Only a few more chapters and my book will come to an end! *cries* I know. But feel free to check out my next book The Hunted Ones! It will be cool.
Okay, so back to this chapter. How many of you have been really mad at someone and you end up doing something stupid? Okay now imagine Joe and Julia... Hmm...
Chapter 38
❤Julia❤
The first thing that came to my mind was, if Joe knew more about my dream than I thought, then why didn't he come to me and talk about it?
I stood up from the chair I was sitting in. "Joe, what is going on?"
His eyes were full of regret, but why? "Jewels, I didn't want to talk to you about it because I wanted to give you the chance of telling me yourself."
I can't believe him right now. "Joe! You lied to me! Why did you lie? Why didn't you just come to me?"
"I didn't want you to feel embarrassed."
"Embarrassed? Joe how do you think I feel now?" My head was spinning with questions.
Joe instinctively guided Isabella back into the house so she didn't have to hear us.
"You knew this whole time," I continued speaking, "I can't believe this!"
"Jewels, I didn't want you to find out like this."
I could tell that he was trying to stay calm, unlike me, I was going haywire.
"Really? How did you expect me to find out? Or did you plan on not telling me at all?"
"Jewels, I was planning on telling you. I was just trying to find the right time. I guess I just wanted to know if it were true."
"Well, you know now! Everyone knows! Apparently I'm the only one who didn't know!"
"Jewels, calm down!"
"Don't tell me to calm down, Joe! You knew about about my dream, you knew it was embarrassing for me, but you still kept asking questions about it even though I didn't want to talk about it!"
"Jewels, I told you, I wanted you to have the chance to tell me yourself!"
"You want me to tell you what happened, Joe? I'll tell you what happened. In my dream, I was up at six something in the morning writing in my journal when you came and knocked on my door. You asked me to go to the beach and watch the sunrise. I got dressed, and when I came out of my room you were all ready to go. I even remember what I wore. I wore my blue bathing suit with my brown sandals and my white sun dress. I also had my sunglasses and a scarf to be exact. I can tell you what you were wearing as well. You wore a white shirt with black swimming trunks and you also had sunglasses. On the ride to the beach you were singing in the car, quite terribly too. And when we got to the beach, you know what happened?" My eyes were beginning to water but I continued speaking. "I know you know, but you told me your dead father's name, your middle name. I told you my whole name, and as the sun began to rise over the horizon, you proposed to me." I didn't meet his eyes. "There," I said, "is that what you wanted to hear?"
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