I fell in love with Julie like how water boils. Slowly but then all at once. I knew she was everything I needed, and more.

I knock on the door to Julie’s house. Step back and wait. I can’t see any lights on, but I know Julie’s here. She texted me fifteen minutes ago, that she needed help. I would have come faster but Mom had me do the dishes before I came.

I knock again this time leaning towards the window to see if anyone’s coming.

No one does, so I decide to try the door knob. It wouldn’t exactly be breaking in Julie did ask me to come.

It’s open which is a surprise considering her dad has a big phobia of burglars or shooters. Which is odd since he has hunting guns in the house from his hunting teenage years.

I step into the dark hallway the floorboards creaking beneath my feet.

“Julie?”I call walking towards the stairs where Julie’s room is, “Julie are you here?”

There’s no answer I run up the stairs stopping when I reach the top. The closest next to Julie’s room is open. I squint my eye’s to see what’s in it.

My heart stops, as my mind realizes what’s going on.

I run down the hall calling Julie’s name at the top of my lungs.

I reach her bedroom to find her in the middle of her rug holding one of the hunting rifles from the closet to her chest.

I stand in the door way, “Julie,” I say lifting my hands, as I approach her, “Julie drop the gun.”

Julie looks at me her eye’s red with tears and her blonde hair falling over her shoulders.

She shakes her head, “Go alway Jace,” she says, “Please.”

I step closer to her, “Drop the gun; I’m here for you.”

Julie shuts her eyes as tears spill down her perfect face. She lowers the gun and I take it before she can make the choice weather or not to use it.

It’s cold to the touch, and makes my blood run cold.

Julie falls to the ground, heaving out sobs.

I set the gun gently down a few feet away from her, before lowering myself next to her.

“Jule,” I whisper, putting a arm around her shoulder.

She leans her head against my shoulder crying so hard she’s barely breathing.

“It’s too hard,” she shouts, “Everything is too hard.”

I wrap my other arm around her pulling her close to me.

“What happened?” I ask.

Julie shakes her head, “I don’t know. Everything.”

I feel tears spring into my eyes. If only I had been here more. I would know how Julie’s feeling. This is all my fault.

“It’s my birthday on Sunday,” Julie sniffs, “And I don’t want it to come. I don’t want to live another year of my life.”

I hold Julie as she cry’s, “I want you too,” I whisper.

“I’m pathetic,” Julie mumbles, “I’m stupid and worthless. I can’t talk to anyone at school besides you. I can’t get anyone to pay attention to me. And you know what the most pathetic thing is? I couldn’t even get myself to pull the trigger. I’m so pathetic I couldn’t even shoot myself.”

Tears spill down my cheeks down, dripping into Julie’s hair.

“Julie,” I choke out though tears, “Julie if you ever think your going to do that again. Tell me, and I promise I’ll help you. Please Julie. I’ll help you.”

Julie shuts her eyes, “What if I don’t want help.”

“I love you,” I say as tears spill off my cheeks, “I love you so much. Please don’t leave me. Please.”

Julie chokes on her tears lifting her eyes to meet mine, “I don’t want to leave you,” she says.

Julie’s eyes leave mine, as she wipes her cheeks, “I love you Jace. But I can’t do this.”

Julie reaches over me and pulls the gun to her. Before I’m able to grab it away from her a loud deafening sound echos through her room. Julie drops the gun as she falls to the carpet.

“Julie!” I scream, “Julie no. Please Julie.”

Blood soaks her white shirt as her chest fails to rise and fall.

I grab her limp hand, “Julie, don’t do this. Don’t go where I can’t follow.”

I shut my eyes as the diamond ring in my pocket falls onto the ground beneath me. Right next to Julie.