Chapter 17

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~Julia Carter~

It's been four days since Tommy died. Alex was put in jail. Me and Richard have been questioned by the police about what exactly what happened that night. We told them everything of course. When Tommy's parents found out, they were hysterical. They even blamed me for it, banned me from attending the funeral.

It's amazing how people put loved ones on a pedestal so high that, even when they fall, no one sees it them the ground.

Since I couldn't attend the funeral, I'm going by his grave today. Even after all he did to me I still want to say goodbye.

After searching the cemetery for his grave, I finally found it.

"Hi Tommy. I just want to tell you that even after you beat me, cut me, burned me, you were still a person. I still don't think you should have gone that far. I think if you loved me you would have let me go. I don't think you were ever capable of loving. I think you were only capable of hate. I wish you were still alive though. I wish you would have learned to live without me. I just wanted to see you happy, without me. I wish I would have seen you had problems, I wish I could have helped you through it. But I now realize, no one could help you. I just want to tell you, goodbye Tommy Ricardo." I turned around and left his grave as fast as I could.

Even though he was a terrible person, I wish I could have helped him.

I finally got to the front of the cemetery where Richard was waiting for me. He took my arm and we walked to his car wordlessly. When we got in he looked at me.

"Julia, are you going to be okay?" He asked concerned. I looked at him for a second before smiling.

"I think I'll be just fine. Just give me a little time and I'll be back to normal." I reassured him. Ever since Alex killed Tommy, Richard has been trying to make sure I was as comfortable as possible. I feel kind of bad for Richard. He didn't ask to be burdened with my troubles. He says its ok, but I still don't believe him.
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-Richard's house-

"Richard, why do you keep doing all this for me? I feel like a free loader taking advantage of you." I don't know what is going through his mind. He looked at me then sighed.

"Why can't you see it yet Julia? I'm doing all this for you. If I didn't care about you I wouldn't be doing this. Julia, why can't you see that I'm doing this because, I love you." He looked directly into my eyes after he finished speaking. I was silent for a moment. I looked away.

"Why?" I asked.

"What?" He looked confused.

"How could you love me? Out of all the women that would kill to be with you, why would you choose me?" I looked back at him.

"I don't want them. You aren't blinded by the money I have, you see past that, you see the person I really am. That's why I love you. That's why I want to be with you. I don't care about what kind of past you have. I don't care about your baggage. All I care about is the person you have become. You are a strong women and I love you for that." He came over and hugged me. I started crying into his chest. No one has ever said that to me.

"Julia, will you please be mine? I love you. I don't ever want to let you go." He raised my head so I was looking at him.

"Yes I will. I love you Richard." He smiled at me.

"But there are two you should know. First, I'm a virgin. Second, no kissing until we say 'I do', got it?" I waited for his answer.

"Ok." He answered as if it was no big deal. Thank you Jesus.

DING DONG

I heard his doorbell go off. He jumped up to answer the door. I followed him, curious to see who it was. I peeked out from behind the door leading to the living room so I could still see the front door. When Richard opened it I saw a man in his fifties on the other side.

"Richard is that you?" The man asked.

"Dad?"
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