Julia? Yeah, I loved her. But I just can't help but feel responsible for her death. If I had done this, or anything for that matter, she would still be alive. 'Oh Eli, there's nothing you could have done.' Words like fire bouncing through my mind. No, I could have done everything. And now she's gone. I can never have her back, I can never love her, hold her, kiss her. It's all gone. And it's all my fault.
It started out as a normal day. It was morning, and I could feel the warmth of her body next to me.
"Morning sleepy head. I thought you'd never get up." Julia teased.
"Ha ha, very funny Jules." Eli mumbled in a sarcastic tone. He was still groggy; after all he had just woken up
"Now where's my good morning kiss?" Julia questioned in a playful voice.
"Thought you'd never ask." He leaned in and kissed her.
"Nothing like some Goldsworthy love." She said pushing him down on the bed. She then got up and moved towards the bathroom, leaving Eli to wake up fully. They both got dressed and headed downstairs.
"Is breakfast done yet?" Eli teased.
"No, master, but there is something I'd like to show you." She smiled slightly and led him down the hall. She opened to door and revealed a room filled with candles and roses.
"This is way better then breakfast." Eli responded, with a twinkle in his eye. She walked towards him, and kissed him passionately. They moved to the bed, taking each other's clothes off. After they had finished, they laid there, together, and fell asleep. They woke up at about noon.
"This is what I love about weekends." Julia whispered into Eli's ear. She kissed him on the cheek and stared into his big green eyes.
"You know what I've been wondering?" Eli reached out and put his huge hand on her delicate face, "I've been wondering what I did to deserve you. Julia, I love you."
Julia put her hand on top of his and with a tear in her eye tried to speak. She was breathless for a few seconds, but regained her composure. "I love you too Eli, more than you can imagine. Possibly even more then I even know." This was it, the first time they had exchanged "I love you" and the first time they had sex. They both stayed there, staring in each other's teary eyes, absorbing the warmth of the other.