Hunter & Julie

Scene 23

"Another one" I groveled at the slutty bartender for a shot.

"I think you've had one too much of this tough guy" she smiled. "How bout I take you home"

"How bout you serve me another bloody drink before I fire you"

"You can't"

"I'm Hunter Black"

Her face whitened up. I hated using my title but right now I don't give a flying fuck.

"Yes sir, sorry sir" she quickly put another shot in my drink.

So as of right now I was piss drunk and am wearing the same shirt I was when I left the bloody hospital two week ago.

I didn't give her time to explain and frankly I shouldn't have to when she literally has to be dying to tell me the truth. I love Julie, honestly with all of me. And she lied to me. I would have done everything and more for her yet she chose to die than be with me. And in that I must be fucking mad to have thought a goddess like her would like a douchebag schmuck like me.

"Oi, Hunter is that you mate?"

I groaned before turning around.

"Elijah?"

"Aye, it is you!" My old friend yelled in my face.

"Obviously"

"Geez, someone needs a good fuck! Aren't there any babes in the home of the free?"

"Plenty go find out for yourself and fuck off"

"Oi, what's your problem mate?"

"Nothing dude" I huffed.

"Lady problems?"

"Kind of" I said not really wanting to have a heart to heart especially but with Elijah.

Confused?

Well, you're staying partially like that since the plot doesn't call for it yet.

Elijah and a couple of more people I used to hang with since I was 12. He is 5 years older but 15 years more mad if you catch my drift.

He and his friends are the ones your parents warned you about. Don't do drugs, don't
fight, don't steal, don't fuck everything that moves. Thanks to these fuckoids I've done 3 out of 4 of those.

Because of them I embarrassed my family so fucking much we moved to hamburger and ketchupville for a clean slate only to bump into Elijah's step sister. Aka the girl I thought I was in love with Rose.

Only realized I was a pawn to get to my father.

All I could think about now is how fucked up I am and how much I wish I could be good enough for Julie. At first I was irrationally pissed at her for keeping this elephant sized secret from me. But now I am just pissed that honestly I will never be what she needs in life.

"Aye mate, if you're feeling down I got sum for you that will medically make you fell warm, fuzzy, and loved."

"Starbucks?"

"Shut the fuck up basic bitch!

"Shit well damn"

"So you want in or not"

"Julie would kill me" I slipped out.

"Well, Julie isn't here at this particular moment is she?"

I sucked in a breath and looked away. "No, no she's not"

"The here you go lad"

I took the pills from Elijah and saw that it was in a package with Santa smoking pot.