When the Past Becomes the Future

Fights of the Past and of the Future

August 2010:

"You were totally checking her out!" Right in front of me!" Juliette screamed as they left Sal's bar earlier than expected.

"Would you stop it, I was not!" Brian yelled back slurring his words a bit.

"Your tongue was practically hanging out of your mouth. I go to the bathroom for 2 minutes and I come back to my boyfriend drooling over some whore." Juliette cried out. After exiting the ladies room and returning to her seat at the bar there was Brian smiling a little too much and leaning into this girl staring right down her shirt. She knew he had had a lot to drink but still it didn't excuse his actions.

"You're overreacting." He said rolling his eyes and stumbling back losing his balance a bit. Brian reached into his pocket to fish out his keys.

"Oh no you don't!" She shouted wrestling the keys from his hand.

"Give me my keys Juliette!" He yelled.

"Absolutely not!" She argued, "You are not driving this drunk!"

"It's none of your business what I do! It's not like you're gonna be my girlfriend after this month!" He barked at her. "So even if I wanna talk to some girl, I can do what I want."

Juliette was starting to wonder if this was the alcohol talking or if Brian really felt like this. Summer was over in just a few weeks and lately Brian has been making more comments about her leaving. "Ya know what Quinn, you're right. Go back in there and flirt to your heart's content but I'm not letting you get behind this wheel and kill someone." She said then stormed back into the bar.

She walked right over to Sal behind the bar handing him Brian's keys. Sal had witness the fight and was a little annoyed with Q. Guy was screwing up a good thing. "I don't really care what he does at this point but don't give him his keys until tomorrow." She ordered then turned and walked out again.

She saw Brian leaning against the fence in the parking lot with a scowl on his face. "Sal has your keys. I'm going home." Juliette said and turned on her heels to hail a cab. One thing that Brian hated was her taking a cab by herself at night so the fact that he let her go without even saying anything spoke volumes to her.
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"Brian's here." Juliette's aunt said climbing the stairs.

"Tell him to go away." Juliette said. It was the next morning and her and Brian hadn't spoken yet. If she knew him, she figured he went back inside and kept drinking. What happened after that...well that's what was making her stomach turn.

"Just talk to him." Her aunt said, "He seems a mess down there."

Juliette rolled her eyes, she couldn't avoid him forever. Their time together this summer wasn't just a causal fling to her anymore, she had such strong feelings for him. That's why when he said what he said last night, it hurt so much.

"Hi." She mumbled coming down the stairs seeing him standing awkwardly in her aunt's foyer.

"Hi." He smiled sadly. "Let's take a walk." He said.

"Don't feel like a walk." She snapped.

"Please Jules." He asked, his big brown eyes looking sadder than she'd ever seen.

"Just around the block." She huffed.

They had started and were down a few houses until he finally spoke. "Thanks for not letting me drive last night. That would have been stupid of me."