Royal Adoration

Chapter 23

Demi's POV

"...So bed rest for the next three days, take your medicine four times a day. Just sign these and then you're free to go. Any questions?" the doctor asked as he handed me the forms to sign.

"Yeah how long until I can get up in my shit?" Justin asked.

"I'm sorry sir I'm not sure what that means?" the doctor said looking confused.

Cutting my eyes at Justin, he ignored my piercing stares.

"How long until I can get it on with my girl?" Justin asked slowly breaking it down to him as if he was dumb.

"Justin!" I hissed.

I was gonna kill him.

"What?" he shrugged.

"She's fine to have intercourse, the miscarriage won't affect it or anything." the doctor informed, looking rather uncomfortable.

Handing him the forms I thanked him and watched as he left the room and shut the door. Turning around I narrowed my eyes at Justin who hunched over and laughed like he hasn't got any sense.

"He looked so awkward." he laughed.

"You're an ass." I joked.

I'm not gonna lie it was pretty funny.

I removed the hospital gown, and I pulled out some leggings, slipping them on and threw on a loose white tee. I put on my shoes and I looked around the room making sure I had packed my things into my duffel bag.

"You ready to go?" Justin asked.

"Yeah, but I'm so hungry. Please take me to get some food?"

"Demi, I wanted to get you straight home and get to work." he smirked causing me to roll my eyes playfully.

"Baby, we got all the time in the world for that when we get home, now be a good boy and feed me."

Huffing, he grabbed my bags and headed out the door. Following behind him, I rested my hand on my stomach and I let out a sigh. I've been in this prison of a hospital for the past week and they're finally letting me go home. I loathed hospitals. I was in and out of them all my childhood due to the beatings from my own mother. Then the last time I was told I could never have kids, and to make things worse this time round I'm told I lost my baby. Me and hospitals just don't mix. At all. My head rested on Justin's shoulder as we stood in the elevator waiting for it to go down to the ground floor.

"This needs to hurry up." Justin mumbled.

He's been impatient all day long. I knew he just wanted to go home so we can have sex. The boy was determined to get me pregnant again.

"Thank you." he grumbled once the elevator doors opened.

I giggled at his grumpiness and linked my arm with his, walking out to a unfamiliar Ferrari.

"You brought a new one Justin, really?" I chuckled as I looked at the metallic painted sports car.

"I needed a new one," he said as he lifted the door and helped me in.

"Needed one huh? Babe, you've got six already." I laughed as he sat in the driver seat and started the ignition.

"You can never have too many."

"I miss Roman." I murmured after we'd been driving for a good twenty minutes.

"You don't even miss your man the way you miss that damn dog."

"Justin I see you everyday, I haven't seen him in a week. You're so cute when you're angry," I said pinching his cheeks.

"Quit it with that baby stuff." he muttered before slapping my hand away.