Amelia:
He was standing right in the middle of the theater room, covered in gold. He was just standing and looking around. It wasn't what Amelia was used to seeing. He spent part of his life in a small town, and he sacrificed the rest in some way so he could make sense of it.
The red velvet seats were filling up one by one as the clock ticked down. The concept of tonight was to look like Hollywood stars who have died.
Amelia was able to watch the whole thing from the corner she was sitting in. All those stars who weren't in the world we live in now, it was as if they had contracted with God for one night to come here.
Amelia was dressed in a costume, she opted to be Amy Winehouse for one night. He wondered how people would react when he wore that costume. Would they be upset? Or were they just going to take pity? If there's one thing the young lady learned a long time ago, it's that people may have been created just to feel these two.
Pity and sorrow.
Amelia was holding a glass of whiskey in her left hand, clutching it so tightly with the tip of her fingers that it was not hard to see her fingertips changing colour. The guests of the show began to wonder how Amelia had repeatedly filled the glass she was now holding at her fingertips and drank as if she had found water in the desert.
Maybe he wasn't happy with the way people were watching him, but he wasn't bothered. You always liked being the center of attention. Moreover, it made him chillingly happy that people knew that drinking so much wasn't just about concept.
The drink was just a ticket, in Amelia's eyes, a lucky ticket to Heaven.
After drinking some more, he felt nauseous. He threw his whisky glass into a corner and slowly got up from the corner where he was sitting. Her tight bun, which she made to look like Amy, was scattered, and the mascara, which she considered expensive to her, was smeared almost all over her face. Her black dress, which extended to her kneecaps, didn't make her feel as comfortable as she used to.
He was unable to stay for the audition, so he folded and handed the crumpled paper he had placed in his bag to the man dressed in an Elvis Presley costume sitting next to him. The man, satisfied with the situation, shook his head back and forth twice and handed the wine glass to Amelia. "See you, pretty lady, I've never met anyone who drinks as good as you."he murmured.
As Amelia headed towards the exit, her favorite song was playing in the Hall. Was that a warning to him? Did he have to stay? He had always loved this song, he tried to swing his legs to the beat of the music and dance. The beauty of it is that there were many dance fans here who wanted to accompany him.
Another man, dressed as Michael Jackson, stood in front of him and started dancing like he was doing a show. Fortunately, Michael Jackson didn't see this dance because he could see this horrible dance clearly, even when he was high, Amelia.
This whole thing was making her sicker, and she couldn't say no to a piece of peanut butter right now because it was the only way to ease her nausea.
He ran so fast to avoid vomiting in this glorious hall that he dreamed of leaving clouds of dust behind him, just like in cartoons, and yes, Amelia loved cartoons.
Cartoons were nothing more than comforting innocent children with endless happy endings in Amelia's eyes. He would have chosen to cry out this truth to all the children if he could, until the day he would be stopped, but there was one more secret the world needed to know about him. The secret was that Amelia could not be stopped as easily as she thought.
The streets he ran through were empty and meaningless without a lot of people around. In fact, people were making sense of a lot of things without realizing it, and at some times, quite the opposite.
Lights and music were the only things he loved and valued in this world.
He had lived without love and unmanned for many years, but he could never live without music. Swiftly sliding the bright screen of the phone out of his pocket, he opened up lively music, and now life was absolutely perfect in Amelia's eyes.
Maybe he hadn't been able to audition for his whole life this night, but he was right in the middle of Hollywood's streets, where he wanted to live the most, and he felt at peace in his heart, which was enough for him for now.
Oh, what she wouldn't give or give up for living here, Amelia, young and beautiful. Then he continued to dance where he left off. He danced carelessly through the streets, dancing to music, promising to dance all night long.
Jasper Wood
The lights of the unique Hollywood Hill were reflected in Mr. Jasper's large window into his Hall. If he had, he would have left the gun he was holding, gone and turned off all the lights in the city at the same time. He just wished the darkness of the night would hide him, but these damn lights... Oh, these lights wouldn't let your wish come true.
Besides, he couldn't just turn off the city lights, he couldn't meddle in the lives of everyone but himself.
He could and would only interfere with his own life and life. And tonight, he was going to finish it tonight, and after completing the ending of the unfinished Jasper Wood story, this book would be closed forever.
Why don't I finish this job at the church that he paid a lot of money for, Mr. Jasper. He could have been sent off on his final journey tomorrow morning with an expedited and rather modest funeral, and he wouldn't have made people too busy with him.
It was customary for Reverend Brown, anyway. In recent years, Jasper has been enjoying the feeling of dying in church almost every day of the month, away from the press.
Even though the father had not been so fond of this situation lately, Jasper didn't seem to mind, but no, he couldn't be there, he couldn't just shoot himself in the head while God was watching him in church.
Soon after Jasper regrouped his courage, he re-grabbed his gun, which he had left on the other end of the table. Now he felt completely ready, and when he lifted his head up to the ceiling, he was struck by the family painting hanging on the wall. Why do such sentimental things always happen when you're trying to die?
Jasper was no longer a fool enough man to let an old photograph spoil this beautiful moment. He was in his late thirties, had written pages and made hundreds of promises to himself that he would kill himself before he turned forty if he continued to live such an unhappy and hopeless life.
He put the gun close to his head and put it to his forehead. There was a whole life disappearing from sight, all the roles he had played so far were a lie. The only truth was that his life was about to end.
