Fix Our Love [Sequel to Pretty Love]

Chapter 23- May Nothing But Death Do Us Part

[Julia's POV]

October 20... It's been two weeks since Anna has been gone. We didn't really get to have her body for a proper funeral, so we just had a headstone. Patrick, Pete, and I all decided to put it in Patrick's backyard. Melody was out with her aunt so Pete, Patrick, and I could do a little something for Anna...just the three of us.

I was wearing a black dress. And my tears fell on it. Pictures of me and Anna together scattered all across me and Pete's king sized bed, making it to where no one could sit or lay down. I look at each picture carefully, remembering out laughs, tears, yelling, and playing. I remember that one day...

*Flashback*

"There she goes..."Anna said to herself

I turned around facing her. My eyes were big and my face was bright red. I walked towards her and threw my pick at her.

"Stop! Okay! I'm tired of you being so mad! What the heck is bothering you today?"I asked her

"Oh, you don't know? You don't know what the heck is bothering me? You haven't seen me, mad as can be, walking down the hallway ignoring everyone who comes up to me? You haven't seen me do all that?"She asked me

"No..."I said

"Yeah! I know! You're too busy hugging, Kissing, being all lovey dovey to Pete while you ignore me, not caring how I feel when I've known you longer and I'm your best friend!"

"We just got together! I'm trying my best not to break his heart! I finally love Someone and you're acting this way? I don't think that's a true friend there!"I yelled.

Anna got up and walked towards me. "I'm not a true friend? I'm the one who thought you two would be good together! I'm the one who helped you get this relationship..."

"How? How did you help me?"I asked.

"Pete! Pete asked me to help him get you! I'm the one who thought about an idea to win your heart! He's the one who loves you and cares about you, but I also care about you! You're my friend, but I guess I'm not a friend since you think I'm not a true friend to you."

"Why are you so mad? Why are you mad at me! I did nothing to you and you are throwing all this weight on me and I feel, I feel broken! I didn't do a thing!"I yelled.

"Yes you did! You called me ungrateful! I'm truly grateful for everything, but to you, apparently I'm not!"She screamed.

"You were acting ungrateful! Patrick is trying to take you somewhere but you're whining about it, saying you hate the fair!"I was mad.

I held my guitar in my hands. I began to strum really loud and I could tell Anna's ears began to hurt. She ran over to her drums and stating beating on it till I couldn't hear either. She stopped playing and I kept going. The sound bothered her and she put her hands to her ears.

"STOP!"She yelled.

I then stopped. "Why, huh? Are you going to whine about it?"

"Stop! Stop it, okay! I'm tired of you fighting with me! I'm mad at you! I'm mad because I finally found love! And all you did was think I was ungrateful for Patrick taking me somewhere! I'm happy I have Patrick and it took me so long to find love and when you called me ungrateful, I just couldn't take it. I just wanted someone not to bug my love life! I've had a hard time finding that four letter word and don't want anyone having their nose in it!"She told me

She began to cry. She was mad at me but she seemed to feel bad that she made me feel bad. I looked at her.

"Anna, I didn't know. I'm sorry!"I said.

"Are you? Are you sorry? Right now, I'm not so sure!"She yelled.

*End of Flashback*

"Julia..."I heard.

I was sobbing into my own hands. I felt arms wrap around me.

"Baby, you okay?"I heard Pete's soothing voice.

But, this time, his voice didn't smooth me. It hasn't for weeks since Anna left. Not even Melody made me happy. Patrick has locked himself in his house, hours everyday. We would go and see him. His bed wasn't made. Empty containers of pizza, Chinese food, and other take out piled up in his trash cans. He wouldn't do a thing. For him, me and Pete would do it. We even paid his electricity, water, and phone bills for the month for him. He couldn't take it anymore. The death of his one and only true love was gone. I kinda hope he never loves again. He loved Anna to death...well, till death took her away.

"Pete, I'm not okay..."I spoke slowly.

I heard him sigh. "I-I know. I know. But, she's in a good place."

"But why now?"I cried.

Pete spun me around and wiped my tears.

"I-I don't know..."

I sighed and stared into Pete's eyes. Still...eyeliner was all around them. His eyes usually made me happy and smile, but with the thought of Anna gone, they didn't.

"You usually smile,"he said.

I nodded and looked down. "I know. I haven't smiled since Anna left...and that bothers me. Melody tries to make me happy, but every time I force a smile, it disappears in a millisecond."

Pete hugged me. "It's going to get better, baby. It will. For you. For me. For Patrick..."

I began to sob loudly. "OH PATRICK!"

"He's going to be okay! We all are! We just have to remember good memories..."

"Pete..."I pointed to all the pictures on our bed. "These are our memories."

He looked down at all them. He picked one up, the time me and Anna were at a pumpkin festival ten years ago. Her smile lit up my face that day. But now today was filled with lament, no where near happy. I wish everything could go back the way it was...back to the day Patrick and Anna got me and Pete out of the police station. I wish that drunk truck driver wasn't on the road and Patrick and Anna made it home safely. But no... Anna left. Anna left all of us. Anna left this world...without her true love, Patrick.

Pete didn't say a word. He would grab a handful of pictures. He soon began to cry.

"I miss her face...and the way she yells at you sometimes, Julia." I began to cry even more. "And seeing her and Patrick happy together. And seeing a bright smile on her face on their anniversary!"

I pulled Pete into a hug. His tears landed on my bare shoulders. My tears fell on his fall, black sweater.

"I loved her like a sister!"he said.

I nodded. "Me too..."

I saw Pete's hands in front of my eyes. He slowly dropped each picture on the ground. One by one. All of them faced the floor, except one... The day of our first gig. She hugged me so tight that day. Happiness filled our souls. I looked at her smile that was now just a memory. All these memories were colorful, but now they just fade to black.
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😭😭Sad, I'm sorry. Next chapter pretty soon!