How To Love ♡ (URBAN) (ON HOLD/STILL EDITING)

Get Back Up

“You need to eat something!”  Julian said slamming his hand against my marble counter tops.

“I’m not hungry.” I mumbled.

“You need to eat. This is crazy! Look at you Kennedy.”

I sighed as I placed my hands onto of my forehead. I’ve lost 20 pounds since Vincent’s death.

“Kennedy.” I could hear Julian’s voice louder, sending a signal he was now closer towards me.

I didn’t reply, but that didn’t let Julian stop himself from grabbing me, wrapping me into his embrace.

“S-STOP, S-TOP!” I hollered as I tried to push his body away from mine.

“Kennedy.” He whispered into my ear.

I hit his chest with my fist with all my might, just for him to move away from me.

That’s It, I couldn’t take it.

I grabbed onto Julian’s grey hoodie, pulling him towards me. Letting the tears fall.

“Shh…it’s okay.” Julian said as he began rocking me back and forth.

I could feel the dampness on Julian’s sweater as I leaned off him, letting him go.

“Sorry.” I said as I eyed down Julian’s shirt, seeing his grey hoodie transform into a black hoodie.

“Its okay.” He said as he wiped away my tears.

“I just, I just like.. I MISS HIM!”

“Breathe Kennedy.”

I inhaled and exhaled slowly, calming myself down.

“Kennedy, It’s been two months, you need to live.  You know Vincent wouldn’t want this for you.

I shook my head. Julian was telling the truth; Vincent would hate to see me like this.

“Come ‘on.”  He stood up.

Placing my hands in his, pulling my weight, forcing me to stand up.

“Ugh.”

“You good?” Julian questioned as he stared at my legs.

“Yea.” I rubbed my legs up and down with my hand as I began to walk.

“Go take a shower.”

I stopped in my tracks. “What you tryna’ say? I smell?” I questioned as I put my hand onto my chest, offended.

Julian laughed making his cheeks red. “Nah ma, chill. I meant it as in freshen up, I want to take you out to eat.”

I raised my hand onto my forehead, itching it. “Ugh.. I don’t know Jul-“

“-Or maybe I can just bring the food here?” Julian suggested.

“Y-Yeah that would be a better, thanks.” I smiled slightly.

“Okay.” Julian slapped his hands together. “So get yourself ready, and I’ll be out here when you’re done.” He smiled.

“Alright cool.” I got up and made my way into my bathroom.

I must say, it felt good to have someone here for me, supporting me fully. Everyone who tried to ‘support’ me just got pushed to the side as I distanced myself away from them. ‘Typical Kennedy behavior’ they’d call it.

I jumped out the shower, grabbing my towel, drying off my hair.

I felt good, freshened and clean. I walked into my room, lotioning my body head to toe with my Aloe scented cream. I put on my pair of black sweatpants with my white V-neck; I had gotten from The Gap.

Stepping out of my room with pink fuzzy socks, I walked into my living room to see Julian placing two plates onto the table as a Poppa Johns pizza box laid onto my coffee table.

“Mm.. Smells good.” I said smiling.

“Yeah. I was thinking Chinese, BUT I just decided to go with pizza.”

“Good job.” I said as I took a seat onto my couch.

Julian smiled as he opened up the Poppa Johns pizza box open.

“Ouu! You got chicken with my banana peppers with double cheese!” My mouth began watering. I clapped my hands as I did a mini jump.

“Yea….” Julian smiled as he sat down beside me, pulling the pizza box towards us.

For the rest of the night, Julian and I just chilled. No funny business just chilled. It felt good to have someone there for me, and just genuinely care.