"I am Jasper Wood, and I willingly end this glorious life that I have lived for thirty-nine years, and it is my choice to die alone, not to blame anyone after I have died. At the end of this recording, I have to say I love you guys, right? But no, mine's gonna be a little different. I don't want to lie to you even when you're dying.I'm sorry I didn't love you enough. maybe I tried, but I couldn't. I probably would have given up suicide if I could, thinking about all of you that are behind me now, but I won't. If there is a better world option we will see you again there."
He finished his speech and pressed the recorder's stop button. And now that he's about to pull the trigger, the last thing his ears need to hear is a gunshot, but extraordinarily, Jasper had a murmur of music in his ear.
Jasper felt distracted, confident he'd heard the music in his ear before. I don't know if he was about to kill himself, but this time the music sounded different. He knew the music owner very well, and in the old days they were close friends.
This made Jasper even more sad, and he wondered if there was still anyone in the world who listened to this music. He calmly placed his gun back on the table and approached the window softly. He could easily see someone dancing right in front of his door.
There were no security guards on his doorstep, as Jasper liked to pretend to be quite a humble person.
He probably would have killed himself without caring for the crazy dancer in front of his door, but his inner voice had always been the victor. After locking the bedroom door twice, he began to descend the stairs one by one. As he continued to descend, the lights on the sides of the stair steps were blinking and creeping at Jasper.
Luckily, he had access to the garden alive. He approached the iron railings and began to watch the woman dancing after the railings. He was really a great dancer, probably a big fan of his address on the Internet.
Was he dancing like that to impress her? If so, apparently he didn't make it, yes he was dancing well, but that wasn't a wanted feature for Jasper.
Jasper liked smart women because only a smart woman could handle a stupid man like himself. Since he had not been with a woman for a long time, the number of intelligent women in the world must have been considerably reduced.
He made a decision to say at least a hello to his younger-looking fan, and he opened the arm of the iron door in front of him with a big squeak. The young lady must have been startled by the sound that suddenly stopped dancing and turned her gaze towards Jasper.
Jasper opened her lips just to talk to her young admirer, who acted before her and began to speak.
"Sir, can I tell you something strange? I want to visit and see your home. I've never discovered a famous place in my life before, and of course, a famous one. If you give me this opportunity, I can assure you that I will truly be grateful for my life."Amelia giggled after she said that. At the same time, this man a few years older than him, and the first famous person he ever met in his life, had never forgotten to thank God for not knowing what was on his mind. He knew very well why he laughed, and because of his endless addictions and weaknesses, he did not intend to be more of a guest in this painful World. So his lifelong gratitude would probably last less than he thought. Amelia soon silenced her thoughts and started listening to him again.
"Oh, of course!"Jasper responded. Then, as if he wanted to correct his mistake, he snapped his finger once and took action in order to complete his unfinished sentences. By the way, Miss Amelia had already taken a big step towards the door, but when Jasper's sad and Misty voice echoed back in the deserted street, the young lady was almost fixed to where she was.
"Of course I'm sure you'll be grateful. Look at this place. who wouldn't be grateful? I would probably be absolutely grateful if I was a different person."Jasper breathed deeply, as if he wanted to show those terrible memories he had just experienced to the woman he probably would never meet again in his life, but that was not possible, he couldn't show them because you can't photograph the memories and it wasn't possible to show them to the others until he felt them again.
Mr. Jasper soon recovered his head, raising an eyebrow and grimacing. He tried to glide suspiciously at the young lady standing opposite him. It worked because the lights around them were too dim to see each other. Things like this always seemed strange to Jasper. Even though he was a world-renowned movie star, he didn't often feel like he was really famous. And in recent days, he had even begun to forget who he was, but his modesty could not stop him from thinking of many assassinations in seconds. After all, this young lady, who appeared in the middle of the night, could have been carrying some kind of lethal weapon in her black dress, which stretched to her knees. Although that would have made your dream of dying a lot easier. Mr. Jasper swallowed vociferously and soon began talking again. "Well, can I tell you something even weirder? Yes, of course you can," he said, then quickly turned his arm toward the resplendent door of his million-dollar home. For the first time in years, Jasper felt he didn't really care.
As a result, this strange stranger saved himself from being called a Hollywood actor who had just shot himself in the head, whose classic hopes had been shattered and dreams destroyed. And if he died an hour later, it wouldn't be such a waste of time for him, at least before he died, he would make a woman happy and bring his dreams back to life, maybe even go to the heaven that the clergy at the church are talking about.
She didn't know what she was going to end up with as Amelia slid her way through the giant door. All he knew was that he was no longer as scared as he used to be. Amelia was looking at everything around her as if she were a baby who had just opened her eyes to the world, a little confused and quite innocent. Mr. Jasper's gaze was still on Amelia.
Amelia could see it without looking at Jasper, her sixth sense was pretty strong. He certainly wasn't judging young Miss Jasper. After all, he could have predicted that if he had lived in such a majestic place, he would probably have exhibited the same behavior.
As soon as Amelia stepped into the garden, she felt like a paradise she'd wanted to go to for a long time, but couldn't manage to.
It was as if all kinds of trees and plants were suddenly surrounded by Amelia. He kindly turned to Jasper and wanted to mumble a few words.
"I was sure your house looked splendid, but I never thought you'd be living in Wonderland, Sir."And then he looked right into his pupils, Amelia.
On top of that, Mr. Jasper's response was not long overdue.
"If you think this is a wonderland, then I should think you're the famous Alice."He responded by saying. Amelia must have been quite surprised by this response, so she immediately turned her eyes away from Jasper's pupils in shame and planted them in the small, artificial lake that stood in front of her.
