A guy came up behind us and put a gun to my temples. He dragged me, kicking & screaming, to the announcers microphone.
"I want to kill you all! I have c-4 strapped to my chest to blow a hole in the world. I have a beautiful, gorgeous, young woman here who would like to live. What's you name?"
"fuck you."
He hit me along the side of my face with the gun.
"What's your name?"
"Julie Bontz."
"No nicknames. Full."
"Juliette Maria Bontz."
"Who's that guy you were with?"
"Leave him out of this!"
All of a sudden, a bunch of gunshots started going off. I fell to the ground covering my head. My captor fell dead. I walked over to Jimmy and collapsed in his arms crying.
"I can't do it anymore, Jimmy. This always happens to me."
"You won't have to. I won't let it."
We drove to my place. Jimmy and I took a shower together. Then we made love. I fell asleep in Jimmy's arms. It felt so good to feel his body pressed against mine; so great to be able to smell his cologne. Jimmy stayed awake a little bit longer then fell asleep. The next morning, I slept in while Jimmy made us the all american breakfast: sausage, eggs, bacon, and toast. I woke up, put on a robe, and went into the kitchen. Jimmy said,
"Good morning."
"Morning."
"What's under that robe?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
He kissed me and slipped his hands under the robe.
"I think I just found out."
"What'd ya make me?"
"Sausage, eggs, bacon, toast."
"Sounds good."
So, we ate. I dressed and we left for the firehouse. We went into the kitchen and all of the guys had a confused look on their face.
"What's going on?"
"Two things." said walsh.
"What are they?"
"A) your dad's not dead. He's coming here today but B) your mom is dead."
"What?"
"She got killed by driving drunk."
We heard a guy coming up the stairs, so we all turned. It was dad.
"Julie,"
We hugged and talked all night. Jimmy and I dated for the next year.
"I want to kill you all! I have c-4 strapped to my chest to blow a hole in the world. I have a beautiful, gorgeous, young woman here who would like to live. What's you name?"
"fuck you."
He hit me along the side of my face with the gun.
"What's your name?"
"Julie Bontz."
"No nicknames. Full."
"Juliette Maria Bontz."
"Who's that guy you were with?"
"Leave him out of this!"
All of a sudden, a bunch of gunshots started going off. I fell to the ground covering my head. My captor fell dead. I walked over to Jimmy and collapsed in his arms crying.
"I can't do it anymore, Jimmy. This always happens to me."
"You won't have to. I won't let it."
We drove to my place. Jimmy and I took a shower together. Then we made love. I fell asleep in Jimmy's arms. It felt so good to feel his body pressed against mine; so great to be able to smell his cologne. Jimmy stayed awake a little bit longer then fell asleep. The next morning, I slept in while Jimmy made us the all american breakfast: sausage, eggs, bacon, and toast. I woke up, put on a robe, and went into the kitchen. Jimmy said,
"Good morning."
"Morning."
"What's under that robe?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
He kissed me and slipped his hands under the robe.
"I think I just found out."
"What'd ya make me?"
"Sausage, eggs, bacon, toast."
"Sounds good."
So, we ate. I dressed and we left for the firehouse. We went into the kitchen and all of the guys had a confused look on their face.
"What's going on?"
"Two things." said walsh.
"What are they?"
"A) your dad's not dead. He's coming here today but B) your mom is dead."
"What?"
"She got killed by driving drunk."
We heard a guy coming up the stairs, so we all turned. It was dad.
"Julie,"
We hugged and talked all night. Jimmy and I dated for the next year.