JULIET
We had a small service for my mom at our house. Mrs. Rivers was kind enough to get us security for the service because even if it's already been a week, many stations and newspapers were still trying to get a hold of us. We can't go out without anyone bothering to ask us about the incident.
We also had a bit of help from Mom's side of the family, her sister- Aunt Jiselle and her son. Helped us out in some of the legal documents that needs to be processed. She even offered offered for us to stay with them until the whole media frenzy has died over.
I stayed in my room while it was Jeremy's turn to attend to the guests which were mom's co-workers and some of the parents and kids she taught too. I saw a bunch of kids crying by mom's urn asking why she was inside the porcelain container. Mom loved kids too much, they were her lifeline. Maybe if we were in college she would have devoted her entire being to them just to distract her from the distance. I couldn't face those people, they keep saying the same thing. And I had to get out of there because it was suffocating me. I sat by the window looking out, at nothing in particular.. just looking outside to see how the world can still move on when someone had their last moment.
My bedroom door creaked open, I paid it no mind because it must be Jeremy giving me food yet again.
"Juliet," A voice called out to me- It wasn't Jeremy.
I looked to it's direction and saw Tyler. I just simply looked at him and looked out the window again.
"have you eaten yet?" He asked me as he settled in front of me and knelt down.
"later," I answered
"Juliet, you barely even touched a cookie. Let alone drank anything" He says clearly worried.
"I.. I just want to be alone, Tyler." I said to him almost pleading but without any energy behind my voice.
"I don't want you to be alone, especially now. Look Juliet," he sighs as he grabs my hand and held it in his causing me to look at our hands "I know things were shitty between us, and I know It was my fault. But she was like a mom to me too, she loved me like a son. You'll always have me to lean on Juliet, no matter what. Even if you hurt me, even if you despise me... that won't take away the fact that me and Tamara will always be by your side, through whatever shit happens.. so please, let us in. We're worried." he says his brows slightly scrunched all together to display his frustration.
"I want to feel something," I mindlessly said. "I.. i can't feel anything. I'm just empty. I've had enough of people leaving, of people lying.. of being left behind." I confessed.
No matter what I do, no matter how good I was.. they seem to find reasons to leave. And I don't know why I keep losing people, I love. I was a shove away to the brink of insanity, and I don't know what will happen. I'm scared to even find out.
"It's okay to feel nothing sometimes, it's okay to feel empty. But please, let us be with you. Let's help each other out. It may take some time to feel again, Juliet. But that's okay, at the end of the day we're just human beings. We feel and sometimes we don't, it's okay to be tired, but please.. don't give up. Your mom wouldn't want that for both of you, you know how your mom is" He said as he offered me a smile.
Yeah, my mom would have slapped me if she knew I was being like this. But this dilemma can't be helped, this was how I coped. I cope better when I'm alone and silence was all around me. It gives me time to think about things,
"I know," I answered him with my voice betraying me.
He just smiled at me and squeezed my hands as he stood up and sat on the bed reading some random notebook he got from my shelf. We shared the silence, and it was good that I had someone to share it with. It was enough, I didn't need to hear they were sorry and everything else they have to say.
YOU ARE READING
Juliet saved the Bad Boy (COMPLETED)
Romance"Fuck my life.." I grunted. I can't believe my last words were going to be useless. I half expected it to be "tell mom I love her" or some sappy shit like that. But turns out my last words we're utterly useless. How I got here? Trust me I don't know...