"Oh, I don't think I'm Alice, Mister! Besides, wasn't Alice blonde? With My Maroon hair and the horrible life I've been leading, I don't think I can be an Alice. saying he again mumbled. Amelia's voice sounded pretty low. It was as if he did not want to disturb this unique beauty of nature and living things with his own presence.
Mr. Jasper's lip curls, which had been in place for days, had finally managed to curl upwards.
"If you don't think you're Alice, then I don't think this is a wonderland. Sometimes nothing is what it seems, that's all."
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Amelia and Jasper stayed silent for a while, enjoying this moment, and that was the philosophy of their lives. Complete what you are nervous about because it is God's work.
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They were walking side by side in the undersized shadow. He stopped for a moment and turned to Amelia.
'' How about telling me something about yourself? 'Bay Mr. Jasper
but whatever happened, he wanted to talk tonight. He wanted who it was.
What cold wind threw him in the middle of the night? The Jasper people like to read like a book, but this time it failed.
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Mr. Jasper? '' Said. He said Amelia. He then held his fingertips to his arms, he must have been cold. December always had a separate cold here.
'' For example, your name. Everyone has a name, right? Everyone has a good or bad name, and you can start by telling me your name. '' Mr. Jasper began to speak again after for a moment. '' But before you let me, I want to take you to a place with a better view. Someplace much warmer. '' Said.
'' Just follow me and stay behind me '' Jasper had started running in the big garden as soon as possible, after finishing his short speech. Jasper didn't really make sense to act like the Bay of Amelia. Why did he have to run like crazy? What's the use of slow walking?
He followed him, running as big as Jasper. Amelia had a hard time catching up to her. His breath was choked, like a red balloon.
He was sufficiently forced to run and speak, he could already feel his lungs burning. 'I don't know if you can hear me, but you just asked my name. My name is Amelia, and I want you to know that Amelia is about to die right here. Am Amelia leaned down, her arms to her knees, the sound of your choice sounding like a puppy's moaning.
'I can suggest you to stop the dimension of asking this precious mansion in Mr. Jasper to return to a murder scene soon. Young Amelia said, she paused once more as she ran.
Jasper didn't seem to care about what Amelia said. '' Or I'm going to die right here right out of breathlessness. Well, should he really?
In Amelia's ear, '' Be a little patient, young Amelia, after a few meters you'll reach the real paradise. 'Jasper Jasper muttered. When his voice mixed with the wind, it sounded buzzing. He was also delighted to have learned his name in a hypothetical way, because it was a rare occurrence. She knew that rare things would end well, Amelia.
As Jasper said, after running a few more meters, Amelia could end up on the path resembling the trail. The scary sounds of Amelia's owls were the only things to comfort her loneliness.
He was angry that it was necessary to lose sight of Mr. Jasper ... Apparently, the darkness of the only thing he could be friends with was working later this night. Well, then it was acceptable, all he had to do was to go back to the narrow and stony road from which he came. Yeah, that was pretty simple, Amelia's ear.
Just when he tried to go back, the decision lost the only light he could see. But he felt condemned to eternal darkness, but what is that? His mind was still in place, he could think healthy. In a healthier way than ever.
There had to be something wrong with this, it suddenly seemed dark, but he didn't faint. He was still standing there, clearly visible. He shouted loudly as if to suppress his panic.
'' Damn it! Turn on the lights, please turn on and kill me if you're going to kill me. I hate darkness. Amelia said. For him, the darkness was worse than dying. Amelia had expected a response in response to her voice, and the only answer was silence.
'' Oh how nice! '‘He murmured, saying. '' Everything is going exactly the way I want. ''
Etme Don't worry, I'll never kill you. Bu This time, the resounding voice didn't belong to Amelia. Jasper was the owner of this voice.
Oh my God! Mr. Jasper, is that you? Please help me. Elia Amelia said. The footsteps approaching Amelia towards you, and Mr. Jasper's voice reassured for no reason.
`` Come on, give me your hand. Jasper Jasper said. Seeing the footsteps Amelia had heard left her breathing sounds. Amelia had no intention of opposing the owner of the familiar sound. He finally reached out into the darkness without knowing what was waiting for him.
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Amelia didn't like uncertainty, and she was standing right in the grip of a great uncertainty. Was he expecting to die or live? More importantly, he didn't even know if there was a third option.
The arms that gripped their hands were thousands of times stronger than their arms. Mr. Jasper turned Amelia in a move toward him. Then he forced me to take a few steps. Amelia tried to speak again in a hectic tone. 'I don't understand what are you trying to do? Dedi he said.
Jasper Nothing. Bay Mr. Jasper said in response. His tone was very calm and satisfying, at least for himself.
'' I'm just trying to walk you, walk you in the dark. Isn't that hard? Jasper Jasper murmured.
Jasper What's so hard, Mr. Jasper? Am Amelia asked. It was always more appealing to her to answer the questions she knew.
'' To advance in the darkness, without even seeing the front of the advance. That's what my life is about, probably asking me what my life was like. Here I have done more than tell you, I've made you live. '' Amelia contented only with a wry smile. Apparently this man standing in front of him was an iceberg, the invisible side had already defeated the visible side.
'' I'm sorry to scare you. I turn on the garden lights right away. Hemen Jasper murmured. His voice had a harder tone than before. Maybe he just didn't like it when Amelia was afraid of him.
