Once in a lifetime.

4

January

I walked in on Saturday at 3 to Aaron and Eleanor's house with Cayden. Everything was purple which makes sense cause Jules hates pink, so of course, it would be purple. Lilacs are purple, and Jules always smelled like lilacs.
Everyone looked at me, but the only one I saw was Jules. My Jules. Can I take her and run away? Is that allowed? All my feelings for not only her but this stupid little town flooded back to me when I got off the plane. God, she was cute. No, beautiful. Her stomach has grown, not enough for her to walk funny, but enough to notice. I wanted to run to her, to hold her. To kiss her, and that belly. The belly, with the baby, The dead, baby. My heart sank and I remembered why I was here.

Cayden took off his coat and hung it by the door, I followed his lead not knowing exactly what to do. walked ahead of me towards her. Her arms were crossed and her chin was stuck out a little bit. That must be new. Not that I have seen her in months so how would I know.

Cayden hugged her, and it was too long of a hug for my liking. It made me want to punch him again. Maybe this time break his nose.

"What happened to your face?" Jules asked her arms resting on his neck and his resting on her waist. I needed to calm down before I hit my friend at a funeral, My baby's funeral. I was here to get her back not make a bigger mess. I looked for another place to look, my eyes falling on Aaron, his jaw was set, only looking a little older since I saw him last.
"Dalton is what happened to my face," Cayden replied, but I had stopped paying attention.

"What?" Aaron said moving closer to me.

"Yeah, when Dalton heard that I had come to visit he decided to rearrange my face."

"Why?" Aaron asked me cocking his head to the side, sizing me up. All those times he use to do it and I swore to myself it was all for nothing. "Remember when I told you I'd hurt you if you hurt her? Well. You've hurt her. Maybe I should rearrange your face."

"Aaron." Mrs. Jacobs replied sternly. "Enough. This is a funeral."

I looked over at her and silently thanked her. I looked at Jules.

I walk closer to her so I could whisper. "Can I speak to you alone?"

She raised one eyebrow. "Wow, gone for months, and look at him. Don't worry y'all, can't get me pregnant. I'm still processing through this one."

"JULIET," her father said sternly. "Please."

Jules pushed her tongue against the inside of her cheek making it poke out.

"Upstairs."

I didn't argue and started walking up the stairs not waiting for her to change her mind.

I followed her up the stairs and as soon as we get into the room she refuses to face me. I decide I have to talk first.
"I miss your quiet beautiful boring town you call home."

"No, you don't."

"Yes I do"

"If you did why don't you just stay here forever?"

I feel myself deflate like a balloon losing helium. "Jules"

"And if you miss a place so much, why can't you miss me?" This one hurt and I closed my eyes dropping my head. "Exactly, because you can't. I know that, I get that. So please, leave." She turns away from me.

"Baby I..." it slipped out because being here in this town it made everything come back. I missed her, my whole body ached because I missed her.

She didn't say anything she just stared at me. When she turned I saw tears fill her eyes in real-time. She pointed towards her door. "Get. Out." She choked.