Hired (Richard Camacho Fanfic)

Part 21|| all the right reasons

J U L I E T T E

My eyes were opening and closing in a trance as I starred at the clock on my phone. Richard had left seven hours ago, and I hadn't heard from him whatsoever. The boys didn't know where he was either, which was no help. I was dwelling in my worry when I heard footsteps outside my room. I sat up right away, not believing what I was hearing.

"Richard!?" I ripped the sheets away from myself and leaped out of bed. "Richard, please! I know you're in there I-I.... I just want to talk!"I pressed my ear up against the window and heard him mumble a few curse words. I also picked up some sound of a fire flame hiss. "Richard! You better not be smoking in there! Open up!"

"You know, Marijuana is really bad for you." I begin when he wouldn't open up. "It makes your teeth yellow, your lungs clog up with skunk smelling shit, and it can lead to other drug abuse."

"I'm sorry about earlier, okay? I didn't mean for things to go down like that... I just wanted you to accept me as a woman...not a lonely, crazy virgin." I gulped after that confession, my forehead pressed to the door now. "I've only ever kissed one other guy before, and I thought I'd feel something, but there was nothing there. I thought that I had done something wrong, but apparently he wasn't supposed to leave my chin all drooly. Then this other guy tried to get me into bed, and I didn't even know his name. Then this other, other guy who was a hippie and smelled like weed tried to get into my pants too, he even offered to pay for a motel and everything. What I'm trying to say is.....There were other opportunities before you, but when it came to you I couldn't pass it up. Last night was the best night of my life, Richard. I like you, and I know you like me too. I was stupid, but for all the right reasons,"

I thought after that long, embarrassing monologue he would step out, but he failed to...again. With a long exhale, I turned on my heel and began to walk over to my room. I hoped he would step out, but it was evident he wouldn't when twenty minutes passed and he hadn't come knocking at my door.

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R I C H A R D

"Coño!"

I bight my thumb to my mouth, cooling it from the burn. I've never done this before, not for any girl ever. I didn't think this romantic shit would be this much of a pain in the ass. I kept lighting the candles, resisting the urge from opening the door for Juliette. I could tell she was being sincere and that she missed me like I had missed her. Four hours into my hotel stay I realized I needed to make things right between us. She's the one, and I know it in my heart that she didn't tell me because she wanted to be her first regardless. It was just hard to feel like I hadn't taken advantage of her.

I made sure to sprinkle the roses around the room, covering every surface possible. I even when all out and spelled out "I'm sorry I'm an asshole" on the bed. I smiled triumphantly at my work, and stepped out to go get her. I had a feeling she might be asleep, but I know she won't be too mad about being woken up when she sees this.