The Other Girl (Julielmo Fan Fiction) Completed

The Other Girl (Julielmo Fan Fiction) 32

I felt my heart do a little flip at the thought of him calling my name. I remain rooted to the spot, my gaze locked on him as his intense eyes locked into mine. The intensity of his gaze was searing. It felt as if his entire focus was on me. I took a couple of quick, deep breaths to calm myself down. I could hardly believe that now after three years I’m looking at the man who brought scar in my heart.

“Julie..”  

My breathing and heartbeat beginning to speed and I can hear my blood pounding in my ear. Sweat beading on my forehead and I clenched my fist to stop me from trembling. I can see his figure approaching me. Damn what to do? Think Julie Think... Right.. Thick silence greeted my suggestion. After a moment, it became so fraught with tension that I was motivated to move my body.

“Run” I muttered under my breath.

I turned my head and hastily made my way...away from him. I run as fast as I could. I don’t want to face him.. I wasn’t ready. Not this time..  I was about to cross the road when the sound of screeching tires filled the air. I sucked in air with deep gulps as I saw a car approaching me. Christ..

“Julie No...” He shouted.

I remained rooted in the middle of the road. I don’t know what to do. I tried to move my feet but I can’t move it... Damn.. I closed my eyes preparing myself. A tear escaped from my eyes as I remembered Ellie’s face laughing. Those memories I’ll treasure. Dear God Ellie is too young. Everything becomes still and quiet as if all is in background. I shoved everything else out of my mind as I remained my eyes closed preparing for the impact to come. But to my surprise someone pushed me then my body connect into the ground hard. I was breathing fast and unable to move my body for a second.

I felt a hand rest in my shoulder, fingertips smooth my exposed flesh. My first instincts was to shake the hand off but when I smell a familiar scent I realized.. It’s him. Tears started to run down my flushed face. I was trembling with the fear that I might have die earlier. I sat for a moment, stunned by the breakneck pace of events.

“shh.. You’re safe now. ” The sound of that smoky, implacable voice broke me out of my momentary daze. I exhaled in relief. I was safe.

I fell back down to my knees and place my hands over my face. I feel helpless and vulnerable. He kneeled down in front of me and gently grabbed my face in his soft cool hands. I looked up slowly to find myself staring into the same brown that I longed to see.

Instead of jerking away I find myself falling into his hard chest as another round of helpless tears came. As much as I hated being near him but my body responded to his warmth. In fact as I lay in his arms I feel safe and contented..the feeling that never touch me for years. After a few minute of silence, I collected myself and looked up at him. He was staring down at me with caring eyes.

“Thank you...Thank you for helping me... I should be dead by now”

“You should’ve run.. Wag mo ng uulitin yon.. You scared the hell out of me.”

“I know..but you didn’t have to do that.. you just risk your life...” I didn’t finished what I was saying when he put his finger to my lips.

“I’m okay.. ..Don’t worry about me.. Importante okay ka. And I’ll do that again just to save you..” His intense eyes shot down to my bruised leg and widened as he noticed the red blood tickling down.

“Damn.. Let me clean you up.” He grabbed my arm on and gently helped me to my feet. I winced as I feel the pain on my left leg and I wobbled on my stilettos when he set me down. My knees weakened from the full body contact.

“I’ll take you to my house to clean you up” I backed away to his grip and shook my head.

“No! I need to fetch my...” Son.. but I didn’t continue. You’re not going to tell him Julie. I scowl to myself.