Pure Perfection

JULIANA'S POV

I was most definitely not over him.

A couple days passed and he had been stuck in my mind. We still giving each other the silent treatment but something in particularly today was wrong with him. He refused to go to work claiming he 'didn't feel like it' and hadn't eaten anything all day.

I wasn't complaining though, at least I didn't need to see his stupid beautiful face.

It was around 10pm and I had just walked out of the shower and changed into my pyjamas.

I was about to head to bed when I heard sniffling from the room opposite mine.

Tyberias' room.

I rolled my eyes. He probably had a cold or something. I slowly creeped out of my room and poked my head into his, about to tell him to be quiet because I couldn't sleep but my eyes widened at what I saw.

He was sat on the edge of his king sized bed with his head in his hands staring at a picture in front of him. I squinted towards it and saw what looked like Tyberias with his arms wrapped the shoulder of a young boy who looked to be about 15.

"I'm sorry, Matteo. I'm so fùcking sorry" he muttered, his voice cracking halfway through.

I should've probably left but my feet stayed rooted on the ground. I couldn't just leave him like this, right.

"Tyberias?" I slowly said as I walked inside the room.

he quickly wiped his tears and stuffed the picture

here?" He asked and cleared

answered with

You should

can tell me anything" I said as I walked towards him and sat next to him

pulling him closer to me. I slowly ran my fingers through his hair as he buried his head inside my neck

so calm and collected, it only

said and began to wipe his

He shook his head.

to get it off you're chest. Trust

pulled away and reached for the photo under

he said and pointed his finger to the boy next to him in

just like you" I

"Yeh, he did"

"Did?"

I saw you in town and helped you with

Matteo's funeral." He said and I saw more tears escape his

did he die?" I said, nervous to

himself." He

must've taken it when he visited me." he

I was busy.I still remember the day he did it. He called me just before  and told me he loved me and that he was sorry. I was heading straight to him because I knew something was wrong when I heard a gun shot on the other end of the line. Then