Endings

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Juliet's POV

I woke to my bed empty, only a notebook flipped open with words on a page. The note read 'Good morning love, I had to go get my things packed. Call me when you wake up. -Ronnie'

I smiled, then soon remembered the big decision I had to make in less than an hour. Just as I was about to call him, he called me.

I answered, "hey."

"I have great news," I could feel his smile through the phone.

"Oh?"

"I talked to your boss," he stated.

"Mhm," I mumbled, rolling my eyes in a joking way at his neediness. It was cute.

"He has an office in the LA area, he said he'd let you transfer as long as you occasionally meet with him in New York."

"Holy shit," I laughed.

"Well?" He asked, "come with me?"

I thought for a moment, biting my lip. "Okay."

"Fuck yeah!" I could hear his excitement. "I'll be there in an hour."

He hung up the phone quickly. I'd have to come back here soon to get all of my stuff, but for now I'll pack some clothes. I headed to my room and began stuffing some of my clothes into my suitcase.

When I was finished, I looked around my apartment, a bit of sadness flowing through me. This was the first home I've ever really been able to call home. I bought it with my own money. But Ronnie... Ronnie was my home.

My front door barged open, Ronnie rushing to me. I gave him a weak smile, suddenly squealing when he picked me up and spun me around. My arms went around his neck as he grabbed the back of my thighs, my legs around his waist.

"I love you so much," he spoke, attacking my lips roughly with a quick kiss.

I pulled away, my hands running through his hair as he held me. "I... I love you too," the words made me nervous. The words still made me feel uncomfortable a bit, having never really loved anyone else before Ronnie.

"What's wrong love?" He asked.

I looked down, "I'm just nervous," I shrugged.

"About what?"

"What if this doesn't work out?" I asked, looking up at him as he continued to hold me.

"I'm making sure it will," he grinned.

I took a deep breath, "okay."

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When we arrived at his house, Willow greeted me with a hug. I bent down to her level, looking at the little girl. She was so beautiful, she looked just like Ronnie. She held onto me tightly as I laughed at the fact that I was being tackled by her.

"Juliet!" She squealed, "I missed you."

I chuckled, "I missed you too," I looked up at Ronnie, seeing him smiling.

"Why are you here?" She asked.

I chuckled at her bluntness. "Well," I grabbed her hand in mine, "I'm coming with you and your dad back home."

She grinned and she flung herself around me again. "What are you to me?" She asked.

I raised an eyebrow, watching as she looked between her dad and Crissy who had just walked out of the house. "I'm your friend," I smiled, feeling a bit of sadness washing over me. I couldn't help but think about the child I'd lost whenever I looked at Willow.

She squealed again. "Alright, get in the car," Crissy said, grabbing Willows hand and pulling her along with her as she spoke on the phone. I rolled my eyes.

Ronnie came over to me, his hand hooked around my belt loop, grasping my hip. He pulled me closer to him and kissed my cheek, making me smile. "Stop!" I whisper yelled, watching Willow grin and Crissy with her mouth practically on the floor.

Ronnie pulled me to his car, helping me into the car. I sat in the passenger seat which I wasn't too thrilled with. I didn't mind, but I didn't want to start anything with Crissy. She already seemed pissed enough about Ronnie's display of PDA.

Ronnie began driving, the car silent. A smile spread across my face as I felt his hand on my thigh.

"Juliet?" I heard Willow ask.

"Yes?" I looked back at her.

"Do you have kids?" She asked. She probably forgot she'd already asked.

I mentally sighed, Ronnie's thumb tracing over my thigh as soon as she asked the question. "I used to have a son," I gave her a weak smile.

"Where is he now?" She asked.

"Willow," Crissy warned.

"It's okay," I responded to Crissy, "he had to go away for a while."

"Go where?" She asked.

"A place called heaven," I smiled. Willow looked confused. Of course Ronnie never spoke with her about religion. I didn't really believe in religion, but I hoped that if heaven was real, my son would be there looking down at me, that he would be proud of me.

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We sat in the Uber, the four of us heading to Ronnie's house. The flight was long, though I slept through most of it. Ronnie kept giving me little smiles, I couldn't deny they made me smile. Willow kept asking me questions about myself. She was cute. Crissy, she wouldn't dare look at me. I had no idea what her issue was with me.

A good amount of time had passed and Willow was asleep, leaning on Ronnie who sat in the back with us. Crissy sat in the passengers seat, silent. Ronnie had his arm around Willow, himself almost falling asleep before we reached his house.

The Uber parked and we all got out of the car, Ronnie holding Willow who refused to wake up and walk. It was funny. I watched as Crissy walked straight to what I assumed to be her car. It was parked in the driveway. She began throwing her things inside, along with Willow's.

Ronnie sadly walked to the car, sitting Willow in the back, giving her a hug. He said something that I couldn't hear then walked back to me. He got our things out of the Uber and both the Uber and Crissy drove off, leaving Ronnie and I standing in his driveway.

I took a deep breath, staring at the massive house. I really did this. I really just dropped my life for Ronnie... again.

"I love you, My Dear Juliet." Ronnie kissed me, myself dropping my duffle bag on the ground, taken aback.

I pulled away, leaning my forehead on his.

"I love you too, Ronnie."


AHHHHH THATS IT!! I FINALLY FINISHED A FUCKING BOOK!!!

Anyways, if anyone is mad at me for doing such an abrupt ending, would you like to read an epilogue? A chapter in the future of Ronnie and Juliet? Let me know!

Thank you so much for all of my readers, I'm so proud of this book. Thank you all for sticking along and continuously reading it, it seriously means so much to me.

But yeah, if you'd like an epilogue, leave a comment and tell me you want that!

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