Another Shules story! Yay! Didn't get to finish it, but didn't want to go and not post it. Based on a song called "When You're Gone" by Avril Lavigne. I heard this song and immediately thought of them. :D Enjoy!
I was in the Psych office peering through the blinds waiting for her. I saw Jules walk by the window, and I ran to my desk and pretended to work on something. This is going to break her heart. I know it will. But I must do it. She has to know.
She came in and smiled at me working.
"I know you're pretending, Shawn."
I dropped my pencil and looked up at her, "How'd you know that?"
"You weren't writing anything. And besides, that paper is the flyer for Luigi's Pizza Place."
I looked down at the flyer then back at her, "Oh, yeah. Look, I, uh, need to tell you something." I stood up and led her to the couch, where we both sat down.
She knew something was up the second I changed into my serious face.
"What's going on Shawn."
"First, you have to promise me something."
She nodded for me to continue.
I took her hands in mine, "You won't leave or anything until I finish what I'm going to say."
She nodded again, "I promise."
I sighed. This was harder than I thought. "Look, over the years we've grown even closer to each other. I shared secrets that even Gus didn't know. Well, there's one. There's one that you don't know. I think it's time that you know what it is."
She tilted her head in confusion.
I continued, "I'm not psychic."
"Of course you are, Shawn." She patted my leg.
"No, I'm not. I'm just hyper observant. My dad started training me at a very early age to be a good detective. I have an eidetic memory, too. Back before you came to Santa Barbara, there were a couple of stereo robberies. I was watching the news and solved it so I called in a tip. They thought I was in on it, and I told them I got the information because I was psychic. So, I've been pretending to be a psychic ever since so that the police wouldn't arrest me." I put my hand on her cheek.
"You lied? To me?" Juliet's eyes started tearing up. That's when I started panicking. I didn't want to see her like that.
"I'm sorry, Jules. But, yes."
She shot up from the couch so that she was looking down at me. With one more angry (at least I thought it was angry) look, she walked away.
I saw her put her hands to her face as she walked, only lowering them to open the door and walk out.
I lost her. I just lost the love of my life. She probably hates me now and never wants to see me again. I don't blame her for not wanting to, either. I deserve it. I should have told her sooner.
So, yeah..cliff hanger!