Chapter 8: What Am I Doing Here?
/...\- 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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"What do you mean it's almost over?" Mort asked.
"What if Shooter isn't dead?" Jeni lead him downstairs.
"I felt that bullet, and if he isn't dead than he's a ghost or something," Mort sat down on the red couch next to Jenibelle.
"I was so afraid that I would kill you. I thought you were dead, I did, and when Shooter kissed me..."
"Shh, It's okay. Shooter's gone," Mort let Jeni's head rest on his shoulder for awhile until they both jumped at the sound of the phone ringing.
Jeni picked up the reciever. "Hello?" She paused for a moment. "Hello?"
"Who is it?" Mort took the phone from her. "If you call here again, I'm going to call the..."
"What?" Jeni looked at Mort, his eyes were wide.
"It's for you," Mort handed the phone over to Jeni.
"Hello?" Jeni said into the reciever.
"Miss Weston, we need to know where Mr Rainey is being contained. We have got a warrant for his arrest," The voice said on the other side of the phone.
Jeni quickly hung up. Mort looked at her questionly, "Who was it?"
Jeni stared into his eyes. "One of those, uhm, telemarketers," Jeni got up quickly. 'Warrant for his arrest, but he's been here with me the whole time.'
"Sure," Mort smiled sweetly.
Jeni made her way into the kitchen. She pulled out a frying pan and some eggs and bacon. 'Why? Why would Mort hurt anyone? He is so genuinly nice and...'
Jeni heard something crash in the living room, she ran in. "Mort, are you okay?"
Mort was picking up the table. "I'm sorry, I kicked it over," Mort blushed heavily. "So sorry.
Jeni laughed, "It's okay." Jeni went back into the kitchen and found that the eggs were completley burnt and the bacon was shriveling up into little tiny strips of dark black meat.
"Uhm, Mort, do you mind if we go into town to go get something to eat?" Jeni caalled from the kitchen.
"No problem!" Mort called back.
Jeni and Mort left the house and pulled out of the driveway. They kept in silence until they got to the small diner in town.
"Jeni, I'm just warning you, people do now like me here..." Mort began, getting out of the car.
"I understand, Mort," Jeni and Mort went into the diner and sat down at the table. The waitress looked at Mort uncertainly then handed him and Jeni a menu and asked what they wanted to drink.
"I'll have a Mountain Dew," Mort said.
"I'll have a Diet Coke," Jeni rested her elbows on the table. She noticed the waitress picking up the phone and dialing a number, she ignored it.
Jeni and Mort sat silently as the sipped their drinks and pleasently waited for their waitress to come back.
Suddenly a ward of police officers came through the door. Mort stood up and the cops ran over to him and hand-cuffed him. "Mr. Rainey you are under srrest of manslaughter in the 2nd degree..."
"Mort!" Jeni yelled after him. 'Oh what have I done?'
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Jeni followed the police cars over to the County Jail. She got out and followed them into the room where Mort would be questioned. She got put behind the special mirror and watched Mort.
"Mr. Rainey, is it true that while you were in Pennsylvania, you admitted yourself into a Depressionary Hospital and at the end of your term you walked out loaded with prescribed drugs?"
"I was diagnosed with Split Personalities," Mort stood up. "What does that have to do with it?" "Oh, nothing," The examiner said, cocking his head to the side. "Did you know that while you still lived here in Tashmore Lake County, that you were accused of killing numerous people?"
"I was found not-guilty..."
"What I do not understand is why you came back and why the hell you would kill another person," The examiner ran his hand through his hair and slammed his fists on the table.
"I was with someone the whole time," Mort tried to explain.
"Who is this someone? The girl you assaulted earlier? I don't think she'll be of much help to you."
"Go ahead and go get her, go ask her all of these questions," Mort sat down after pacing the room.
"We've already started," The examiner grinned. "She's already admitted to being assaulted by you and she said she dropped the charges in fear of you finishing your act."
"That is not ture!" Mort yelled, knocking his chair over.
"I'll be right back, sir, it seems as if your attorney has arrived.
In the other room, Jeni sat in the cold metal chair. She was being questioned by these people. "Miss, I just want you to know that you have no reason to be afraid of Mr. Rainey, he is being put in confinement," The woman said, sitting down across from Jeni.
"I am not afriad of Mort, he never killed those people, he didn't!"
"He admits to having split personalities, has he shown the other personality to you before?"
"Yes," Jeni sighed, now she can get the story out. "He can't control the personality, it's overwhelming for him."
"Go on, when have you seen this personality?"
