Warnings. The whole story should have a slight spoiler alert for the movie. This last chapter is fluff. I hope you like my ending better than the movie. Its not quite as devastating. Still, maybe a little sad.
You both take a quick shower. You give Mickey a pair of dress pants and a dress shirt to wear that your ex left there. He fidgets in the outfit uncomfortable.
You say, “I know it’s a little bit big. We will get you some jeans and t-shirts at the store.”
Mickey says, “It looks fucking ridiculous.”
You grab your bag as you head out the door. Mickey follows you still fidgeting.
You say, “You can’t exactly wear the policeman uniform. Which reminds me.”
You text the most always drunk neighbor:
Thanks for letting me borrow your car. Feel free to use mine. Keys in the door just like yours always are.
Mickey goes to get in your car.
You say, “This way sexy. We can’t use my car.”
Following you next door he says, “Stealing a car isn’t going fucking getting us far either. How are you even going to fucking open the door without fucking keys?”
You pull the keys out of the door and jingle them up where he can see. You both get in the SUV. Mickey smacks his hand on dashboard.
Mickey says, ‘This beast has to be a gas guzzler. What if we run out of gas?”
Then something clicks in his brain. For just a moment a flash of his hand on the dashboard. He’s trying to drive as he feels someone sucking him off. He looks to the hand tattoo.
Quietly confused he says, “Fuck, shit, fuck…Jules?”
Driving you say, “What’s wrong Mickey?”
Mickey says, “Nothing, nothing’ the fuck is wrong. Just a faded memory, maybe.”
You say, “Your memory will either slowly come back or quickly. It’s different with everyone.”
Mickey says, “Well, if what I was fucking doing before I met you got me shot and involved with the fucking cops I rather just not remember.”
You pull into the twenty-four-hour everything store. The two of you walk in the door watching for cameras or security. Not because you plan to steal anything. You just rather avoid being seen since eventually the cops will be right on your tail. You head straight to the men’s cloths. Mickey picks out some jeans and a jean jacket. You go through the clearance shirts and hold up an orange and while striped shirt to show him.
You say, “I think you would look good in this.”
His jaw drops as he remembers looking at himself in the mirror the morning of all that happened. Someone was in the shower as he combed his hair back. He looks dazed and confused again.
You say, “You don’t like it?”
Mickey says, “No, its totally me babe. Let’s grab some snacks and get out of here.”
You grab some previsions, pay cash for everything and head towards Florida. Mickey looks out the window. As the waves crash on the shore of the ocean beside you Mickey winds the window down to breath in the salty air. As he closes his eyes, he hears Jules’ laugher and see’s her long hair surrounding him as he lays on the side of the road.
In his memory Jules says, “I love you.”
He murmurs, “I know.”
Hearing him you look over. You see his eyes are closed and a smile spread across his face. He looks so adorable as the sun starts to come up. You pull into a hotel on the beach.
You say, “Mickey, we’ll stay hear to get a few hours sleep before we try to catch a boat.”
In a bit of a far-off voice he says, “Yeah, that’s cool.”
As you start to walk into the lobby Mickey walks towards the beach.
You say, “I’ll join you after I sign us in.”
Mickey doesn’t say a word as he keeps walking. He takes his new shoes and socks off and walks on to the beach feeling the sand between his toes. Its something he always wanted to feel. Its somewhere he always wanted to take her. To take Jules and open a little seashell shop called. He sees the sign a few feet away, MICKEY’S… His memories flood back as Jules sees him. They both see each other and blink several times. She runs over to him. He picks her up and swings her in the air before falling into the sand dizzy.
Jules says, “I thought you were dead Mickey.”
Mickey says, “I was just passed out Jules. I get why you had to leave me. It’s ok. Everything is fucking perfect now.”
Her hair flows over him. As his eyes close in complete relaxation Jules leans down to kiss him.
You walk out to the beach seeing Mickey & Jules tangles up in each other. Sweetiepie stands by you.
Sweetiepie says, “They are meant to be.”
You wipe a tear from your eyes as you say, “Yes, your right.”