The Assassins Kill

Chapter 30- Memories.

self harm warning- starts and ends with the '!!!'

Feel Something- Bea Miller
Sick Thoughts- Lewis Blisset

*Julians Pov*

"Hi there! How can we help you?" A petite older-looking woman calls out from the back of the room. I look at Jax and nervously chuckle.

"We wanted to look at rings? Engagement rings." The woman smiles and we walk over to her, standing behind a glass table filled with jewelry that is most likely over 20,000 dollars.

"Well, you've come to the perfect place! We have every type of ring for you to choose from. Is there anything in particular you wanted?" She slides open a glass door and waits for my response.

"Uh, not really... I guess, do you have any purple and green rings?" She thinks for a moment before turning around and opening a cabinet behind her. She pulls out a black rectangle box and sets it on the counter, opening it and smiling.

I see Jaxs mouth drop open at the sight of the stunning gems set in front of us. There's about 10 different rings all varied in size and color and cut and anything else you can think of. My eyes immediately glue to a circle shaped cut with a purple gem in the center and tiny green ones dotted around it and to the side of the black ring. A smile grows on my lips.

"That one is a oval cut twisted amethyst and jade ring, specially crafted in Thailand by only the best."

I look at Jax and grin.

"How much?"

"9,050. But, I like you, so I'm going to bump it down to 8,050." I shake my head.

"No, you don't have to do that, I can pay for it. I don't want anyone getting in trouble." She smiles and pulls the ring out of the black velvet box it was in and turns around to presumably wrap it or whatever.

"Do you have any double princess cut lapis rings?" Jax calls out.

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I flip through the channels, mindlessly chugging down my, I think, 12th beer. Who's really counting anyways?

I skip past the news, past Family Feud, past Dateline, past Cartoon Network, and past that one channel that alway plays old movies until my thumb practically paralyzes.

"Have you been bad?.." Angelina Jolie says, massaging a man's neck and head. "If your naughty, you get punished.." The man groans as she feels up his hair until she snaps his neck.

"Ha! You've gotta be shitting me. Fucking assassin movie, ironic. Thank you, universe!" I humorlessly laugh at the TV before sighing and turning it off. Chico jumps onto the couch seat next to me and curls up, making me temporarily smile and scratch his ear.

He's gotten a lot bigger the past week or two, and each time I notice he has, my willpower breaks off one by one, until I'm just this big lump of shit who sits and sleeps on the couch, and beer and Pringles are the only things in my diet. I wake up, turn on the TV, watch a stupid cartoon, eat my chips, crack open a beer, take a nap, and watch TV until dawn and then repeat it all over again the next day.