The plan.

Chapter Six: Feeling Trapped.

Julia.

Before I knew it, it was morning and my alarm was going off. 7am. I turned it off and sat up, looking around my room. I thought about the dream, which was weird. It's probably just because I'm scared of heights or something. It was just weird because why was Apollo there... If I'm going to be honest it felt so real. I'm just worried. I've had dreams before that became real, just not in the exact way if that makes sense. Probably not the case though.

Today was a big day. I decided to quit my real job, which was just a stupid job at a cafè. It was better off than a boring office job though. I got up and got ready for the day. My outfit choice: a pair of light blue jeans, that were tight, a little low waisted too. I also wore a cropped tank top, that was pink and had some white flowers on the front. My shoes were my white sneakers. I wore my hair in low pigtails and had a white headband in my hair. I loved my outfit for that day. I know it wasn't the best for quitting my job, but I didnt care. Why should I?

I grabbed my purse and left the apartment. I put in my headphones and decided to walk, it was a nice day out anyway.

But then, I began to think. I thought about my day. What I had done. Not just once. But twice. I realized that I was a horrible person. I was horrible because I enjoyed it. Every second. It was too late, there truly no escaping what I had done. No escaping what I had brought myself into. Honestly, I felt like crying. Then I thought of Apollo. Although an evil man, he was handsome. For some reason I calmed down.

I thought about the dream more. What did it mean? Why were we falling? I dunno. Like I said probably just a dream because I just met Apollo officially, and because I'm scared of heights. Although... Perhaps it's because I feel guilty. Guilty for what I've done. Joining the mafia, killing two probably innocent men. I just need to calm down. Thankfully I finally made it to my workplace. Well, soon former work place.

I walked in there and looked around. To see if there was anyone I knew. I thought I saw someone. I looked closer. Oh no....

It was my boyfriend. I guess I should've mentioned that I had one. But it really didn't consulate with what's happening I guess. Maybe he wouldn't recognize me? I had totally forgotten last night was date night. I truly was screwed. By this point, I knew it was going to be a bad day. I felt as if I had not butterfly's, but dinosaurs in my stomach. I couldn't just tell him why I didn't show up. Why didn't he try calling me? I checked my phone and looked at the call logs. He did in fact try to call. In fact, there was like 10 unanswered calls. It must've been while I was sleeping in the bath. I guess I just needed to face my problems one by one.
I knew he was waiting here for me. I'll tell you more about him before we continue.

His name is Thomas Sturges. He was a pretty normal guy. He's 27, so he was older than me by 6 years. I'm 21. We met at the college he works at. He's a professor there for physics. I had just been touring it and I saw him and we got to know each other. He was sweet, affectionate, caring, and very romantic. He's like any other teacher. Pretty boring to his students. But with me... There was something different. I loved him deeply. He had a pretty normal life compared to me at least. Loving parents, siblings, I guess just generally a happy life growing up. I'm not really sure why he'd ever want to be a teacher.
His appearance. He truly was handsome. I think I had ever met someone as handsome as him.... Besides Apollo. Thomas had light brown hair, his haircut is hard to explain. I guess think of Jimin from BTS. That's his hair style. He wore glasses, only when reading. On this day he wasn't. He's oddly muscular for a teacher. Not like super buff, but he has abs. He was wearing a grey sweater, with black jeans, and black shoes. His style was definitely much darker than mine, which was colorful. We were opposites. We were meant for each other. We had been dating for 3 years now.

I'm not really sure why I'm so nervous. I have this gut feeling something is going to go wrong. I sat next to him.
"Hey babe!" I said, with a small smile on my face. He didn't look to happy so my smile went away immediately.
It's not like I meant to hurt him. I didn't mean to ditch him. He would understand. Right?
"I waited forever for you, Julia. You never showed up." He said, looking very frustrated.
I had never not showed up like this. I felt guilt more and more as the seconds passed.
"I know I'm sorry. I didn't mean to! I was getting ready in the bath, but I fell asleep because I had a long day." I said, worried, and full of guilt. I kind of wanted to cry. He clearly wasn't buying it. Why yes I wasn't especially getting ready, but I did fall asleep in the bath. It's not like I couldn't tell him I just joined the mafia.
"Fell asleep in the tub huh?" He just seemed more angry. I'd never seen him so mad before. He was generally kind and understanding. Why was this different? Oh no... Had he.... Had he wanted to propose?
"Yes! Thomas I'm really sorry I didn't mean to hurt you! I'll make it up to you. We can go on a date if your choice anytime you want! Or you can come over sometime and we can do something else." I felt even more guilty.

He suddenly changed, which was shocking to me. He smiled, at first it seemed happy. Then he started to tear up. Oh no.
"The one time you didn't show up Julia. You know I needed you!" He said, crying a little. I wiped away his tears.
"What do you mean, Hun?" I said, with worry in my voice.
"My sister passed away. You know how close I was to her." He said, sorrow in his voice.
The guilt got worse. I felt as if I could puke.
"Babe I really didn't mean to. I understand how you feel. I have no excuse. Please forgive me." I hugged him as I said that. He hugged me back.
"I forgive you." He said, not as upset anymore.
I was kind of surprised how fast he forgave me. We talked for a while, and he headed home. Which left me with one more thing to do.

I took a deep breath and headed to my bosses office. I don't really feel like going into detail. But it went well, much better than what just happened with Thomas. I left the cafè feeling a little better. As I stepped out, I stopped immediately. Looking across the street, which there was a club. There was Apollo, along with his gang heading to the club. He looked at me, and we made eye contact. My body froze.

Shit.
Can't I get a break?