Anna's P.O.V.
"He's not in there either" Said Paul as he climbed out the fence of that abandoned property.
"I don't know where else to go" I said. "I just want him to be okay..." I couldn't bear another minute without knowing where he was.
"Have you thought going to his house?" Asked Julian.
"His aunt said nobody has seen him since yesterday after the accident" Said Paul
"She died yesterday?!"
I feel like the worst piece of shit. Everything hit him in one day, and part of it was my fault... I should have stayed with him that afternoon. The thought of him crying alone was tearing me apart.
"A few hours after you left from my house"
"How come nobody told me?!"
"Mimi just told me today! Can we just go to his house again for fuck's sake?! And who is this guy anyway?"
"My ex. Now hurry up!"
My head felt as if I was living a nightmare. My heart wouldn't stop pounding; I feared something worse could come. Suddenly those flash backs of the night Laura died were so alive again.
We got to John's house hoping he'll be there; he was. He was curled up in a corner with his hands on his messy hair. His ripped clothes were stained with blood and mud, and he had a wound on his left leg. He wouldn't say anything;he just sat there breathing heavy.
"John!" I knelt down beside him. I held him tight, and thanked life he was alive.
"John, let's go..." Said John's aunt. "John. Cemetery...now" She put her cap on as she left the house.
"So soon..." Said Paul. "I'll help you get up, mate" He said as he took John's arm helping him stand up "What happened to your leg?"
John looked up as Paul helped him, and the only person he looked at was Julian. That was very unnecessary, and it was my fault.
"Umm, Julian. Thanks for your help. We don't need you anymore" I did not care how rude I was. It's not like he deserves to be treated any better. He nodded, and left. He's kind. That hasn't changed at all. He really loved me... and he's nothing like John, but how would I expect John to behave? After all those kinds of things that had happened to him. How should he be mentally stable? I wouldn't bother with those thoughts because I wasn't going to do anything about it anyway. I really wanted to be with him.
"I'll come with you, you know that?" I spoke on John's ear, and I could see his pride wouldn't let him say anything back.
"But we've got to take care of this first" Said Paul tying a cloth around John's wound. "If it wasn't because I know you better than anyone, I'd ask you 'bout this"
"John, what did you do?" I asked holding his face. He looked at me as his breaking voice spoke to me.
"Anna, my mummy's dead..."
My heart broke at the sound of his voice...
We went to Julia's burial that day. Nothing has ever been that devastating. A big part of John died along with her. He simply wasn't the same person anymore, and he stopped being the John I fell in love with...
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August 12, 1960.I could say John "Forgave?" me that day for what happened at my house that time Julian appeared out of nowhere. For me, it was like John and I started over. We were still together with a few differences I suppose... Julian and I ended it on good terms; I told him I'd forgive him for everything just because I didn't want any resentment on my heart, but I also told him I wasn't interested in holding a friendship with him. He agreed, and I haven't seen him since then, but the thing is, he phones me once in a while to check on how I'm doing, or at least that's what he says. I couldn't say no to that, I admit I've gotten weaker, and I can't simply say "stop talking to me" All of that is a secret I keep from John. He'd kill me if he found out. I fear John now... I fear him a lot. I wish he was like he used to be. He's gotten ten times more the drinking person he was before. Now he's drunk 80% of the time. It's not like I keep justifying that, but it has to do with his mum's passing. Like I've said, it has changed him to the point where even his group can't stand him. We've had our up's and down's in our relationship these last years, but we're getting there... I guess he just needs a little bit more of time to heal.
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Anna (Go With Him)
FanfictionAnna Zimmerman can't choose between her high school boyfriend and young rebel John Lennon