rain [2]

eight

Julia:

broken.
sadness.
anger.
loss.

is what I feel right now.

it's only been three days, but I feel like it's been a year.

I haven't moved from my room, or even talked to anyone. daniel has tried to get me to get up and try and do something, but it hasn't worked. jack has come over, and just hugged me. he knows the pain, they all do. but I feel like it hit me worse.

thinking he was going to be okay, and in the end he's gone. it's how every fucking love story probably goes.

•

F l a s h b a c k ~ 10 years ago - age 15

jonah and i were in the backyard of my house talking about what we think our future would be like.

"i'd make you the god mother of my future kids" he said.

I smile and nudged him

"of course I would be" he smiles

F l a s h b a c k O v e r

•

I feel the tears start to roll down my cheeks again. I don't wipe them, I just let them fall.

"julia?"

someone knocked on the door.

no one opened it, i'm guessing they were waiting for me to say something. I wasn't going too. I see the door open, and the light peak through.

PLAY SONG. ILY 🧡

corbyn.

I look up at him and he's wearing sweatpants, and a sweatshirt. his eyes have bags placed underneath them, and his cheeks are tinted red.

he sits on the side of my shared bed with daniel. he looks at me and sighs. he leans forward and starts to play with his rings.

"I know what this feels like. I was with him." his voice breaks.

"I could've said something earlier. maybe they could've saved him. mayb-" I cut him off by hugging him.

he wraps his arms around me and cries into my shoulder, shaking, and saying words I didn't understand.

"I miss him so much" he cries.

"me too" I whisper.

he pulls back and wipes his tears with the back of his hands.

"why did he have to go!" he yells.

he pulls at his hair and starts to cry again.

I shake my head and hug him again, this time crying along with him.

•

corbyn has left my room, and I am back where I started.

laying in my dark room, staring at the window.

I hear thunder, and the house shake from it. I close my eyes and breathe. then I start to hear the rain fall on the window.

thump
thump
thump

and so on.

I stare at it and watch it fall, covering the window almost entirely. rain always explained my mood, whenever I was upset or just not having the best day.

the sky was cloudy, so was my mind.

the rain, was falling. so were my tears

the world was quiet, so was I.

jonah marais roth franzich was best friend.

he was the person I would always go to.

to cry
to laugh
or to even just be around.

he gave the best hugs. the best advice. and most of all

he would've been an amazing father.

I just hope his future child, would know that.

A/N - I know I said kaitlyn had a miscarriage but she was having twins, and she only lost the one baby..