'Turn on the lights. “ He shouted in a commanding voice. Probably if there was someone else who had heard Mr Jasper at that moment, he'd think he was a pretty arrogant man. Maybe God really did.
As soon as Mr. Jasper gave the order, he was clear again within seconds. Amelia was mistaken thinking that there were only two of them in this huge garden. Jasper had his eyes fixed on his watch. Seeing that time had gone far, Mr. Jasper acted as if he was running out of time.
'' Then shall we continue our way? Heaven is waiting for us, we do not want to be late. ''
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Oh, I'm just saying what I'm missing. A gigantic house should have a huge conservatory, right? Am Amelia murmured. Jasper had brought him to the winter garden, perhaps the most spectacular part of his home. Every corner of the winter garden was carefully prepared.
Thanks to the glass ceiling, Amelia could see the sky very easily. Moreover, thanks to the fireplace here was much warmer than you expected.
'' You amaze me, Amelia. I want you to know that it is not easy to surprise me. 'Jasper had a hinted look on his face.
'Then I was very proud of that, sir. ’I He murmured. Amelia read a ton of magazine news about Mr. Jasper before moving to Hollywood. There was a lot of fabricated news about Jasper becoming increasingly cumbersome. Not to Amelia, though.
Jasper could be said to have a very vigorous appearance. He combed his dark brown hair backwards and tried to give it a different shape. The expression on the cheekbones' face was flawless. His eyebrows and eyes looked as if he was drawn with a pencil. He wore a cream-colored suit, crafted with care as if he were going somewhere.
Jasper placed two wine bottles on the dusted wooden coffee table in front of Amelia and of course two wine glasses.
'You can drink as you like, relax as if you were in your own house. Jasper Jasper continued to treat Amelia quite modestly.
'' You can rest assured that I'll have a comfortable drink at home, sir. '' Amelia responded. Mr. Jasper decided to pour himself a glass of whiskey.
Amelia dragged the glass in front of her and grabbed the green bottle of wine with both hands. Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly set his sights on his head. Looks like Jasper liked this move.
'I hope the only reason you drink like you haven't seen it this way is with the concept. Jasper Jasper said. Amelia cleared her lips with the back of her hand before responding.
'' I've already forgotten my clothes. '' He murmured. He continued to hold onto his hand and noticed why the wine bottle had already reached half.
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Mr. Jasper? 'Or do you know him? Elia Amelia said. He spoke again before Jasper gave them the opportunity to speak.
'God! Is mine a question? Of course, there is no one who does not know that you are a famous person like you. '' Said. He felt Amelia, his head getting heavier. His head was too heavy to carry his thoughts and endless dreams.
Mr. Jasper, a toast to Amelia.
Who is that unlucky person? He must be quite unlucky to not meet you. Young Amelia replied once more.
'' God. I've never met God before. Jasper Jasper said. Amelia took a break, even for a few minutes.
'' I've never met God. God never saw me. ‘Amelia responded. His voice was very misty, and he was aware of it.
'' Maybe. Jasper said. Belki Perhaps God was too great. We were too small for him to see. ''
Amelia and Jasper are just between them. What a very common view of both of them in this world. The shadows of pain and grief had been during their lifetime. He didn't let them go.
Mr. Jasper may seem a little strange, but you said you would never kill me when you were out. And why? Why wouldn't you want to kill me, don't you think I'm not even worth killing? Amelia said. He was already drunk. It wasn't hard to understand, and now all he wanted was for the first respect in his life, to leave without humiliation.
The word "leave" and "leave" suddenly made him sick. Amelia didn't want to leave after all this.
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Jasper sighed loudly. His eyes turned to a strange expression when he stared at the ceiling.
'' I wouldn't kill you, Amelia because I wouldn't want to go to hell when I left this world. ”‘ He murmured. That was enough for Amelia. Just like Jasper planted it on the glass ceiling. The moon stood on top of it and lit up his face.
'' You know, Mr. Jasper, I think I don't agree with you. I think I'd enjoy killing you. Young Amelia said. In response, he had waited for Jasper to bubble out of anger and kick him out right now.
On the contrary, Jasper joined Amelia and began to laugh. Years ago, the sound of laughter echoed from the winter garden, which he founded with his family, may have been years.
"Why would you want to kill me, Amelia?" Or aren't you afraid to go to hell? Jasper Jasper He muttered a few words saying Jasper.
Amelia straightened from the seat where she leaned her head. `` Because I don't believe in hell, Mr. Jasper. 'Amelia said.
'' I thought you were just talking about heaven. 'Jasper added. 'If there is a place called paradise and you believe it, it must be in hell. ''
As Amelia headed for the second bottle of wine, she suddenly retreated.
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"You already have."Amelia continued. "But its name is not hell as it is thought."Moreover, we also we are now fully"
Now this conversation is really starting to interest Mr. Jasper.
"Well, what's her name then, little lady? saying, ’ murmured. Jasper pulled the wine bottle in front of himself with one move.
''World."Amelia insisted. "Everyone knows his name as hell, but his real name is Earth. So the place called hell is really nothing but the world. In short, I don't think I'm going to lose much now that I'm in the world."
Jasper whispered. He was looking at Amelia, and he noticed the fire of the fireplace in his eyes.
"You know what I think, Amelia, I think you must have been sent into the world to be a poet."Then he poured himself another glass of whiskey, Jasper.
"I don't think so, sir, my dreams are a little different. So, partly... I wanted to be an actor."Amelia's voice sounded metallic this time.
