Julius
Blame it on the skipped breakfast because we woke up late, blame it on staying up all night humping like rabbits, blame it on the a-a-a-a a alcohol. No we didn’t drink last night.
Whatever the cause, me and Rosalie are in the car heading to the camping-wedding party extravaganza and we are fighting like cats a dogs. I suppose it’s because I said we were dating and we’ve possibly been dating since we met and she says we’re not and we don’t need titles and are just having fun and don’t put any pressure on things and let’s just see where this goes. Yeah, I’m pissed and I may not be saying things correctly. Here I go.
“I have implanted my seed in all your
RosalieI don’t know why I freaked out on Julius in the car. When he claimed we were dating I got scared I guess. In all honesty, I do know why. I’m terrified I’ll give myself fully to him and he’ll realize I’m not enough. I’m afraid he’ll leave and I’m not sure I’ll be able to recover. I’ve let myself get in deep with him and I’ve never allowed that before. With anyone. There comes a point of no return when you give yourself fully and Julius is a risk. One I can’t allow myself to take no matter how perfect he is. My pride didn’t allow me to explain that to him so I just screamed saying ridiculous things, hoping he would end this. Pushing him away. When those shameless sluts Step
Julius Another first with the woman I love. Being in Rosalie’s secret garden of eden and making love to her was seriously a spiritual experience for me and I’m an atheist or close to it. And where did she learn that poetic oath? That story they told about the parrot made my night. I’m having a blast but these rules the twins have suck. I have no intentions of following them, plus Rosalie’s on the same page, being intimate in her hide out proved that. After a shitty night without Rosalie, I get out of my tent and hear a scream. What the fuck? I run towards the girls side and Ben and Arlo follow. We find Krystal and Stephanie covered in shaving cream. At first I think it might’ve been Rosalie, Becca and Violet but then they c
Julius We awoke startled, to our air mattress with us laying on it being drug out of the tent. Arms grab us and we are tied to two trees across from each other with our hands bind with rope behind us and tied to the tree. Michael and Christopher are holding staffs in their hands with their shirts off and wearing war paint on their faces and feathers in their hair. They look ridiculous. The rest of the wedding party is grouped together watching us. “These vile heathens have desecrated our land! Michael read the charges from the holy scroll!!” Me and Rosalie lock eyes annoyed with the twins. God she looks beautiful. Her being tie
RosalieWe arrive home and life goes on as usual. Julius goes to work and I’ve got time off so I keep busy. I’ve been helping a musician friend of mine named Jeremy who is on tour. I’ve been looking after his wife who is very pregnant while he’s away. Checking on her and cooking for her. As a thank you, he gave me 3rd row floor tickets to the Coldplay concert, that just so happens to be on September 5th, Julius’ birthday. I’m waiting to surprise him. Julius and I go between both of our houses and we always spend the night together. After having crazy sex as many times as possible that is. Since I’ve got time off he takes some days off during the week to be with me. He is glued to my hip but I can’t say that I mind. The time
Julius Being basically without Rosalie the entire time we’ve been here has royally sucked. I dove into work and was able to do my meetings on Skype. I stayed busy on my down time visiting the sights and enjoying the work of the greatest artist of all time. Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel. I was in awe and inspired. I wish Rosalie was with me but I knew after our fight I couldn’t bug her. This project means so much to her and the least I could do is respect her space and boundaries. It’s so hard though. I want to steal her away. I know I shouldn’t let my insecurities get the best of me but there’s just something about that Cedric guy that has me weary. Each night I stay up to see her beautiful tired face walk through the door. I withhold the urge to grab her and take her to bed to ma
RosalieI wake up safe and warm with Julius wrapped around me. I watch him for a while admiring his handsome face sculpted to perfection. I say a prayer in my mind of gratitude to God for making such a beautiful man. Thankful I get to look at him. Thankful for him rescuing me and taking care of me. He stirs and opens his eyes staring directly into mine. Last night when Cedric made his unwanted advances I broke down. I wanted to take what happened to me at 15, bury it deep, and take to the grave. Never tell a soul. I knew if I was ever serious with someone I’d have to inform them I couldn’t bare children but I never planned on telling them why or think I’d ever find someone in that capacity. I contemplated telling Julius many times but never got up the nerve. Last night caught me off guard and it just came out in all my emotions. I’m wondering if he t
JuliusAs predicted everyone forgot my damn birthday. Everyone except the one that matters. My sweet love. I had to finish up some pressing matters at work and was feeling down when she surprised the hell out of me with Coldplay tickets. I wasn’t expecting that amazing gift. She even remembered that small moment in the car when we were singing “Rush of Blood To the Head” and she complimented my voice. My sweet, thoughtful, sexy angel. When we got to the concert it was electric. Exceeded all my expectations. We knew all the songs and sang and danced the night away. At the end, when the confetti fell, it was magic, I picked her up and kissed her feeling joy and love I’ve never known. I felt a feeling of total euphoria. When we
RosalieWhen we got to Julius Mother’s house (also Becca’s soon to be mother in law) she literally acted as if I wasn’t there. Julius even tried talking to her about me and she would nod and change the subject. What a rude bitch. I dressed in my classiest black dress, the same color as her soul. Pulled my hair back in a ponytail and wore minimum makeup and low red heels. I looked like I worked in a law office, just to appease this woman. I should’ve known better. Julius was hugging me and telling me how beautiful I looked so at least that was a win. We sat at the table for brunch. “Well Son, 30 is a big number. Time to start planning for the future. Settling down with an equally yolked partner, having children, a family of your own.” His mother said and Julius squeezed my hand for reassu
RosalieI’ve done so much in these past 6 months. Julius and I got married immediately after I was released from the hospital. It was a private ceremony with just us and the priest. Beyond romantic. I was able to perform for Scarpati’s induction into the Italian Symphony hall of fame.... and now..... “Push!!! Breathe!!! You’re getting close!!” The doctor yells over my screams. I squeeze Julius hand “I HATE YOU!!” I scream at me perfect husband. There was no time for the epidural so you can understand these hateful words. “I’m so sorry baby. You’re doing so great. I’m so lucky.” He kisses my head as another big contraction hits.
