𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝗲 and Death
Juliet was starting to hate receiving phone calls because there was always bad news on the other end. It was a phone call from the hospital when she learned her parents died. Today was no exception, so when she heard her phone start to ring, Juliet knew that something was wrong. She didn't know what but she knew. When she picked up the phone and received the terrifying news that her studio had caught fire, the brunette immediately rushed out of the house and toward her studio
Thankfully, Camilla did not have a dance class today. Both of the children were with their father; knowing they were both safe puts that part of her mind at ease. However, knowing that the place she had worked so hard on could possibly be destroyed set the young brunette into a panic. Sure, she had other studios, but this one was her first. Aside from her children, it was her pride and joy. It helped shape Juliet into the woman she was today
When Juliet finally arrived at the scene, her golden hues filled with tears as she helplessly watched the flames consume her studio. She hated that there was nothing she could do but watch. Juliet walked over to one of the firemen, "How...how did this happen?" she asked, her voice was shaking. The fireman looked at Juliet, "I assume you're the owner. It seems as if someone poured lighter fluid around the building and threw a match. I'm sorry to tell you this Ms. Carrington, but someone was purposely trying to destroy your building". Hearing this caused her eyes to widen in horror. Why would anyone want to set fire to her studio?
"Juliet!" she turned around when she heard one of her dance instructors yelling her name. Juliet could tell by the sound of her voice that something was not right. "Juliet! Bethany is still in there! I tried to get her but the flames were too big. I'm so sorry!" The instructor tried to apologize in a frantic. The building was now the last thing on her mind. When Juliet saw the instructors and dancers huddled together, she had assumed they all made it out safely. She rushed over to the same fireman she had spoken to before, "There is a little girl in there! She's only ten years old!"
"Ms. We are doing the best we can," She could tell that he was trying to stay calm for her sake , however, it was not helping at all. There was a child in there. The building no longer seemed important. A building could always be remade, but a life couldn't. Juliet felt as if her heart was going to drop out of her chest when she saw them place a small figure in the back of an ambulance. She knew it was Bethany. She watched as the little girl's parents jumped into the back of the ambulance with their daughter. Juliet couldn't help but feel pain for them. She wouldn't know what she would do if that was one of her children.
It had taken them a few hours to finally get the flames out, but Juliet's mind was still on the little girl. She would worry about the building later, but right now she had to make sure Bethany was okay. She drove to the hospital and rushed to the waiting room where she saw Bethany's mother sitting there with her face buried in her hands. When Juliet walked over to her, she knew that something was not okay. The woman looked up at Juliet with bloodshot eyes and tears, shaking her head, "Bethany is dead. The doctors said the injuries were too bad and there was nothing they could do"
As the tears fell from her own eyes, Juliet pulled the sobbing mother into her arms. She felt guilty. If she had been there then maybe she could have prevented this. She could have helped get Bethany out before it was too late. The one thing she knew for sure was that she was going to find out who caused this and she was going to make them pay. She wasn't a violent person, but in this case, she would make an exception.
/I'm sorry if any of this made anyone uncomfortable. A long time ago my little cousins were killed in a house fire. It's something that's always haunted me. Of course, I wrote it differently to fit Juliet's character. I wasn't going to let the little girl die at first, but then I realized I wouldn't be staying true to the story.