"But don't think I want it for money and fame, I just want to leave a mark on the world. A mark so big that no one would dare erase it. saying, ’ she whispered. Her thin and long fingers now hovered softly between her messy hair. That's what Amelia would do whenever she got excited and delusional.
"A trail."Jasper repeated saying. For a while, no sound was heard in their environment except the creaking of burning wood in the fireplace. Jasper dreamed of unbridled ideas floating around in the folds of his brain during this time.
"You know what, I think I can do this."Jasper stood up in a great rage from his old single seat. He approached the quadruple drawer, which stood on the right side of the fireplace, from where it looked as if he had come up with an enormous idea.
Jasper grabbed the metal handle of the drawer and pulled it in his direction, but he couldn't find what he was looking for, so he pushed it backwards at the same speed.
"Damn! Where is this?"he mumbled in haste and put his hand on his forehead. He was sure the antique camera he was looking for was here, but he just couldn't find it.
"Fuck! Here's another proof of how stupid I am!’ saying shouted. Jasper recalled that the camera he had kept since his grandmother's death had left him in his bedroom hours earlier, where he was about to kill himself.
He thought I could only go to get him by myself. If young Amelia could see the guns and the killing tools in the middle of Jasper's room, she'd be out of here in seconds, and worst of all, not only would she have fled, but she would have rounded up the whole bunch of shitty journalists after her. If Jasper didn't want to wake up tomorrow morning and see himself on the front page of the tabloids, he should have done it alone.
"Amelia, I'm just gonna leave you here alone for ten minutes. Wait for me and don't follow me, you know, I'm too public right now, and I don't want to get caught up in the Union and the reporters."then Jasper closed the door hard and disappeared into the darkness.
Amelia's eyes were almost fixed to the clock hanging on the wall. It had been almost half an hour since Jasper disappeared, but there was still no one coming or going. Amelia was getting more bored as the minutes went by. He felt completely confused tonight, and he wanted to fall asleep somewhere and never wake up again. He wondered how long these terrible thoughts would last, in his own way, the terrible thoughts that gnawed at him.
Maybe Amelia had to do something to make time go faster. It wouldn't hurt anyone if he was a little naughty. There must have been a lot of ore here waiting to be discovered.
Amelia decided to go through everything. He accepted that what he did was wrong, but he believed that Jasper had made the mistake by leaving him here alone.
From every drawer she opened, Amelia saw jewels she'd never had in her life. He suddenly noticed a pair of eyes staring at him, and that was him. He was watching himself in the mirror. Amelia saw that the red jewels she was holding in her palm were very good for her, but no matter how good they were, Amelia didn't want them.
With a great sense of remorse, he left the expensive jewels in their place. He was disgusted with himself for doing this. As he prepared to return to his drab seat, he was suddenly startled by the sound of the door opening.
He didn't intend to be humiliated in front of a celebrity like Jasper. Amelia put a big fake smile on her face and turned her back slowly, as if she didn't know anything.
"For God's sake! Where Have you been, Mr. Jasper? I almost died of curiosity.'' quoth. He prayed to God hundreds of times that he wasn't caught looking like an inexperienced little thief. When he returned to Mr Jasper, he saw both hands were full.
In her right hand stood a powdery dress that hung and stretched all the way to the floor. The dress with white lace on the sleeve made Amelia fall in love with him as soon as she saw it. In his left hand, he was holding a Zenit camera, probably from the Sixties.
Amelia rolled her eyes to the side and raised an eyebrow.
"Here we go again, Mr. Jasper? Are you going to teach me your life story with empathy again?"Amelia threw herself into the chair after she had finished what she had to say.
"You told me you wanted to leave a mark on the world, didn't you, beautiful Amelia? saying, ’ murmured. Amelia interrupted Jasper's words before she could finish her sentence.
"Of course I do, sir! It's my only reason to stay in the world.” quoth
Amelia. Mr. Jasper resumed his remarks as soon as he had the opportunity.
"Then let me engrave your name so deeply on the top of the world that no one can afford to wipe it from there, including the last day of the world. Not even God."Jasper added.
"But before you answer, I want us to take a picture, put on the unique outfit I brought you and come to me. You and I will be known as the Kings and Queens of this time."
From the first moment Amelia wore the dress on, she was walking with a noble Queen Eda and repeatedly turning around herself.
"You have to stop before you get dizzy, Amelia. There are some details we need to discuss with you."Jasper murmured uneasily
Amelia was drunk one last time tonight, but this time she was drunk not because of alcohol, but because of her happiness.
"What kind of details are these, Sir?"Amelia responded. As she spoke, she was examining the laces of her dress.
"Amelia, you complained that God didn't see us, didn't you? Isn't that right? Jasper was talking so hot, his face was all red.
"Yes, it is, Mr. Jasper, but I'm not quite sure what you mean."Jasper leaned over Amelia's kneecaps and collapsed on her feet, "this is a great opportunity to show God ourselves."Jasper whispered. Just as Amelia was preparing to interrupt her speech, Jasper refused her permission this time.
"Don't talk, just listen to me. I realize it's a bit rushed. I was going to wait, but I have no more patience."Jasper gripped Amelia's arms. He was squeezing so hard, it hurt Amelia.
"We will play a great game with you against the whole world and against God, Amelia, and the whole world will be watching us at the same time. They'll think we're just playing a play, but we'll play the truth. Just like real players."Jasper said. He must have realised Amelia was hurt so he stopped squeezing his arm and walked away from her.
