Chapter 2: Lost Item?
The phone suddenly rang again two hours later at 11:30 in the morning…It was Shay again.
"Hello?" I asked. I sighed and looked at the picture of me and Shay recording "waste my time" in my coffee table. Damn it what am I going to say? I thought.
"Jude, it's been awhile…A long while." He said, "Look…I just wanted to say hi that's all…Yeah…how was recording so far, girl?" He just talked like we just first met each other a few months back.
"Nothing bad really…My record sales skyrocketed…People like my songs…" I paused for a moment and well…I thought about what William said…
"If your career goes down the toilet, it's not my fault…Trust me it's not!" Damn it, what could go wrong? I thought.
"Jude…So…Well…I am…" Shay just hangs up before he even uttered a word…I thought, what was he going to say? I walked out of my bedroom and Sadie just collided with me. Sadie just kept walking and I asked:
"Why the rush, Sadie?"
"Damn…I'm late for class and I got to meet Tommy like 2 hours ago…So well…bye!" She replied. She ran down to the bathroom and slammed the door hard. I laughed because she was that desperate to meet Tommy.
The doorbell rang and my mom came to open it. It was a delivery man and he has a package given to her and she went upstairs and hands me the package. She went downstairs and continued whatever she was doing.
"Jude…what could it be now?" I asked myself. I went inside my room and threw the package on the bed and I went back out of my room. I went downstairs and into the kitchen.
My mom just walked out of the kitchen and she left me some bacon, eggs, and some toast. "Thanks, mom…" I said to myself greedily. I ate for like 20 seconds (Felt like 20 seconds) and I hear the door slamming upstairs and I left my plate in the sink and went in the living room. I just watched some TV for like 30 minutes and I see a black and white Les Paul right next to the piano. Whose guitar is this? I picked it up and the guitar was signed by Zakk Wylde in white ink on the pick guard and there was an envelope on the guitar neck. It said "Jude" in green, bold letters. I opened the envelope and there's a note:
Jude,
You were great last night…I didn't know you play U2! I got this guitar two years ago and Zakk Wylde signed it for me…Very cool to meet him…I got to sing one of his songs! It was a thrilling experience! I wanted to give you this guitar as a way showing good job and keep going at it! But I know you'll read this note…so just to make this straight, meet me at this address ASAP:
2030 Stanton Blvd.
Suite 220
Toronto
Hope you can be there! Call me soon! You have my number…
William Turner
I folded the note and slipped it back in the envelope. Sadie was at the door and she was fully dressed with her blue denim jeans, her white shirt, and red shoes…
"Jude…how do I look?" She asked. I giggled because that is the first time she asked me about what she's wearing.
"Sadie…I'm not going to answer that! I'm not the fashion police. I can't arrest you because you look fat in that shirt…By the way you look great!" I replied. Sadie had a very relieved face and she left the house. It was just me again…alone…in the house...with my mom.
"Jude…Jude…" Someone yelled by the door and kept on knocking it.
"I'm coming…I'm coming…" I said impatiently. I opened the door immediately and it was one of the neighbor kids. He started:
"Someone got stabbed badly…kept calling your name…" At first I didn't believe him…but then he said the name…William Turner… " He was just picked up by a Paramedic team a few seconds ago to Bayview medical." I closed the door with a bit of rejection about William…I leaned on the door and slowly sunk to the floor. My mom walking through me sees me and asks what's wrong:
"Jude, honey…What's up?"
"Mom…William…William…" My voice broke and cried.
"What happened to William, Jude?" She asked warily. I stood up and wiped my tears off my face and replied:
"He was stabbed…William…out of all the people that I trust…Why him?" I asked doubtfully
"For one second, you didn't trust him…now you're just going to give him some empathy?" She asked. I didn't answer because I still kept of thinking of William. I thought, I got to meet him in the hospital…I can drive…sort of…I got my license last week and I can drive…
"Mom…can I drive to Bayview?" I asked hurriedly. She nodded and I rushed upstairs to get changed. I went to the kitchen and picked up my car keys and went in my Ford Mustang and drove off in the sunset. I sure hope William is okay, I thought.