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Tears began to well once more.

“Babe, tell me what’s wrong.”

“Me. I’m what’s wrong. You were well liked before we started dating. Revered even. I come into your life and all hell breaks loose. I mean, my God Elliott! Look at what they did to your face! Taylor’s right. I don’t belong in your group. I’m bad news for you. I’m the one responsible for your current condition!”

I fought the pain and dragged Jules onto my lap.

“Stop! Just stop it Jules! You’re being ridiculous. Before I met you, I was just another lemming ready to drop off the cliff. If you hadn’t come along to wake me up, I would have found myself stuck in a rut going nowhere fast.

“And you’re right you could never belong in that group! Because the truth of it is, they don’t belong around you. You’re too good for them and I was just stupid enough to think they could mesh with you but they can’t. Except for a very very few, they aren’t worthy of our time. And as far as the drunk goes? I’ll just have to get used to that. I have a feeling I’ll be fending goons off of you for a long time. You’re too beautiful for me Jules.”

“I’m not too beautiful for you. No one could be. You’re the best Elliott and you deserve the same but I at least want to earn the chance to always be by your side.”

“That’s where you’re wrong Jules. You are the best for me, the very, and you will always be at my side not because you’ve earned that right to be, that’s absurd, but because that’s how it’s supposed to be. It’s where we belong.”

I kissed her forehead softly and smiled at her.

“I’ll be right back,” she said, kissing my cheek.

She flipped on her iPod’s docking station and Zero 7’s ‘Destiny’ started playing. I heard her rummaging around the kitchen for a moment and she came back with some ice wrapped in a hand towel. She sat in my lap and gently dabbed at the knots on my face and it soothed them immediately.

“I felt you were in pain and couldn’t take it anymore,” she said absently, “You’re right, you know? I was being ridiculous. We do belong together.”

She felt where I needed relief the most and would keep the ice there until I needed it elsewhere.

“You’re wonderful,” I said.

“Oh whatever. This is not a big deal,” she said.

“It is to me.”

I grabbed her wrist and stopped her from dabbing. I felt a knot in her stomach.

“Thank you, by the way,” she said thickly, before I could say anything else.

“For what?”

“For saving me. For protecting me, Elliott,” she said, a tear in her eye.

“I only did what I had to do.”

“No, you did what you wanted to do,” she corrected me, with a teary smile. “I could see what you were doing for me Elliott. The whole damn room could see it.”

“What did they see?” I asked quietly.

“That you would risk your life for me. I saw it in your eyes Elliott. You would die for me, wouldn’t you?” She asked bluntly.

“Jules, I would kill tigers for you. Yes, I would die for you.”

“I know you would,” she whispered, so thick I could barely understand her, her face tight with pain, “but please don’t.”

She leaned in to my lips and kissed them as deeply as she could without causing me pain. The unbelievable love I felt from her was overpowering and made me forget the hurt. I pulled her into my chest, kissing her with rigid lips, trying to channel all the passion I felt for her in them instead of taking it out on the rest of her.

When the kiss came to an all too short end she laid her head on my chest and we drifted off to sleep, our electricity warming us through and making us too tired to remember that it wasn’t allowed. Before I closed my eyes I could have sworn Jules had spoken but she was asleep. I simply heard, sleep well tonight, before slipping into a deep rest.

I woke startled at five in the morning to the sound of the phone ringing. I tapped Jules’ shoulder.

“Shit. Jules. Wake up babe.”

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