That whole night, I stayed up, wondering if Diamond was okay. She didn't sound all there and her boyfriend sounded pretty mad. I was worried she would be abused, just like I had been. That's what upset me. If I had not been abused, I probably wouldn't be as worried, but I know the warning signs. I know how their voice changes. I know how they treat you sweet, so you get comfortable, just to break you down. I know how you get scared when you see the fist go in air. I know how after their done, you don't know what to do. You're paralyzed, thinking about what had just happened. And I know how scarred you are afterwards. I don't want that to happen to Diamond. I just don't know if I should go over to her house, or if I should just stay here. Maybe I'm overreacting. Or maybe he's already done.
I turned over, coming face to face with Harry. He wasn't awake, however, but he was very close to my face, so I kissed him, feeling him kiss back 2 seconds into the kiss. Wow. He was fake sleeping. I pulled away, going to get up and make some coffee, but I was pulled back onto the bed, feeling him roll on top of me. I took this as the opportunity to kiss him again. We had been making out for quite some time, when he pulled away, leaving me with a frown on my face.
He pulled me to sit up, and looked me in the eyes.
"Juliet, please, promise me. Promise me you won't leave." He said, looking me straight in the eyes, his green eyes boring into my green ones.
"I promise," I said, trying to choke out my words, as I was stunned by his question.
"Pinky promise," he said, smiling like a little child. I reached my pinky out, linking it with his, as he kissed me on the lips, knocking me back onto the bed.
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Just a filler! Oh and Juliet is played by Lucy Hale! I have been trying to add a cast, but it won't let me!
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PoetryCollection of poems written in grief, with a tale of how a couple torn apart by fear can find their way back to each other. All poems are mine! © brokenflowerss