Julia's Memories...

Chapter 2

Julia's Memories...



Julia woke up... Her sister Marianne was sleeping too. She was sleepless gliding over the sleepy city lights at 4:00 am with no reason... A little voice... Repeated constantly, there's a way... There's a way... and she started to repeat that phrase again... She said whispering

I'm watching the city sleep... I have to find the way... I have to but how..?? He's gone... He's not here with me... Every time she wishes to understand but... She can't yet... She calls God the Guilty; she calls Him the one that killed her little by little.



She remembered... She was transported into that day...



One day, she asked to herself many things she always heard about, he saw that her wondering eyes were attained to the sky; it was so deep and comfortable, so much like her arms... She stood up and asked this pair of questions she never did...



-Do you love me... for who I am..?? (Julia pauses slowly while he sees her).

-Do you... Hate the way I ask u so much..?? (Crying inside)

-I do love you why do you ask me that..?? He replied instantly

-No why..?? He answered scared to her next question.

-I see... (Pausing) You... You are the only thing I want... who knows how much I've bled to meet you… How much I've done to meet you…



- So then..?? He replied.

-It's just... I've been crying through out these days... I can't stop...

-Oh... I see... I'm your boyfriend... Cry over me if you want to Julia...

-No... I can't anymore...

-why..?? (While she was dawning on tears... he quickly held her)

-It's just... you I love you so much... and... I can't go on without you.

-Then..?? Why are you leaving me..??

-Sorry... It's just... I can't hurt you... I feel like I do it...

-no you don't... you... make me feel alive...

-Really..?? It’s just my weakness... sorry...

-Ok... Just listen... Whenever you feel like dawning on tears... please tell me how can I help you... ok..?? (Holding her tight...)

-Honey... Just do me a favor...

-What do you need my little bee..?? (Softly touching her hand...)

-Love me... (Softly)

-Ok... (Whispering)

-I hear so loud you’re whispering...But... I haven't ended yet...

-What is it baby..?? (Worried...)

-Love me... Rough... (Holding his hand tight...) Love me... Tender... (Holding his hand with loving endearment...)

- I will always love you baby... (Answering to her loving endearment)