"All of the time. Mort will be sleeping and suddenly he'll be awake runing around the house, trying to kill me," Jeni sighed.
"Mort?"
"No, his other personality, Shooter. Shooter is dead though. I killed him."
"He's dead, but how did this happen?"
"Mort was...in bed with me...and when we woke up he was himself, but when I went to go to the bathroom, Shooter came out."
The woman nodded and gestured her to go on.
"Well, I tried to get Shooter to talk to me, but he wouldn't. Shooter backed me into a dresser and I opened one of the drawers and grabbed my pistol," Jeni put her head in her hands.
"And..."
"And I shot him, just shot him," Jeni said.
"And how did Rainey get out alive?"
"The wound disappeared and he got up. I was so scared. I just wanted it to be okay, so I took him downtown for breakfast. Everyone was acting strange, I am so scared. Is Mort okay?" Jeni got up, walking up to the mirror. "I WANT TO SEE MORT, DO YOU HEAR ME, I WANT TO SEE HIM!"
"Allright, Jenibelle, I think you've had enough for one day, I'm going to try to get permission from the District Attorney to let you go see Mort in a confined room. Just to let you know, he cannot touch you or anything unless here is a guard in the room," The woman left Jeni alone in the room.
"Oh lord, please get me out of here!" Jeni pounded on the mirror. She threw the woman's coffee cup at it. The mirror smashed revealing people behind it discussing.
Jeni sat down on the floor and police entered the room. They picked her up and sat her down in the chair.
"I just want to see Mort," Jeni began retordedly.
"He'll be here in a minute," The cop said, placing himself in the entrace to the room. Mort entered a few minutes later.
"Oh god," Jeni jumped up and hugged him, the police tensed, and Jeni stuck her tongue out at them.
"Are you okay?" Mort sat down with Jeni at the table.
"I'm fine, I told these people..."
"No talking about the questioning or I will have to escort you out," the cop said, keeping his still position.
"Jesus, I don't know what to do Mort," Jeni put her head in her hands and sniffle.
"It's okay, Jeni, they don't have the proof, plus they know about Shooter," Mort stroked her hair.
"I told them," Jeni said. The cops then walked over and broke Jeni and Mort apart and led Mort ot of the room.
"I love you, Jenibelle."
"I love you too."
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Allright, this is the 1st one today, wait for the 2nd and third, you just wait!
/...\- 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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"What do you mean it's almost over?" Mort asked.
"What if Shooter isn't dead?" Jeni lead him downstairs.
"I felt that bullet, and if he isn't dead than he's a ghost or something," Mort sat down on the red couch next to Jenibelle.
"I was so afraid that I would kill you. I thought you were dead, I did, and when Shooter kissed me..."
"Shh, It's okay. Shooter's gone," Mort let Jeni's head rest on his shoulder for awhile until they both jumped at the sound of the phone ringing.
Jeni picked up the reciever. "Hello?" She paused for a moment. "Hello?"
"Who is it?" Mort took the phone from her. "If you call here again, I'm going to call the..."
"What?" Jeni looked at Mort, his eyes were wide.
"It's for you," Mort handed the phone over to Jeni.
"Hello?" Jeni said into the reciever.
"Miss Weston, we need to know where Mr Rainey is being contained. We have got a warrant for his arrest," The voice said on the other side of the phone.
Jeni quickly hung up. Mort looked at her questionly, "Who was it?"
Jeni stared into his eyes. "One of those, uhm, telemarketers," Jeni got up quickly. 'Warrant for his arrest, but he's been here with me the whole time.'
"Sure," Mort smiled sweetly.
Jeni made her way into the kitchen. She pulled out a frying pan and some eggs and bacon. 'Why? Why would Mort hurt anyone? He is so genuinly nice and...'
Jeni heard something crash in the living room, she ran in. "Mort, are you okay?"
Mort was picking up the table. "I'm sorry, I kicked it over," Mort blushed heavily. "So sorry.
Jeni laughed, "It's okay." Jeni went back into the kitchen and found that the eggs were completley burnt and the bacon was shriveling up into little tiny strips of dark black meat.
"Uhm, Mort, do you mind if we go into town to go get something to eat?" Jeni caalled from the kitchen.
"No problem!" Mort called back.
Jeni and Mort left the house and pulled out of the driveway. They kept in silence until they got to the small diner in town.
"Jeni, I'm just warning you, people do now like me here..." Mort began, getting out of the car.
"I understand, Mort," Jeni and Mort went into the diner and sat down at the table. The waitress looked at Mort uncertainly then handed him and Jeni a menu and asked what they wanted to drink.