Amelia was grimacing at Jasper, feeling all that trust in him suddenly gone.
"What kind of game is this? Like Romeo And Juliet? "Amelia asked. Jasper went through what an innocent girl she was once again.
"Amelia, first rule. The first rule is to forget all you know. Of all the men you've ever met, probably the only proposal you'll ever get is a proposal ."Jasper added.
"But I'm offering you a much more extraordinary offer, Amelia. Will you die with me?"
Amelia became dertop where she was sitting. He wanted to talk, but it just didn't work, so maybe he just couldn't pick the right words. Jasper
He huddled softly next to Amelia, resting his head on Amelia's shoulder. He just wanted to give the young woman Hope.
Jasper soon realized that Amelia didn't belong in this world, just like she did. Neither of them had any reason to stay on this earth anymore. So they had to prepare and move out of this world as soon as possible to eternity.
Jasper told Amelia every thought he had. Their plan was quite simple, in fact, to organize a big show at the largest and most magnificent theater in the country, Jasper Wood. It was the last advantage that being a world-renowned actor gave him.
The theater show would host hundreds of people in the same hall that day. Starring Jasper Wood and Amelia, of course. For people, the endgame would be predictable, of course. They must have seen this classic play many times in their lives. The young woman and her only incorrigible lover, the poor man, from the first moment he realized that they could not be together in this world, he and his only lover went out in search of a world that would be happier for them, almost embracing death together.
This game always seemed to be a bad ending for some and a happy new beginning for others. For Jasper, it was definitely a fresh start with a happy ending. A new world, a new order and, of course, new rules.
But Jasper's plan was ready to destroy the whole truth, and when the crowd of people watched Jasper and Amelia with great admiration saw that when the game was over and the curtain opened, their bloodletting on the floor suddenly disappeared, and that the man and the young girl had come back to life just like before the game began, they would have expected
When the curtain came up, all those terrible truths that the world had hidden from people would come to light. It was going to be the end people weren't used to seeing.
This time, people would watch Jasper Wood on stage and the desperate end of the beautiful Amelia. When the curtain was opened, the world would witness the two of them die alive.
"All this is enough for one night. My assistant will be waiting for you outside, my assistant Albert will drop you off tonight, and he won't leave until he's sure you're safe. Don't get so uptight."Mr. Jasper said. Indeed, she could see an old man waiting for her at the door, Amelia, the man's short and puny shadow reflected through the glass.
Amelia made sure to look at Mr. Jasper's face one last time before he left. He didn't know if it was the last time he saw her, but he knew well that he would never meet a man like that again in his life.
Amelia wanted to fight sleep collapsing over her eyelids, but she knew it was pointless.
It wasn't hard for him to know that sleep would prevail in the end, just as he was standing between the clutches of sleep. Amelia just sat there in her soft bed, full of anxiety. His bitter loneliness met with him once more.
When Amelia took a look around, she saw that everything was perfect, but all this stuff was meaningless to her. Also, staying in Jasper Wood's ex-wife's room made him feel guilty for no reason.
Yeah, she feels guilty, poor girl. Every time he felt that way, he got a pain in the middle of the abdominal cavity that didn't know what to do. And it hurt right there.
Now she remembers missing home, Amelia. He knew full well that his own home would never be compared to such a grand house, but just like his old man said, it was a part of his own world.
Amelia's eyes have joined the pictures on the wall now. He imagined the woman in the picture looking incriminating at him, gnawing at those thoughts until he fell asleep.
He knew in his harmony that they would all be cut off at once, that his thoughts would finally be at peace in his harmony.
Amelia, in her thoughts, found herself falling into the arms of happiness. Jasper had similar dreams. Jasper Wood has never been a man who believed in dreams and dreams in his life, all he saw was his nightmares that lasted until the morning, but tonight was different in him, seeing a fall for the first time in a long time.
He had watched the moment of the happy ending with Amelia in the deep corners of his mind. That was the happy ending for him. Flapping wings for eternity with the person he loves and never coming back. It would be the only thing he would have dared to do, stripped of his endless selfishness.
"Good Morning, Beautiful Amelia! So did you sleep well? saying, ’ she kept mumbling something, Mr. Jasper. Amelia glanced around, slowly opening her eyelids. The sun had already risen and it was almost noon. Amelia didn't wake up in a different place from home until this morning.
"Oh, My God! Mr. Jasper, what are you doing here?"Amelia's voice was quite hectic.
"Oh, I'm sorry I'm so rude, I know!"He left his carefully crafted breakfast tray at one end of the bed," said Jasper Wood.
"I shouldn't have walked into a lady's room like this unannounced. Please forgive me."Amelia rubbed her eyes with her left palm. Immediately afterwards, he picked up the flower on the breakfast tray and a full glass of whiskey.
"No problem, sir. You shouldn't be sorry for this. And one drink is enough to make me forget everything."Amelia said.
"I made you breakfast. Actually, I'd love to have breakfast with you in a more pleasant setting, but you know we're both in a real hurry. And I brought some whiskey, and it's not gonna help anyone to stay sober on days like this, is it?"
Amelia took a big bite out of the jam bread prepared for her. "In fact, I had no idea we were in a hurry, Sir."Jasper went back to the door he had left open before he started talking, closed it with a move, then approached Amelia again.
"I woke up hours ago and made a few stops."Amelia stuffed the last piece of jam bread into her mouth as Jasper continued to talk.
