Chapter 5

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◇Juliette◇

3 months have past...

My belly bump isn't showing that much and I'm glad. I don't want to look super preggo for graduation. But the morning sickness is a struggle because I need to keep quiet about it so my mom doesn't catch on. It doesn't happen often, but randomly. I know that's weird.

I did a lot of research and I know I should probably tell Lorenzo about our baby growing inside me. After like 3 fucking months. So today I'm planing to tell him at school. Well that is if he isn't making out with a girl or absent.

My familiar ring tone snapped me out of the daze I was in. Checking the call ID I answered.

"Juliette Martinez! We still need to come up with baby names because you ditched me yesterday!" She accused

"My mom wanted me to come home to help her with the food since my aunt was coming over" we both know how my mom is around my aunt. They want to show who's the best cook and has the better life, the more educated kids, the most money, it's pretty much like a competition all the time with them.

"Oou. Then after school we're going through baby names and baby shopping, alright?"

"Ok, mom" I say putting emphasis on mom. She nags at me more then my mother like, damn.

"That's more like it, I'm outside so hurry your ass up hoe" by the time she finish that sentence I was already outside.

"Sup bich"

"Sup, hoe"

To be honest, our friendship is all about us calling each other names that we don't take offense to.

When we arrived to school I let out a groan.

"Do we really have to come to this hell hole?" We just learn about shit we don't need in life.

"You wanna graduate right?" I make a face at her words knowing she was right. I have to do something with my life.

We got out of the car heading threw the doors the this prison. I look around trying to spot a familiar dark haired boy, eventually finding nothing.

Well, shit.

If I don't find him I'm going to have to tell him some way but, how?

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Final-fucking-ly. I can't wait to go home and take a long ass nap.

Oh wait. I still need to go baby shopping with Sunny. And baby naming. I'm still shook that I have been this slick for so long about carrying a child. To hid it I just need big clothes and voila it doesn't show.

"Ette!"

"Oh Sunny I need a favor"

"What is it?" She asked looking at me with suspicion

"I need you to drive me to Lorenzo's house"

"Are you going to tell him about little Joseph?"

"Dafuq? Little Joseph? What makes you think it's a boy?" I ask her. If he was a boy no way in hell it's going to be Joseph. And plus I say it's a girl.

"I have this gut feeling"

"Well keep your 'gut feelings' to yourself. It's going to be a girl" I crossed my arms

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