"I'll have a Mountain Dew," Mort said.
"I'll have a Diet Coke," Jeni rested her elbows on the table. She noticed the waitress picking up the phone and dialing a number, she ignored it.
Jeni and Mort sat silently as the sipped their drinks and pleasently waited for their waitress to come back.
Suddenly a ward of police officers came through the door. Mort stood up and the cops ran over to him and hand-cuffed him. "Mr. Rainey you are under srrest of manslaughter in the 2nd degree..."
"Mort!" Jeni yelled after him. 'Oh what have I done?'
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Jeni followed the police cars over to the County Jail. She got out and followed them into the room where Mort would be questioned. She got put behind the special mirror and watched Mort.
"Mr. Rainey, is it true that while you were in Pennsylvania, you admitted yourself into a Depressionary Hospital and at the end of your term you walked out loaded with prescribed drugs?"
"I was diagnosed with Split Personalities," Mort stood up. "What does that have to do with it?" "Oh, nothing," The examiner said, cocking his head to the side. "Did you know that while you still lived here in Tashmore Lake County, that you were accused of killing numerous people?"
"I was found not-guilty..."
"What I do not understand is why you came back and why the hell you would kill another person," The examiner ran his hand through his hair and slammed his fists on the table.
"I was with someone the whole time," Mort tried to explain.
"Who is this someone? The girl you assaulted earlier? I don't think she'll be of much help to you."
"Go ahead and go get her, go ask her all of these questions," Mort sat down after pacing the room.
"We've already started," The examiner grinned. "She's already admitted to being assaulted by you and she said she dropped the charges in fear of you finishing your act."
"That is not ture!" Mort yelled, knocking his chair over.
"I'll be right back, sir, it seems as if your attorney has arrived.
In the other room, Jeni sat in the cold metal chair. She was being questioned by these people. "Miss, I just want you to know that you have no reason to be afraid of Mr. Rainey, he is being put in confinement," The woman said, sitting down across from Jeni.
"I am not afriad of Mort, he never killed those people, he didn't!"
"He admits to having split personalities, has he shown the other personality to you before?"
"Yes," Jeni sighed, now she can get the story out. "He can't control the personality, it's overwhelming for him."
"Go on, when have you seen this personality?"
"All of the time. Mort will be sleeping and suddenly he'll be awake runing around the house, trying to kill me," Jeni sighed.
"Mort?"
"No, his other personality, Shooter. Shooter is dead though. I killed him."
"He's dead, but how did this happen?"
"Mort was...in bed with me...and when we woke up he was himself, but when I went to go to the bathroom, Shooter came out."
The woman nodded and gestured her to go on.
"Well, I tried to get Shooter to talk to me, but he wouldn't. Shooter backed me into a dresser and I opened one of the drawers and grabbed my pistol," Jeni put her head in her hands.
"And..."
"And I shot him, just shot him," Jeni said.
"And how did Rainey get out alive?"
"The wound disappeared and he got up. I was so scared. I just wanted it to be okay, so I took him downtown for breakfast. Everyone was acting strange, I am so scared. Is Mort okay?" Jeni got up, walking up to the mirror. "I WANT TO SEE MORT, DO YOU HEAR ME, I WANT TO SEE HIM!"
"Allright, Jenibelle, I think you've had enough for one day, I'm going to try to get permission from the District Attorney to let you go see Mort in a confined room. Just to let you know, he cannot touch you or anything unless here is a guard in the room," The woman left Jeni alone in the room.
"Oh lord, please get me out of here!" Jeni pounded on the mirror. She threw the woman's coffee cup at it. The mirror smashed revealing people behind it discussing.
Jeni sat down on the floor and police entered the room. They picked her up and sat her down in the chair.
"I just want to see Mort," Jeni began retordedly.
"He'll be here in a minute," The cop said, placing himself in the entrace to the room. Mort entered a few minutes later.
"Oh god," Jeni jumped up and hugged him, the police tensed, and Jeni stuck her tongue out at them.
"Are you okay?" Mort sat down with Jeni at the table.
"I'm fine, I told these people..."
"No talking about the questioning or I will have to escort you out," the cop said, keeping his still position.
"Jesus, I don't know what to do Mort," Jeni put her head in her hands and sniffle.
"It's okay, Jeni, they don't have the proof, plus they know about Shooter," Mort stroked her hair.
"I told them," Jeni said. The cops then walked over and broke Jeni and Mort apart and led Mort ot of the room.
"I love you, Jenibelle."
"I love you too."
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Allright, this is the 1st one today, wait for the 2nd and third, you just wait!