Brad, I am so sorry. I don’t even know where to start, words
can’t even begin to describe how I feel right now; I haven’t stopped thinking
about what happened. I didn’t mean the things I said. I understand that you
can’t come running every time I miss you and even though sometimes it gets hard
to accept I know if you could change it you would and I don’t want to be the
reason that you’re not doing what you love. I miss you and I can’t bear to stay
away from you this long. Bradley Simpson, I love you and our fight doesn’t
change that. Please come home, I’m sorry
-Jules
Bradley I miss you please come home, or just call or text,
anything. Please I need to talk to you. I still love you and I’m sorry.
-Jules
Brad? Are you getting my emails? I’m really sorry. I love
you.
-Jules
Julia, yes I am getting your emails. I need space, time to
think about what happened. I don’t know if I can do this any longer. It seems
like every time I see you we’re fighting over something that I can’t change.
I’m sorry I let this go one for so long, we both should’ve known this would
never work. I won’t forget you.
-Bradley
Bradley please don’t do this. We can make it work. I’ll try
harder. I won’t argue with you, I’ll make it up to you but please, please Brad
don’t do this to me, to us. I love you always remember? You made a promise to
me, don’t break the promise. You promised me you would love me.
-Jules
Julia, I’m not breaking my promise I just can’t do it
anymore I can’t be with you. Sorry,
-Bradley
What can I do to make this better? I’m not ready to give up
on us yet.
-Jules
I’ll never forget you. I’ll never
forget you. I’ll never forget you. Those 4 words keep repeating in my
head, because those are the last words he said to me. They have to mean
something, I mean who breaks up with someone and tells them that they’ll never
forget them? The tears are starting to come again and I let them. Maybe the
tears will bring Bradley back. I pick up my phone once more and dial his
number, 780-484-5159 but it just rings and rings and rings. I don’t bother to
leave a message; I’ve already left him 6. I’ll never forget you. I’m not breaking my promise;
I just can’t be with you.
I blocked her. I’ll never hear
from her again, it’s over. I have to move on. I close my laptop and stare out
at the window not allowing myself to cry, the other boys don’t need to know
about this. They’ll ask if I’m ok and I won’t be able to hold it back. I hear
the door close, looking up I see Tristen. “You ok Brad?” he asks; I instantly
wipe my face clean of emotion. “Yeah,” I lie “I’m ok.” I can’t tell weather or
not Tris believes me but he doesn’t push it. Just then Connor and James come
into my room, “Brad, Julia is calling” They say together. I look around at all
3 of there faces, “Tell her I’m busy”. You can see it on their faces that their
shocked I don’t want to talk to Julia. “Sorry Julia, it seems Bradley is rather
busy right now, he’s currently talking to our producer Danny.” James says into
the phone. “Ok, I’ll tell him you called, bye Julia.” He hangs up the phone and
sets it down on my nightstand beside my bed. “What’s going on between you and
Julia?” Connor asks. “Nothing, I don’t want to talk about it.” I say trying not
to make eye contact with any of the 3 boys. “Brad, you know we’re here for you
when you want to talk.” Tristen whispers and leaves the room, I can tell that
he’s hurt I won’t talk to him, we always tell each other everything but I can’t
tell him about Jules yet. I just need time to think, time to be away from the
world.
Lying
on my bed it hits me again. Bradley is gone and he’s not coming back. It feels
like my heart is physically broken, like my body isn’t getting enough blood and
I’m falling, falling out of this world. It feels like I’m being ripped apart,
piece by piece. I can’t take it anymore. I grab my bag and run out of the
house, ignoring my mom asking where I’m going. I need to be alone, to cope with
what is happening right now. Running to the side shed to grab my bike dad stops
me, “Julia, where are you going? It’s almost dinner time.” He says. I raise my
voice, “Dad, I just need to get out of the house!” I can tell he’s taken back
about me raising my voice but right now I don’t care, I push past him to grab
my bike and ride off to the berm.
ooc: Then I have this unfinished scene where Julia and Brad haven't broken up yet
The door downstairs opens, but I
ignore it and focus back on my homework that needs to get done. A few seconds
later I hear the door close. I hear talking downstairs so I just turn up my
music.
All of a sudden my earbuds are yanked out of
my ear, “Hey!” I say while I turn around to see who did it. “Brad!” I yell and
jump into his arms. “Hey Jules,” He says, I think he might have said something
else but I don’t hear him because I press my lips into his destine to taste his
lips. Brad pressed his body up against mine and I can tell he’s missed me just
as much as I’ve missed him.
“Ummmm….” I pull away from Bradley and see my
sister Hale standing in the doorway of my bedroom. “Hale! What have I said
about knocking?” I ask. “the door was open!” she reply’s. She was right, we forget
to close the door. “What do u want Hale?” I say a little annoyed that she
disturbed our moment. “Brad, there’s someone at the door for you, she says you
know her, that she’s your photo’s director’s assistant.” Brad steps away from
me and towards Hale, “Hale,” he says in the calm voice he uses when he wants
someone to go away but doesn’t have the heart to tell them that “I don’t have a
photo director, send them away and if they don’t leave call the police.”
Hale turns and goes back
downstairs and Brad closes the door and pulls me into his arms. We just stand
there un-sure what to do next. “Isn’t that my shirt?” Brad asks “Yeah, you left
it here last time” I reply looking down at his blue plaid shirt unbuttoned on
me, with a black tank top underneath. “You’re not getting it back.” I said
raising my eyes to his. He smiles at me and I lean into him again. “What are
you doing here anyway? Your tour doesn’t end until September” I said into his
shoulder. “Our tour ended two days ago.” He said looking down at me so I can
see his eyes. “but you said- “He interrupts me “I know, but how am I supposed
to surprize you for your birthday if you knew when my tour ended?” He said, I playfully
hit his shoulder and Brad pretends it hurts. “Your smile is so beautiful, I’ve
missed it. Speaking of which, I have something for you” He looks around the room,
“It’s in my bag, I’ll go grab it. Don’t move” Bradley kisses me on the cheek
and dashes downstairs.
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