nine in the afternoon.

call me - shinedown

i'd like to dedicate this short story to HomoForHomo thanks for commenting and being a fren (,:

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they both sat next to each other on the front porch, watching the lightening storm and smoking their last pack of cigarettes.

julia had silent tears rolling down her cheeks as she puffs out smoke. by seeing the look in her eyes you could tell it was over.

brent finally decides to speak up after taking a long drag on the cancer stick in between his fingers "wrap me in a bolt of lightning," he starts off looking straight forward.

julia sighs "please don't start brent."

he doesn't listen and turns towards her, scoffing "you send me on my way still smiling.." he stiffens up a bit.

julia rolls her eyes and brent looks down, whispering the next part "maybe that's the way i should go.." he swallows his spit "straight into the mouth of the unknown."

"b-brent maybe you should go now," julia flicks her cigarette butt on the ground and looks up at him.

he nods and stands up "i left the spare key on the table," he gives a defeated smile "never really thought i'd be able to say that.."

julia looks up at him and scoffs "you merely visit on the weekends brent! we have a kid you know?"

he sucks in a sharp breath, not listening to her "i lost my whole life and a dear friend.."

"brent please don't do this.." she pleads.

"i've said it so many times," he starts off "i would change my ways," but then he stops to think about it "no, never mind."

julia looks dumbstruck as brent finishes off "god knows i tried julia."

"you call me sinner, call me saint!" he raises his voice a bit and points a finger at her.

"it's over brent! just stop!" she stand up and screams back at him.

"i'll still love you the same.." he lowers his voice only to raise it again "you call me your favorite, call me the worst!"

he reaches to take her hands "tell me it's over i don't want you to hurt.."

"i-it was over the day it started!" she yanks her hands away from him.

he sighs in defeat "then i'll be on my way.." he walks to the front door and walks inside to gather the rest of his belongings.

she follows him in and slams the door as he marches to the room they once shared.

he sets a suit case on the bed "i finally put it all together," the angrily digs through the drawers "but nothing really last forever.."

julia feels a pang of guilt but her chest but she doesn't let it show as she shoves clothes out of the dresser.

she takes her old wedding ring and throws it at him which makes him ten times more angry "i have to make a choice that was not mine julia! we have to say goodbye for the last time!"

"do you even get it," he huffs and stuffs underwear in the bag "i kept my whole life in a suitcase, never really stayed in one place."

julia grinds her teeth together "maybe that's the way it should be! i know you live your life like a gyspy."

"i've said it so many times!" he yells again as she grabs a picture in a frame of their wedding day and throws in against the wall, shattering.

he quickly zips up the suitcase and starts walking down the stairs "i'll be on my way!"

he stops at the front door and julia steps in front of him "julia.. i'll always keep you inside," he tilts her chin up "you healed my heart and my life," he lets tears spill down his cheeks as does she.

"a-and i know you've tried," she finishes and he presses their lips together in a desperate, deep kiss only to pull back seconds later.

he opens the door and starts to step out "i'll be on my way.." he mumbles and leaves without another words

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this was kinda hard for me to write because it kind of reflects on my parents divorce lol

you can comment song suggestions or DM me and i'll make them into a short story and dedicate the chapter to you!