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I finish up at work and head home. Its 7:45

I cant shake the somewhat terrible feeling i have for immediately calling Matty after the fight with jackson. Maybe i should call Matty and tell him never mind.

But instead i start the shower and drop my clothes from my body. I peer at my reflection in the mirror with awe, and disgust.

Im thin, curvy, but thin. My breast and butt are too big for my petite frame, not too big, dont get me wrong i love it, but i wish i could be a little 'heavier'. I have a few tattoos, my favorite being the rose piece on my hip bone. It covers my hip, part of my stomach and my thigh. I also a few piercings, septum, nose, tongue, several ear, and my navel.

I hop in the shower after several minutes of staring at myself. Then carry on with my normal routine. Just making sure not to miss any spots while shaving.

When i get out of the shower its 8:20. I walk to my closet and pick a pair of black skinny jeans, and a tight white tee shirt. I walk to my dresser and grab a pair of panties, and a bra. Matching of course. And slip on everything.

I pull my hair out of the towel that it was wrapped in, comb it, then blow dry it sloppily so its curly, and wild.

I put on some winged eyeliner, bronzer, and mascara.

Its now 8:53 he should be here soon. If he even truly comes. Maybe im making a huge mistake.

No Juliette, no second guesses.

I wait on my couch, blasting nirvana when i hear a buzz, Its him. I hop up with a pep in my step and press the button to buzz him in, then open the door so i don't have to open it when he gets here.

He knocks lightly when he gets to the door.

"Hey, come in. I need to put shoes on"

"Hello, nice flat" he said looking around.

"Oh, this piece of shit place" i laugh. "Ive lived here 3 years, i guess its alright" i yell from my bedroom as i pull socks from my drawer.

"3 years is a long time, how long have you lived in LA?"

"Actually 3" i say walking back into my living room. I cant really say theyre different rooms, since its all just one big open area that I divided with curtains. "I moved here hoping to get famous, but instead i settled for occasional makeup jobs, and a thrift store"

"Fame isnt all it seems, makeup? What exactly do you do in that aspect?" He asked as i slipped on my high top white converse by the door.

"Oh, im a special effects makeup artist, I occasionally get to work on a set of some sort, but nothing big"

"Thats sounds fucking marvelous, maybe you could fuck my face up sometime?" He said laughing.

I laugh back. " yeah, definitely. Where exactly are you taking me?" I grab my purse and head toward the door. For the first time i take a glance at him and he is wearing the same jeans as earlier, but with a floral button up with only one button done, and his doc martens-again-, his hair is pulled back and he has sunglasses on top of his head. He looks hot.

"Interesting music, i like" he laughs, when a song I've only heard once or twice came on. It says something about chocolate. "and its a surprise, love. What good is a surprise if i tell you?, are you turning the music off before we leave or will you leave it on for the neighbors?" He said giggling as i reach for the door handle.

"The neighbors have shit taste in music, so they need to hear this." I walk into the hallway and he follows as i head to the stairs. "I hate surprises so you should just tell me ya know." I say in mock seriousness.

"Jules, surprises keep excitement, without surprises happiness is bullshit." He says in the same tone i did. "Why are we taking the stairs when theres an elevator?"

I start down the steps. "Matty, stairs require exercise, without exercise life is bull shit" I say mirroring what he just said to me. "Plus, if you get me drunk, im already burning those calories" i laugh. We get the the lobby of my building and walk out the door.

The second we get out he reached into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette.

"Do you mind?" He asked as he pressed it between his lips.

"Not at all"

"Would you fancy one?"

"Yeah, I actually would really love one" I dont smoke all the time, but I occasionally do. I know one wont kill me.

He reaches into the box pulls one out and presses it between my lips, then lights it. We walk up to his car, and he opens the doors.

I take a drag of my cigarette, climb in and ask him again, "where are you taking me?"

"I said, its a surprise, love" smoke escaping his lips as he says this.

Fuck. Hes so dammed attractive.

Then i see him pull a black cloth from his backseat.

"Turn your head that way for a second" he chuckles.

"What are you doing" i take the final drag of my cigarette and throw it out the window.

"Blindfolding you, i take surprises very serious" he says attempting to stay serious.

"Whatever, as long as you dont think its free passage for you to have your way with me" i laugh. "But i dont take you as the 'kinky' type" i wink and turn my head.

He laughed. "Well Jules, you've caught me. Im just going to blind fold you so i can fuck you wildly." He said sarcastically. "Blindfolds don't get me off, love." He moves my hair back off of my shoulders, brushing his fingers across my shoulder. So i shiver. "But apparently they make you all tingly" he laughs.

"You touched my shoulder, I shivered. That blindfold, does nothing for me" i laugh, as he ties a knot.

"You've got a boyfriend anyway, but believe me, im not trying to stop you, love" he laughs then starts pulling the car into traffic.

"We broke up earlier" i blurt out. Then i feel his hand touch my thigh.

"Would you like to elaborate on the reasoning?" He said moving his thumb gently.

"You" i say dryly.

"Me?" He sounded shocked "Damn didn't know my first impression was that good" he laughs.

"He saw our photographs, and assumed my hickey, courtesy of him, was from you. It just so happens theres one on your neck too, making it more suspicious." I giggle suddenly realizing how stupid this predicament is.

"See, im already turning your life upside down" he laughs, grabs my hand and kisses it. Then mumbles something i can barely make out. I think it was something like

"What the fuck am i doing"

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