PS: I Love You

11

YEAR: 1966

•Julian's POV•

I've been living with the McCartney's for about a week; they've been very kind to me. I never realized how lonely I was at home until I stayed here. Heather's lucky, she has Mary so she never has to be alone.

While their home life is great, mine is absolute rubbish. My parents always fight...I'm pretty sure I'm not gonna have a mum or dad anymore.

One morning, Heather and I were outback, playing on the playground and someone came by to pick me up.

"Oh, hi Cyn," Michelle smiled.
"I'm not Cyn," she twisted her face.
"Oh...ye must be Julia,"
"Nice to meet yer acquaintance," she said as she walked in. "I'm here for Julian,"
"I'm not just gonna give my godson to a stranger," she scoffed.
"He's my son,"
"No...he's Cyn's,"
"No, he's mine, I gave birth to him,"
"What..."
"Yeah, now give him to me. John doesn't like waiting,"
"Where's John?"
"My apartment, he sent me here to get Jules,"
"I need to hear this from John,"
"Fine, where's yer phone?"
"In the living room,"

She quickly dialed dads number and told him to get over here.

"Michelle my angel face! How are ye?"
"Fine Lennon," she showed him inside.
"Where is the thing?" he asked.
"Out back with Heather,"

***

"Tag yer it!" Heather cheered as she tapped my shoulder.
"No!" I laughed.
"Paul!" Michelle yelled.
"Yes dear?" he asked as he pushed Mary in the swing.
"Can ye come here for a minute?"
"Sure love. Be right back guys, please don't get hurt," Paul mumbled as he took Mary inside.
"Yes dad," Heather smiled.

***

"What do ye mean ye gave birth to Julian?"
"Cyn never told ye? John 'adopted' Julian for her cause she couldn't have kids. Can't believe this is yer first time hearin this," she chuckled.
"Now Mich, can-"
"Michelle," she corrected.
"Michelle," dad rolled his eyes, "can I take my son and go?"
"How's Cyn gonna react?"
"Who gives a shit! We're goin to court in a few weeks to finalize our divorce and to see who gets full custody of Jules,"
"It's gonna be us, I just know it," Julia, or 'mum' said.
"Right...I'll...go get Julian then," Michelle sighed.

***

"So how do ye like it here?" Heather beamed.
"I like it," I whispered.
"I wish ye could stay here forever,"
"Me too,"
"What if ye can!" she gasped.
"I dunno..."
"Why don't ye talk more?" she pouted.
"I dunno..."
"Julian," Michelle called. "It's time for ye to go home darling. Yer dad, and mum, I guess, are here to take ye home,"
"No!"
"I'm sorry sweetie, we can't keep ye forever,"
"Why not mum!" Heather cried.
"Cause he's not ours baby," she pouted. "Say goodbye ye two," she sighed and pat Heather's head.
"Bye Julian," she sighed as she hugged me.
"Bye,"
"I promise, ye guys can see each other in a few weeks," Michelle smiled. "Come on then Julian," she picked me up and brought me inside. "Here, Julia is it?"
"Yes," she smiled. "Hi baby,"

Who are you? You're not my mum! Someone help! Please!