"I know it may be a bit of a rush, but you know our time is much more limited than we thought, Amelia. If that's what we've decided, we need to get this over with. the saying ’ continued Jasper. He spoke in such a low voice that no one could hear them, his voice only sounded like a whisper.
"So I ordered my aides to arrange two coffins and many funeral flowers to be ready in two days. Don't worry, they'll never know who you're preparing for until the day of the Big Show."Amelia coughed loudly as if what she had just eaten was knotted in her throat.
"Mr. Jasper, are you here to tell me that I have my own funeral in two days ?"Jasper shook his head both ways as if what the young girl had just said was wrong.
"Please don't consider this a funeral. Remember, this is a Salvation act for us, Amelia."Words were pouring out of Jasper's mouth quickly. He gently strolled his fingers between Amelia's strands of hair.
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"Look, Mister, we just met last night and you, you tell me I only have two days left to die with you. "Amelia stood up and stood up. "Everything I said last night was true. Look, I may not have a perfect life, but just dying... Isn't that a little too much?"
"There's more?"Jasper repeated saying. He stood up in a rage, just like Amelia did.
"You know what's too much? We're the big ones. We're too much for this fucking world!"Jasper added.
"Look at your life, Amelia! God, no one cares about you but me.
You're like a dead man!"These words by Jasper caused Amelia's tears to flow from the edges of her eyes in seconds, like raindrops. It wasn't Mr. Jasper's words that really upset him. What he was really upset about was that all those insulting words he said reflected the truth. Standing in front of him, this famous man had just shot all the facts of his life in Amelia's face.
Jasper wiped tears from Amelia's cheek and hugged Amelia tightly. "I will never leave you alone, even when you die. We will die together and, most importantly, we will be remembered together."
Amelia took a deep breath, and she didn't want to put her breath into it, never to release it again.
"You may never have been on stage in your life, but you will die on stage, and with me."Jasper murmured.
After a while, the silence that surrounded them like a cold air fell on them both. The deadly silence did not allow them to speak. Every minute they didn't talk, it was like they knew each other more deeply. So they could understand each other better.
Amelia suddenly raised her head as Jasper leaned over her shoulder. "Well, well, sir, I accept. I'll escort you to your death in two days."Jasper's face had never changed over Amelia's response. It was as if she knew from the beginning that Amelia would accept this offer. Jasper had read the young girl like a book, solved her weaknesses in a short time, and had already shelved her to be entangled in the dusty pages of history.
"Everything will be perfect as it should be, Amelia, trust me. I've already booked the theater for the show, just the two of us."Mr. Jasper said.
Amelia noticed that her voice sounded very metallic.
Just then, the phone light in Jasper's pocket flashed several times in succession. Jasper then took his phone in his hand and quickly shifted his lock to the left. I could tell Jasper Wood was getting some good news.
The lip folds had already begun to move upward.
"Here's the welcome news!"Jasper exclaimed happily. Amelia was still staring at him with a bewildered look.
"Most of the show tickets are already sold out! Do you see? People pay tons of money to watch us die without even knowing it, Amelia, it's incredible!"Amelia didn't know what to say in return for those words.
Ever since he was a little boy, he always wished he could be a famous actor.
He always wished he could be on the stage, but dying on the stage, that's not something you could dream about. Amelia knew she was going to die one day, what difference would it make in two days? Moreover, hundreds of people would witness the death of the famous Jasper Wood and his own.
It was likely that reporters in the city and all over the world would be reporting hours of the mysterious, horrifying death of the two. She imagined they'd both be named in all the tabloids, Amelia. Even years after their deaths, no one could erase this traumatic death from their memory even if they wanted to.
The young girl had regained every piece of hope she had ever lost. No one would dare wipe their name from the top of the world.
"Everything will be perfect as it should be, Amelia, trust me. I've already booked the theater for the show, just the two of us."Mr. Jasper said.
Amelia noticed that her voice sounded very metallic.
Just then, the phone light in Jasper's pocket flashed several times in succession. Jasper then took his phone in his hand and quickly shifted his lock to the left. I could tell Jasper Wood was getting some good news.
The lip folds had already begun to move upward.
"Here's the welcome news!"Jasper exclaimed happily. Amelia was still staring at him with a bewildered look.
"Most of the show tickets are already sold out! Do you see? People pay tons of money to watch us die without even knowing it, Amelia, it's incredible!"Amelia didn't know what to say in return for those words.
Ever since he was a little boy, he always wished he could be a famous actor.
He always wished he could be on the stage, but dying on the stage, that's not something you could dream about. Amelia knew she was going to die one day, what difference would it make in two days? Moreover, hundreds of people would witness the death of the famous Jasper Wood and his own.
It was likely that reporters in the city and all over the world would be reporting hours of the mysterious, horrifying death of the two. She imagined they'd both be named in all the tabloids, Amelia. Even years after their deaths, no one could erase this traumatic death from their memory even if they wanted to.
The young girl had regained every piece of hope she had ever lost. No one would dare wipe their name from the top of the world.
Amelia and Jasper were standing right in the middle of the theater, covered in gold. They were just standing and looking at each other. They knew this was the last time they saw each other in the world they were in. The red velvet seats were filled one by one.
Amelia finally got what she wanted, she was literally the center of attention tonight. Everyone must have been wondering about Amelia, who managed to perform with Jasper Wood. Amelia looked at her image one last time from the mirror before taking to the stage. It was as if his image in the mirror belonged to a different person, to his eyes, to a different life.
