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October.

One of my favourite months of the year. Fall was in full swing, the cooler air was welcoming and it would soon be time for Pumpkin picking. It had been 4 weeks since I had seen Chris, but it was okay, he was due to fly down at the end of the month for Halloween, and well, not just Halloween, it was almost 3 months since we had gotten back together, and he wanted to do something special. Charlie's parents were holding their annual 'Fright Night' even on All Hallows Eve and it was tradition that we always went. So this year was going to be extra special since Chris and Sebastian were joining.

"how are the plans going to convince Seb to go as the Winter Soldier?" I called to Charlie from her kitchen. It was the second Saturday of the month, which meant our bestie night. Which consisted of Pizza, beer, a movie and Chocolate if you were interested. "miserably" she huffed as she walked through the doorway. "He wants to go as Johnny Depp's version of Willy Wonka" she rolled her eyes "but he's as freaky as fuck" I exclaimed, pulling a face. "Even Sweeny Todd would be better than that" I added, snorting out a laugh, "Willy Wonka..." I giggled, under my breath. "How about Chris?" she asked and this time I rolled my eyes. "He won't tell me" I said, grabbing the beers out of the fridge. "I think that makes me more nervous than actually knowing" I let out a slight laugh. "Yup I get ya. If they won't go as Steve and Buck, maybe we should?" Charlie suggested. "and scrap the idea of Thelma and Louise?" I raised and brow. "But I got my acid wash jeans ready!" I whined, making her snort. "you'd wear them anytime, not just for dress up" she smirked at me. "what time's the pizza here?" I changed the subject, seeing her smirk wider. "in a half hour." she replied, wandering back out to the living room to get the movie ready. "cool. Gonna go take a pee" I mumbled, before heading to her guest bathroom.

I went inside and sat down to pee, which reminded me. "hey can I borrow one of your Tampax?!" I yelled to Charlie, but as usual she didn't hear a thing. So I leaned forward and pushed the bathroom door open. "Charl?!" I yelled loud "yeah?!"

"Can I use a Tampax?!" I yelled again. "sure, in the cupboard! If there's some in there! I need to go to the store!" she added, making me roll my eyes. But I turned to the tiny cupboard underneath the sink and opened the door. There was everything you could think of in there; and one thing that caught me by surprise.

"Hey, um, thanks" I said, walking back through afterward. "sure. Was there enough?" she asked, "well, no Tampax. Just a pad, but that's cool" I nodded, "you early?" she asked and I nodded, "only a day or two, just a little spotting." I said, "but ugh, do you have something to tell me?" I asked, feeling slightly nervous for some reason. She looked back at me with a frown, "oh, Seb didn't leave that cock ring in there again did he?" she asked, making my mouth drop open in shock. "CHARLIE WHAT THE FUCK?!" I gasped covering my eyes for some reason. She burst into laughter, "hey come on now, we've shared more info than that before" she snorted. "Yeah but I was not expecting that to come out of your mouth right now" I said, peering at her through my fingers. "you never expect whatever comes out my mouth to come out of my mouth" she beamed with pride. "touché" I shrugged. "anyway" I said, wanting to get off this subject as fast as I could. "I um, there's a pregnancy test in there..." I whispered, like there was someone else who would hear us. "yeah..." she shrugged, waiting for my point. But I shook my head and looked perplexed. "why the hell do you have a-a- one of those in your guest bathroom?" I asked as I stared at her. "just in case" she said, plopping down onto the couch. "just in case?" I repeated and she spun around on the couch to look at me. "yeah, if I ever have a scare, I have a test" she simply replied. "but those things have use by dates don't they?" I asked her with a frown. "Luce, with how much me and Seb get busy, it'll be sooner than later" she smirked. "yeah alright Sean Paul" I sniggered.

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A few days later...

I dunno why, but I always wander around my local grocery store in a daze. I write a list but never stick to the damn thing. And then forget the important things that I wanted off it. Anyway, I pushed my cart down the aisle by the newspapers and magazines, a guilty pleasure of mine was always the Enquirer- total trash mag that my Nan always bought me, so it was more of a tradition than a necessity. But as my eyes skimmed over the numerous covers and all that stood out to me was headlines and captions on women's appearances or cheating scandals. Verbal Diarrhoea that wouldn't do me any good right now. So I shot passed them and headed for the most important aisle. The candy aisle.

After stocking up on the absolute necessities (m&m's and Sour Patch Kids) I moved to the bath products section. Bubble bath, lotion, toilet paper was thrown in- along with the Tampax I had obviously run out of, and ironically it was stationed beside the condoms and pregnancy tests. I chuckled to myself as Charlie popped in my head. I glanced around, hoping no one around me knew who I was- it was really strange because I was paranoid that everyone knew who I was dating. But it would have been worse if I was spotted right beside the condoms. Anyway, I knocked a couple of boxes into the cart and then headed on my way further down to the check out.

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Justin Timberlake's voice rang out through my house as I played the album 'Furturesex/Lovesound'. Summer Love was totally my jam. I sang along at the top of my lungs as I put all my groceries away. I wasn't sure what the worse part of this was; having to endure the store in the first place, spending the cash and seeing the prices creep up practically every week, or the mundane task of putting it all in my cupboards. Right now it was most definitely the latter. I stacked up my bathroom essentials onto the pack of toilet paper and juggled with it all up the stairs.

My phone rang in my back pocket which startled me that much I almost dropped everything back down the way I came. "God damn it Charlie" I laughed as I dumped everything on my bathroom floor. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialled her number. "sup bitches" she answered, making me snort at her. "what do ya want?" I replied, opening the cupboard door. "so we're at the gym Friday right?"

"yup" I popped as I placed the items inside the cupboard. "well Adrienne is starting her new yoga class in the afternoon, wanna switch to try that instead of the spinning class?" she suggested and I laughed. "I couldn't think of anything better" I answered her. "awesome" she laughed too, "I'll call Clare and get her to switch us over" she said, "cool" I nodded, "are you at work right now?" I asked her, seeing it was 11am. "yeah, shits slow today, I- are you peeing?!" she cut off her sentence as she listened. I sniggered, "yeah" I replied, putting her on speaker. "and now I'm on speaker" she stated. "you're welcome" I smirked again. "anyway, I've been bored out of my skull listening to Colette dissecting every conceivable theory of Sawyer's actions over the weekend."

"I could tell her the most likely reason. He's an asshat" I stated simply. "no two ways around it huh" she agreed. "absolutely." I nodded, even though she couldn't see me. "why is she still wasting her time with him?" I frowned. "the sex" Charlie laughed. "and the diseases..." I mumbled under my breath, knowing she heard me. "she could do so much better" I sighed, "and why the hell does he go by the name Sawyer? Fuckin' loser" I snorted again. "I've no idea. Probably thinks it's cool" she wondered, before we melted into a silence. 

" Hey, have you ever taken one of those tests?"
"um, ugh, what tests?" Charlie asked, confused. "those tests in your bathroom. Have you ever taken a random one? Just for the hell of it?"

"why in the name of Crowley would I do that? It would just be negative" she replied, sounding beyond perplexed. Then I sighed. "but what if it wasn't?"

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