. In the sink were two eyes, one blue and one brown, the same eyes that were in Leena's head 4 weeks before. Jeni backed up and ran into the kitchen table, knocking it over. She was terrified.
Jenibelle ran upstairs and jumped into her bed, and hid underneath the covers. She heard weird things, like footsteps and voices downstairs. She heard a mirror and something else shatter and a woman's sceam, a man's scream, the sound of cars in the driveway. Then suddenly the covers were ripped off of her and she ran out of the room screaming for help and into the bathroom she went.
"Oh god, oh god," Jeni grasped around for something to protect herself with and found a plunger. She heard a noise and looked into the mirror, the face of Shooter was smiling at her, Jeni hit the mirror as hard as she could and it shattered all over the floor. Jeni looked at it for a moment then smacked herself in the head. "That was the mirror."
Another noise, it came from in the shower, Jeni quickly hit the shower door and it shattered. Jeni smacked herself again. "I'm paranoid."
After she made sure nothing was in her house, Jeni went back into her room and laid back down. This time falling asleep almost immediantly and staying asleep for the rest of the night.
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There it is people, I couldn't think of anything else to write so I figured why the hey not and entertain you people with that little bit that was in the movie. Well, if I update again, you are seriously lucky.