An Epic of Time Wasted

I walked along the dimly lit cobble stone back alley, the faint sound of trumpets leading my way. Feeling nervous I kept peeking slightly over my shoulder to make sure I wasn't being followed. Part of me was fearful and slightly ashamed of what I was doing. But the other side of me loved feeling the rush and the burn of whiskey as it glided down my throat. And most importantly Beatrice, I could push away the booze and the rush but I would go anywhere and do anything for her. I finally came to black steel door, its years of wear visible from the chipped paint. I stopped and knocked three times. I jumped when a small peice of the door slid opened, just enough for me to see the mans eyes on the other side.

" What's your order number?" The man said gruffly, as he kept his cold glare on me.

" Thirty three" I said, once more peeking around me nervously. With that he slid the opening shut and the door opened allowing me to step inside. The horns blared away as the sound of jazz music wafted throughout the smoky room. i was now at ease, this place during the day sold furniture but at night it served as a speakeasy. with the prohibition going on it was illegal for anywhere to serve or manufacture alcohol. So luckily the cops hadnt found out about this place yet. It was somewhere everyone could drink, eat and dance, even though you were putting your butt on the line by doing so. I walked in and stood in one spot as I scanned the room for Beatrice.

" you finally made it" I felt two arms snake around my waist as the scent of her perfume invaded my senses.

" You know I would never keep you waiting" I said as I turned to face her, planting a soft kiss on her lips. She smiled, a playful giggle falling from her lips as she took my hand and led me to the bar.

" Two please" she said to the bartender. I couldn't help but stare at her beauty as we stood there. Her black ringlets piled neatly on top of her head and finished off with a gold band around her forehead and a purple feather topping it off.

" to love" she exclaimed as she held her drink in the air as a toast to her and I. As I held my drink, clainging it with hers I felt a twinge of shame wash over me. I loved Beatrice with all of my heart and knew deep down she is the woman for me. But she didn't know that I am Infact married, and I knew if she found out she would never speak to me again, and I couldn't take that chance.

" Come on let's dance!" She cheered as she slammed her glass back down on the bar and grabbed my hand. Once on the dance floor we joined everyone doing the charleston. I didn't want this evening to end, I never did when I was with her. So I tried to push my guilt out of my mind and never let it ruin the time I did have with her. After much time had passed I paused and pulled my gold pocket watch from my jacket. Clicking it open I saw that it was already midnight and my wife is going to kill me if I don't get home soon.

" What's wrong?" Beatrice whispered as she looked up at me with her deep chocolate eyes. I snapped my watch closed and grabbed her into my arms, taking in her scent once more.

" I have to go darling. There's an early meeting I must attend in the morning" I said, lying through my teeth as she held me tight almost as if her life depended on it.

" NOBODY MOVE!!!!!" Beatrice and I dropped our embrace as we startedly looked at the brigade of police officers that were standing at the one and only door. My heart leapt into my throat as I saw the captain of the squad, my father in law.

" well well well, if it isn't my favorite son in law" he spat sarcastically as he roughly grabbed my upper arm.

" What? Son in law? Bradley what is he talking about?! " Beatrice gasped as she stood beside me.

" Your, your married?" She said horrified as the tears rimmed her eyes. My heart broke into pieces as I saw the hurt wash over her.

" That's right miss" the officer said slyly as he pulled his batan from its place on his belt.

" And justice must be served" he smirked deviously as he raised the batan and brought it down violently onto my body. I screamed and fell to my knees as the unbearable pain seared through my body as he struck me repeatedly.

" No! Stop!" Beatrice shouted as she reached out, grabbing the officers arm in an attempt to stop my beating.

" I don't think so miss" another officer said as he snatched Beatrice up by her arm.

" Let me go!" She shouted as she struggled to get from his grasp. He sneered as he licked his bottom lip and began running his hand over her chest. His dimples dotting his cheeks and hazel eyes gleaming as he smirked as she thrashed her body.

" Let her go!!" I roared with every ounce of fight I had left in me as my torture continued. As the hazel eyes officer turned his attention to me, Beatrice took the opportunity and head butted him, causing him to release her as he grabbed his bloody nose. In that same moment my father in law stopped hitting me when he saw that happen, granting me the chance to slip from him as well. I grabbed Beatrice's hand as we ran for the door, even though we had a slim chance of escaping, we still had no ther options. As we ran I heard a loud bang and felt Beatrice come to a stop.

" Beatrice!" I shrieked as I turned as saw that she had been shot, her eyes fluttered closed as her hand slid from mine as she hit the floor. Before I could speak another shot rang out and I could feel the bullet tearing into my chest. My body dropped to the ground and with the last bit of life I had left I took Beatrices lifeless hand and breathed out my last words

" I love you"

Notes

Ok, so I figured I would go ahead and explain this so it makes more sense. This is Brian's dream and it takes place in the 1920's.

Bella is Beatrice
brian is bradely
matt is the second officer

hope everyone enjoys :)