Sometimes it hits her all over again. That Juliet is gone. Amelia could never forget why she's… this now, but she can become so numb to it that it functions the same way. She hates that. What use is she if she can't remember her own cause?
There's two girls at the bus stop, giggling to each other and lightly slapping their friend's arm. They're skiving for the first time, of course. It's obvious to any adult around, especially any who did the same when they were their age. And Amelia certainly did, though not without Juliet's influence.
Her mind wanders off on that train of thought, bits and pieces of her teenage years bubbling to the surface and bringing a smile to her face that feels so strange. There was one time Juliet had dragged her from school and to a sweet shop, buying one pack to distract from the rest she had pocketed when nobody, not even Amelia, was looking—she knew Amelia would panic and blow her cover. Another where they simply went to feed ducks. One more where they went to buy CDs, and this time Juliet truly did buy every last thing she left with. Well, besides a key chain.
Juliet kept it on her keys until the day she died. That's what brings Amelia back.
Her eyes dart around, flailing for something new to latch onto. What they find is the advert on the side of the bus stop for a local band performing tonight. One of Juliet's favourite bands.
She goes, for whatever reason. It takes two songs for her to break, when she recognises the drumbeat from Juliet's record player that she had been using far too late at night. Why she subjected herself to this, she doesn't understand. What did she expect?
The next day, she takes a new route to avoid one of the stores they used to go to for Juliet's music. When she walks past someone wearing a shirt with the cover art of O-Negative's second album, it answers her question. There's nowhere in the universe where Juliet isn't still with her.