Jeremy Irvine...
Juliette had always had bad periods. But last night she sat both Cal and I down to tell us how bad they have become. I know that Cal already knew given how long they have been dating, but I have been away for a long time and my heart hurts to think of her suffering like this every damn month. You know, women really are the far superior race - men are physically strong, sure but women are so much stronger than in the physical. Mentally they put men to shame without breaking a sweat.
We woke up this morning to Juliette sobbing as she cradled her head, rocking back and forth. A migraine had set in, and she was struggling to deal with it. Cal and I set to work quickly - Cal ran to get her a fizzy drink, since that was the only thing that she could take to swallow pills while I followed her instructions into the en-suite and the medicine cabinet above the sink pulling out her migraine pills. Once she had swallowed one, she tried to get up to use the toilet and stumbled from the pain, a dark red patch stained her pale blue sleep shorts. I reacted quicker than I even knew I was capable of and caught her before she fell in a heap.
Carrying her into the en-suite, Cal helped pull down her shorts and underwear while I held her to alleviate the pain she felt when standing. Easing her onto the toilet, Cal moved back into the room, and I watched as he set about stripping the lightly red stained sheet from the bed. While he did that, I turned on the shower and stripped off my boxers before stripping the rest of Juliette's clothes off. Pulling her close once again, I eased us both under the jet of water and proceeded to clean her up, by the time we were done, Cal was back with a fresh set of clothes and a sanitary towel for her. With all three of us working together - we got Juliette dry and dressed in record time, and Cal scooped her into his arms, carried her back to bed and crawled in behind her, spooning her body - she had never looked so small as she did there in that moment.
"Remy?" Her voice had been so soft, so wracked with pain that I could barely stand it. I hated this feeling of helplessness that reared inside me.
This was my woman. I was supposed to take care of her and there didn't seem like there was a damn thing I could do about the pain she was in.
"Yes, piccolo?"
"Could you possibly make me some dry toast? I need to eat before I take my pain pills!"
"Of course, baby, you just try and relax-" my eyes shifted to Cal who nodded - telling me he had her and would ensure she was as comfortable as possible.
I didn't mind him being the one to hold her, not right in that moment because he would have to leave for work soon and he would be gone all day and a part of the night since he had to do his late office hours shift tonight. I would have plenty of time to hold and comfort our girl.
That had been almost 12 hours ago now, and here she was pushing the heat pad I had purchased for her hard into her pelvis, as if she were almost begging the damn thing to work, to ease her pain and another wave of helplessness washed through me.
Jensen being here had set us both on edge - especially when he made that scoffing sound in his throat. Give Juliette her due she shut down her emotions - in fact the only tell she gave away was the slight tensing of her shoulders. I was so proud of her though - rather than engage and end up in yet another screaming match, she chose to ignore him, pretend he wasn't even there. I admired her restraint if I am being honest because when my eyes shifted to him - all I felt was disappointment.
What exactly was bothering him about this?
Was it because it was me?
Or was it truly the whole sharing thing? I have heard him talk with his friends about threesomes before, where he has always stated that it isn't something that gets him excited, he has been more than vocal about those of our friends who had partaken in such acts.
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