Julius Days have rolled into months. Visitors, flowers, the look of lost hope in everyone’s eyes starting to show. Begging me to let them cover for me so I can get out of the hospital. No way am I leaving her side. I’ve grown a beard and spend most days painting, singing, and talking to Rosalie and the baby. I have become the main caretaker for her. Bathing her, brushing her hair, dressing her. Not that I don’t trust the staff but I want to be the one to do those things for her. Today is Christmas. Rosalie’s birthday. A little over 2 months since she’s been here. She has the cutest little bump right now. After doing the math, the baby was definitely conceived on my birthday and is due sometime in June. I knew something wa
Rosalie I walked into the side kitchen to check on Becca’s wedding cake and was met with an irate screaming lady. Julius and Bens mom. “We have no ice to chill the champagne!! How janky of a wedding is this? You and Julius had better do something quick.” She demands. “It’s not a big deal. I’ll just run down the road to the store and get some.” I shrug ready to be away from her. I really really wanted to call her a few choice words but she is their mom. Sucks to be nice sometimes. I reach the four way stop. Look both ways and start to
Julius Machines beeping, bandages everywhere, my beautiful love unresponsive in a deep sleep. Our baby safe in her womb. Even through the horrible wreck she kept our baby safe. She’s so amazing. Her beautiful feet lay bare except a few gold toe rings. I reach for them. Kissing her feet, bawling crying while my tears washed them. “I’m so sorry baby. Please wake up. I can’t be without you...please get better. I love you so much.” I break down. We all do. Ben puts his hands on my shoulders. “Congratulations man. I know it’s gonna be okay brother. It has to.” Ben comforts me. Surprisingly it helps. I think everyone noti
JuliusI lay awake in the early morning hours with my beautiful love laying next to me. I sneak out and retrieve the small box from my coat pocket that I’ve brought with me. I look inside at the glistening diamond ring. I’m going to do it. Nerves be damned. When it comes time for the maid and man of honor speeches I’m going to ask her to marry me. I don’t care if it takes away a bit from Ben and Becca. I have to make her mine forever. In front of everyone. I close the box and put it back in the jacket pocket. I lay next to her. Both of us still naked. I watch her. Memorize every curve of her face while I stroke the dark waves of her hair. Smelling her scent. Ravishing in her beauty. She suddenly makes a sour face and stirs
Rosalie October 16 (Rehearsal Night)Julius and I head to the wedding rehearsal. We check into our room at the grand hotel. Ever since we made up that night we have once again been inseparable. Things are different this time though. As if we both accepted our destinies with each other. We’ve become closer, not holding back. Julius has seemed a bit nervous about the wedding but won’t let on exactly why other than “weddings make me nervous”. I don’t buy it but he can tell me on his own time.The twins and Violet are in the lobby as we get our room key. They run up to us, even huggin
BeccaI can’t find Rosalie anywhere and now I’m worried. She’s not been herself since the break up. It’s been hours and everyone’s left. To be honest I don’t want a stupid bachelorette party. I was furious over Julius picture and it made me have my suspicions about Ben. If his brother could move on so fast who’s to say Ben is in it for the long run? We’ve been fighting all week. I walk into the bachelor room where I find Ben standing drinking rum. This can’t be good. “Did you finalize your big PLANS sweetheart?” He throws his arms up dramatically. “You’re one night to be single again?” He turns away from me and leans against the bar. We both decided early on we didn’t want a bachelor
Julius I enter the Catholic Church. I even dip my fingers in the holy water, praying my ass off that some kind of miracle could fix this. Bring Rosalie back to me. I see her father kneeling at the pew. I move to sit next to him. He turns and gives me a knowing smile and pats me on the back. “It’s good to see you my boy.” He whispers. I return his greetings with a defeated smile. The service goes on as usual and I think of the last time I was here with her. Laughing like children at the priests Kermit the frog voice. My heart aches. I wonder if I can ever laugh again. When we finish he walks me outside and invites me to lunch. We go to his favorite Italian spot and he makes conversation easily. Not wasting a beat. “Trouble i
Rosalie After crying myself to sleep all night, I wake up and do the worst thing. I check my newsfeed and see the man I’ve fallen for fucking a stripper. “Playboy Billionaire Is At It Again”“Though he captured our attention the night before with the beautiful Rosalie Valentino in a picture compared to the classic “The Kiss” (photo of a nurse sending a sailor off to war) he is at his old tricks again. Not that we mind, but I wonder how his short lived flame is feeling. Ah, young love. Julius does know how to keep us on our toes. I wonder who will be the next lucky lady to grace his bedsheets? Here’s to hoping gals!” I throw my phone down and run to the bathroom to puke in between cry