M Since it will have some language, xD
Julia
FIRST MEMORY
"You can't do anything right!" Julia screeched loudly. I felt annoyed. It was like to her whatever I did wasn't going to be good enough-ever. I decided to ignore her and focus back into fixing Morty, his engine was down and if we wanted to catch the movie at 7 he had to be temporary fixed now, but somehow in Julia's mind that meant that it was my fault that my vintage had decided to spew black oil and smoke from the front. Digging my hand further down I failed to notice that Julia grabbed a spare HOT bolt and pinched it with her long nails, hitting my backside the pain registered when it made contact sending me to shoot upward with a gasp as the oil began burning my shirt to my skin. I turned around and gave her a scowl. "What the heck Jules?" Giving me a childish smirk she replied Hurry up Elijaaaah. Knowing full well that I would cringe at the usage of my full name-which I did, I should be mad at her but I couldn't be. She was Julia, and that was reason enough.
SECOND MEMORY
"All IM ASKING IS FOR OUR RELATIONSHIP IS TO BE FAIR!" I screamed at her, not once had I raised my voice but this being Julia I had no choice but to show her that I wasn't going to keep playing that game anymore. I glared at her as she began to have a stream of tears running down her cheeks ruining her really dark light eyeliner filled eyes. I always told her that she was beautiful when she wasn't trying to dress up like a raccoon but her –you don't tell ME what to do- was both attractive but frustrating. If anything I learned that with Julia you had to be direct, and you had to stand your ground if not she will do what she wanted and then some. Deciding not to let her play the victim I decided to pick up my leather jacket off the floor and started looking for the rest of my clothing. This is one thing about Julia, when she wanted to intimate she just had to have her way, didn't matter when or where, if Julia was in the mood there was nothing stopping her, just be prepare for her to tear off your articles of clothing faster than you can blink. Hearing her sob made me felt lower than dirt, but I was fed up. What started as an emotional intimacy between us was now just hormonal drive and I didn't want to have that, not with Julia, she deserved better than that. But to her it meant I was automatically cheating on her.
"Was she a good fuck Eli?" she lashed at me as she started throwing books from her bookcase at me, I was trying to dodge the best that I could but considering Julia played softball was hard, after she ran out of books she started tossing pillows at me, after throwing her last one she just started screaming accusations at me, but this time I was pulling up my jeans and was buttoning them up when I saw the many insecurities Julia thought of herself creeping in. I stood there watching Julia's facial expressions I never knew what was next…she could start bawling even louder, have a anxiety attack, or be angry and throw the lava lamp on her left stand. I decide to test the waters, I started walking towards her slowly, when I reached the end of her bed I was surprised to see her throw her hands around my neck, she pressed her red faced next to my naked chest, I hesitantly began to tangle my fingers in her long incredibly soft black hair, as she began sniffing. "Julia?" I spoke softly afraid of setting her off in a rampage again. "I'm sorry…." She whispered. "I know" I mumbled, that was all it took for Julia to be forgiven.
CURRENT TIME
Standing tall, looking downward I still couldn't believe it was a year now. All it took was some harsh words, some tears and some yelling to make it all stop…and a car, and a pissed off Julia existing not only my bedroom door but my life too. Crouching down I pressed my fingertips against the cold marble stone, tracing the letters that spelt my fallen lover, hitting my heart like a thousand poisons needles. Each letter in her name spoke a great deal about her character. Justice, she always stood up for what she thought was right, I felt the tears sting the innermost part of my eyes…Unbelievably beautiful, she was just a natural beauty when she would wake up make up free in the mornings with me. Loving, she would never be one to judge someone so quickly the opposite of me, she was always welcoming which was a huge contractictorary to what she was usually cladded in….Incredible in all ways…and finally…Amazingly brilliant. Giving her tombstone a shaky kiss, I patted the grassy top, giving her a respectful moment of silence, I stood up and let a tear fall and messily kiss the stone. I'm sorry, I croaked but it was already too late, she was dead.
Author note: This totally sucked. I don't own anything just this crazy imagination of mine.