Seconds before the game began, Jasper and Amelia moved to the front of the stage, holding each other's hands tightly. As soon as the curtains were opened, their play would have started in front of the whole world.
Now they were both completely ready. No one could afford to stop them anymore. Jasper Wood may not have been born with the one and only beautiful Amelia, but he would have died together. How could he tell the world of his eternal gratitude for the woman who accompanied him to his death? Even his own wife didn't want to accompany his death. Even his wife would rather die alone than die with him.
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When the theater's magical curtain, which has witnessed dozens of plays so far, was opened, Amelia took a step forward.
"Darling, what is it that worries you so much ? Or are you afraid of dying?"When Amelia played the first line she was given, it was Jasper's turn to play.
"Oh, my beautiful darling, my real fear is not to die as you think!"Jasper exclaimed.
"Well, then what is? What makes you look so dull in your eyes? What are you scared of?"She played the role of Amelia so beautifully that the audience watching her was convinced that this girl was born to be an actress.
Standing at the other end of the stage, Jasper Wood approached Amelia softly. ''Privacy. All I fear is loneliness, Amelia, dying alone is worse than dying!"The people in the hall were watching Jasper Wood's performance without even blinking their eyes.
One by one, Amelia climbed the steps of the ladder set up in the middle of the stage. The bitter squeak of the wooden stairs had informed Amelia that the end was near.
Jasper had told Amelia many times before she went on stage how to commit suicide. Amelia would drop herself down the stairs in the scene, while Jasper would shoot himself as soon as Amelia would drop herself down, with the gun he had placed on the inside of her jacket. So they would both be united in a different world to eternal happiness.
As Amelia reached the last rung of the ladder, Jasper looked confidently into Wood's eyes. He trusted this man more than he trusted anyone in a very short period of time. She recalled that she had never told Jasper that she loved him, Amelia, yes, she absolutely loved him. Amelia used to say she didn't know what love was, but this man taught her, and he taught her in the best way he could.
The hall echoed the unique notes of classical music from every corner. Amelia felt like she was in a love movie full of sacrifices.
"So your real fear is to die alone?"Amelia murmured. When his unique voice mingled with the music's notes, a fascinating timbre emerged.
"You understand me, I have to thank God every day for finally finding someone who understands me."one last time Jasper Wood exclaimed.
"Then it will be my great pleasure to accompany you, my beloved."After what Amelia had said, a big groan went up from inside the theater. The audience should have known in advance what Amelia was going to do.
Classical music, which progressed in calm notes, was replaced by much higher notes. "Don't tell me you're gonna do what's on your mind, Amelia!"he repeated his lines to Jasper Wood. Jasper was so realistic that people didn't even realize that he was the one who led young Amelia to her death.
After Amelia said her last words, the classical music that echoed in the hall suddenly stopped, while the curtain that accompanied her plays closed as soon as people saw Amelia's jump. The only sound that echoed in the theater was the meaningless cries of the audience.
All those people, though they thought it was all just a game, were giving each other a very confused and guilty look. From each corner, there were different whispers. Some in the audience blamed Jasper Wood for seducing the young woman in some way, while others thought it was entirely his fault that she let herself go.
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The only sound missing in the city's largest theater was the sound of gunfire. Mr. Jasper, Amelia promised to shoot herself in the head as soon as she jumped high, but no gunfire echoed from the living room.
When the red curtain came up again, people stood up from their seats one by one and were ready to applaud and celebrate Jasper Wood and Amelia for their spectacular performance, but what is that?
He welcomed people on stage with a much different view than they expected. Poor Amelia didn't stand up as expected and bow down to her knees to show her satisfaction, as all the other players did. On the contrary, she was lying motionless in a pool of blood all around her, poor Amelia. Jasper Wood... Jasper Wood was just standing there, watching Amelia's lifeless body without even blinking his eyes. He couldn't live up to his promise to Amelia, he didn't have the courage to kill himself.
This time the Great Hall was filled with the true cries of the audience. Jasper was able to comprehend that the gun fell slowly through his hands to the ground. Jasper had always been a very selfish man, but tonight he felt more selfish than ever. He couldn't handle the gun his only wife shot herself with tonight.
His only wife, Julia Wood, made a will to Jasper just seconds before he shot himself with this gun. "The first day you can get out of your fucking selfishness and cowardice, shoot yourself with this gun just like I did."yes," he said. That was all he could tell Jasper before he died.
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Jasper witnessed the death of his only wife, just as vividly as the tragic death of poor Amelia. When people left the hall in deadly solitude, Jasper was left alone with Amelia's lifeless body.
The young girl's ruched dress, which stretched to her knees, was covered in her own blood from start to finish. Jasper chose this dress for Amelia. The first night they met, Jasper Wood recalled the same dress in the first photo they took.
He promised himself that he would keep the photo with the gun and the dress Amelia was wearing until the last day of the world, Jasper, because that dress, the only tight gun, and probably the most beautiful night in the world, were perhaps the greatest evidence of what a selfish and cowardly man Jasper Wood was.
Jasper knew very well that he would not be arrested for murder, that the authorities would think that Amelia had been the victim of an accident or committed suicide, but no matter what, this was all a means of murder.
He took one last look at the scene he was in and drew a deep sigh. In fact, she was a bit hopeful that she could fulfill Amelia's greatest wish. She was the part where she was desperate, and Amelia had already turned white. He was condemned to Black, which would last forever.
If he had the courage to kill himself, he would have turned white, just like Amelia, but he couldn't. Jasper Wood was once again back in his own world, black again.
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