Post by Juliet Smith on Nov 27, 2011 8:52:25 GMT -5
† And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind; never knowing who to cling to when the rain set in...
It'd been a week, but they had finally let Juliet leave the hospital. How annoying- she'd barely had a scratch on her in that car accident. Daddy had been absolutely furious. "You only have your permit, what were you doing?" it wasn't her fault. She'd just needed to get home from that party before he did, and there had been no taxis around. Just because she'd had a few drinks didn't mean that she'd been drunk or anything. She just misjudged the placement of that stop sign.
And so here she was, walking out of the hospital, enjoying the freedom she'd waited for that whole week. Her dad would, no doubt, still be a bit mad at her, but he'd have to deal. She wasn't a little girl anymore, and if he couldn't accept that, then clearly he didn't know anything about her.
Besides, the fine had only been five hundred dollars. She could spend that much on one pair of shoes at the mall, if she wanted to- and that she had, many a time. Her weekly allowance from her trust fund was over ten times that much, for God's sake! He needed to let these little things go.
Of course, she'd have to be a bit more careful as well. Daddy had threatened her that if she got in another accident, he'd have to take away her trust fund, which would be absolutely awful. What a jerk he was being, he didn't even care that she was hurt. He just didn't want her to waste his precious money. Well, the family practically bathed in that money, so she didn't really understand what the big problem was. No matter. She'd hang around outside for a while until she felt like calling her valet and telling him she was ready to be picked up. That's another thing- her father took away her car, too. With a sigh, Juliet wondered if anyone was as worse off as she was.
And I would have liked to have known you, but I was just a kid; your candle burned out long before your legend ever did... †
