Romeo and Julian

One

Julian POV

beep! Beep! Beep! 

BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!

"Julian, do something about it." Lila says into my chest. 

I groan and push her head off of me. I get up slowly and start stretching, then begin the search for my phone.

"Just turn it off. It's giving me a bigger fucking migraine." She complains as she gets less comfortable on my bed. 

Lila is one of my best friends. But ever since i was almost killed by my ex 6 months ago, she's been monitoring me and just incase I tried to kill myself again. The breakup between us was so bad and when I love someone I love someone till death do we part type of shit. We dated since I was 17 and he was 18 and broke it off when I was 20. What did i except from a gang member, that he was gonna shower me with flowers and be loyal. I found out he only dated me so long because my mom and dad was giving him money, and he was cheating on me the whole time. Then I just decided that life was a lie and that I was no longer worth living for.

So I moved here to San Francisco with Lila, and that's when I met Milo and he helped me opened up my business, so I offered him a shared partnership but he was to humble to take it. I lived here for two years now.

Then he tried to kill me six months ago when I went on a date with some random guy. Who cares anymore, anyways. 

I bend down and find my alarm still going off underneath my bed. I reach underneath and grab my phone to turn it off. 

"What time is it Jules?"

I wipe my chin and feel little stubs of hair on it. It's time to shave again and check the time. " it's umm.. It's 8:15 in the morning." I tell her.

As I'm about throw my phone I remember that I had an interview at 10:30, but i had to go in early to do some paperwork and Lila is late for work. I honestly still think I'm drunk, because i tried to freak out and rush to get ready but my body was not having it. I'm stupid for going clubbing the night before a interview.

I get a pillow that I knocked on the floor earlier and throw it at her. Lila gives me ' so you wanna die' kind of look.

I tiredly laugh. "I said, you're late for work." I say as loud as I can.

She jumps out of my bed with nothing but a bra on, which doesn't even shock me at this point. She runs out of the room. I follow her and watch her freak out, while throwing her outfit together. Which is a pink button down shirt with a long black tight skirt. I watch her as she tries to throw her hair into a neat bun, but keep messing up.

"Cute, but you know your skirt is on backwards." I whisper the last part to her and then walk away laughing. 

I sit on the living room big soft comfy couch and go back to sleep. Fuck work, I'm the boss.

I hear Lila high heels approaching the couch, so I lift my head when she starts speaking to me.

"Julian, I'm heading out. It's 8:45 you should get going now." she says with a worry face.

"I will, after you leave. Now get going." i shoo her away and lay my head back down on the couch. I lay there thinking for about 45 minutes going in and out of sleep. at least I think I was sleeping.

I walk back to my room and shower in My bathroom, I throw on red button down shirt with some black jeans, I like to dress causal, and the of course I put on a lot of cologne. I then go to the mirror and wash my face and shave my beard that i hardly have. But I have to keep my baby face or else all the sexy guys won't want me. I brush my teeth and get some water on my hands to put in my hair and brush it to the same side of my head. Once I'm satisfied I head out to my car. I turn it on and see the time on the radio It's 10: 20 and Lila left at 8:45. Damn where did the time go.

"shit, I'm late." i say to myself. I pull out my phone and make a quick call to my assistant manger.

"What's good boss." Milo, my assistant manger says. He's probably the only other friend I really hang out with other than Lila.

"listen Milo, I'm not going to be there to interview the new employee, so can you do that for me." I ask nervously. I don't like bugging people , just some childhood trauma shit that makes me wanna do everything myself.

"Man, I already knew you weren't going to make it in time, so I went ahead and did it."

"Thanks man. You're the best, seriously."

i hear people in the background asking him questions about what to do.

"alright man, duty calls. I'll see you later right." he ask suspiciously. I know I haven't been coming into  work ever since that incident, but damn.

"Of course." with that i hang up and start pulling out of the parking lot, but than i pull back into my space. I turn my car off and lay my head against the steering wheel and let my thoughts run wild.

What if he tries to kill me again. What if he threatens the people I love. I knew It was a bad idea, but the bad ideas are the most fun and exciting. I should've left him after the first year, why did I stay and allow him and his friends to treat me like shit."

I get a text from Milo saying that he needs my help in the kitchen. So once again I start my car up and start pulling out the parking space, and baam. Of course I fucking hit someone, I'm a terrible driver. I pull my car forward a little and turn it of then i get out of it.

"Damn" I bang my hand on the trunk of my car.

I look over to see that the other car barley has a scratch on it while my has a busted tail light. I really wanted to drive away but that was before I saw the face of the sexy man getting out from the back seat of the car.