Author: Regency
Title: The Whole Thing In Reverse
Summary: What if 20 years ago, Eve was the spoiled rich kid and Julian was the struggling musician? And what if 20 years
ago, they fell in love? Now, two decades later they meet again. When Eve falls back in love with Julian, how far will she
go to have him back?
Author’s Notes: I’ve changed some history to write this story. The company Johnson & Johnson belongs to
Eve’s parents. Other than that, read and see. Oh, and please don’t take offense at the somewhat racist remarks
made by the people in this story. It’s kind of the tone of the thing.
Disclaimer: The show “Passions” belongs to JER, but the idea is mine.
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After taking a moment to catch her breath, Eve staggered out of the building as quickly as her four-inch Manolo Blanik’s
would move her. She exhaled a breath of relief when her silver Mercedes came into view. She clicked off her car alarm system
by remote and dashed across the parking lot to her car. The sooner she got out of there, the better.
She barely escaped an accident when she backed out of her spot without looking behind her. Only the other driver honking
their horn stopped her from side-swiping them. They started to give her a piece of their mind until they realized who she
was, then they went quickly on their way. Even when shaken, her reputation offered her quite a lot of protection.
She took the long way to give herself some extra time to think before she had to face home again. She couldn’t imagine
how he could simply be there, without any warning. She should’ve seen him or known or something. Someone should have
kept her informed. But who could’ve known that she knew some Professor teaching at Harmony Community College? His wasn’t
exactly a class she made it a point to surround herself with. She was on the Board of Directors; she regulated their salaries.
Other than that, she didn’t know them well. She had no desire to know them well.
She was, after all, above them. Or so she thought.
Then, there was Julian. Sweet, kind, funny Julian. He was there, living side-by-side with her for so many years. She’d
longed for him, dreamt of him, and cried for him. She’d cried for their child. She ached to know what fate they’d
met. There was so much that she didn’t know and was almost too afraid to find out.
Julian had had little to begin with and even less to raise a child with. She couldn’t contemplate the life they’d
led. Either way, she couldn’t imagine him giving up their child to make his own life easier. He’d been willing
to struggle even harder just so that they could have a life together. No matter what the hardships, he’d have kept their
family together. If his status was any indication, eventually he’d overcome and finished college like he’d told
her he’d always wanted to if the music business didn’t work out. She assumed that it hadn’t, but he didn’t
seem to be losing much sleep over it.
Eventually, reaching the iron gates of the Johnson Estate, Eve braked for a moment and thought about what she would say
if her mother asked what had gone on at the College. She couldn’t think of anything. Her mind was too scattered. She
couldn’t get over seeing Julian again. She couldn’t help wondering about his life since her and asking herself
whether or not he’d thought of her at all in the last twenty-five years.
These weren’t things that she’d have normally considered given that at first she’d had no intention of
seeing him or being near him ever again. But as the evening wore on and she thought about it more, she wasn’t so certain
that that was what she really wanted. He was back in her life. He was right there.
She had done all her parents had asked of her. She had produced several heirs to their company. She’d had the children
and married the men, more than once, and had kept her many times moronic husbands from running said company into the ground.
There was no reason that she couldn’t be with Julian now. She felt as though her dreams had finally come true.
When she arrived at her study in the house, she called for her secretary to do some research on the life of Professor Julian
Crane. Eve was more than displeased to receive a folder containing a wedding picture, as well as what appeared to be a family
portrait. There was Julian, the woman she assumed was Dinah, his wife; and four other people that she guessed were his children.
There were two boys and two girls. There was a younger boy and an older one, as well as an older and younger girl. Theirs
could’ve been either of the older ones, if they were there at all.
It was impossible to really tell; she’d never seen her child. She put down the folder and took a deep breath. She’d
waited for so long for the chance to see him and their child again. It was finally within her grasp and she could already
feel it slipping away. She knew Julian. He would never betray someone that he had pledged himself to. If only she’d
lived by that.
Suddenly, her phone rang and she jumped. Her voice mail engaged and his deep honey voice came out over the speaker. It
wrapped around her like a cloak and took her back to those long, warm nights they’d spent together. She was jarred out
of her memories by something Julian said.
“Mrs. Johnson, I’m sorry that when you arrived today, I was otherwise occupied, but I can arrange for us to
meet tomorrow, if you’d like. Maybe 5:30 tomorrow evening? If that’s all right, please try to have your secretary
return my call to confirm our appointment. Good night, Mrs. Johnson.” She swallowed the lump in her throat and rubbed
her sweaty palms on her black Dolce & Gabana skirt. There was her chance. Tomorrow, she would see him and maybe begin
the rest of her life.
She took Julian’s wedding picture and slid it into the shredder, watching with pleasure as it disappeared into scraps
of colors and disbelief. So what, if he was married? That hadn’t bothered her before. Besides, she was the one that
he truly wanted. Her heart told her so.
And tomorrow, she would remind Julian of that.
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