After discovering the truth behind her part in Richard's life Juliette returns home. They say time heals everything, but as time goes on both break more and more inside with each passing day. Everyday life without each other isn't the same, and it i...
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J U L I E T T E
Paparazzi clicked away as Richard helps me out of the car. He holds Aaliyah's diaper bag as I carry her on my hip, holding her tight to me protectively. Her small hands come around my neck, and Richard places his hand on my lower back. I couldn't make out how many paparazzi were actually there because of the blinding flashes, but this has been the most paparazzi I have seen by far.
"Juliette, where have you been!?"
"Is it true Richard cheated on you with Yocelyn when you were away!?"
"Richard were you with Jessi after the Xfactor performance?"
"Juliette, how long do you think before Richard fucks you?"
When that last question was asked Richards hand tensed up, and it balled up into a fist behind me. In the very beginning he wouldn't react in any way and it was hard to pick up any emotion when things were said to us. As time went on the more the paparazzi talked of me or us, comments began to get to him. Even if he doesn't really admit it I know I'm his weakness and the paparazzi knew it too. I knew it angered him to hear that, but as always, he kept a brave face and pretended like nothing happened.
I just couldn't believe they would ask those things while Aaliyah was with us. I held a hand up to the ear that wasn't pressed to my shoulder, and Aaliyah remained still the rest of the way. I can't lie, it made me feel extremely disrespected to hear something like that being asked to us in public, not even to mention that it is none of their business. I understand some people are just doing their job, but there are limits to everything and this guy crossed a fine line.
Thankfully, that only lasted a few more seconds before restaurant security came out to guide us in. We were seated right away, in a corner away from the windows. Now things would go much smoother since our relationship can be more private. We could go out now waiting for paparazzi to arrive before we hold hands for publicity.
"You okay?" I looked up to Richard who sat across from me. I nodded, adding a small smile. I didn't want to talk about it or spend time worrying about what was said any more. Either way it was already said and over with. I should just forget it and enjoy our time together.
"Yeah, I'm happy we can be together." I say genuinely, which made him smile. I'm so happy to be by his side and be here for him again. It's hard to face all of it on your own, and I know comments like these really hurt him deep down.
I tried to place Aaliyah in her chair but she kept squirming so I couldn't place her in. After a couple failed attempts I just kept her seated in my lap. She smirked just like Richard whenever she got what she wanted, it was the cutest thing.
"I wonder where you get that stubbornness from, missy." I look up at Richard as I said this to Aaliyah, and he rolled his eyes playfully.
"Of course I always get what I want. I mean, I do have you.." he winked my way, which made me blush. He always got this reaction out of me with his cute comments. It was embarrassing and random, but I couldn't help it.
His hand reached over to mine in the middle of the table and Aaliyah placed her hand shortly after. Her hand was cupped inside of mine, and Richard's hand was plopped on top gently. Little moments like these were ones I would treasure in my heart forever, and it felt so good to have them to ourselves.
"You guys are my best things," Richard smiled, bringing up our hands to kiss the back of each. I grabbed his as well kissing the back of it. I had no words for his beautiful words, so I just smiled and blushed more. Of course Richard killed the romantic vibes by laughing at me because I turn too red.
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"I don't want her to go," I said softly, unbuckling Aaliyah from her car seat. She was asleep so I had to be very gentle to not wake her.
"I'll pick her up as soon as possible, I promise." Richard assured, taking a hold of the diaper bag and then her. We decided I would stay in the car to not cause a scene with Yocelyn.
"Wait," I told Richard, fixing the bows on her tiny head and straightening out her dress. I took a couple of more seconds to wrap her in a blanket so she wouldn't be cold.
"We're in Miami, not antártica." Richard laughed, shaking his head.
"I'm just being extra sure," I finished off wrapping her up like a burrito then handed her to Richard. My heart sunk as I watched them walk away. Aaliyah felt as much as a part of me as Richard did, and it felt weird to return home without her.
"Damn you okay?" He asked as he eyed me on our way back. I nodded against his chest letting out a small sigh.
"I miss her."
"She'll be back soon." I felt a kiss on my head then, "now you can take care of me." I rolled my eyes at his comment.
"What? Shit, I know sharing is caring, but you're mine." He squeezed me so tight I thought I could burst. Even if I couldn't breath I felt a lot of happiness from those kind of hugs. I wrapped my arms around his as I kissed his cheek.
"Who would have thought the bad boy was the biggest baby of them all?" My comment made him chuckle and he didn't argue because it was true.
"Did you really miss me?" He asked softly as he placed a kiss on my head.
"Of course I did." We locked eyes for a moment and I could tell he had missed me just as much. I felt so grateful for him every time we looked each other like this, he's my world. The love I feel for him is indescribable and I know it's mutual. I see it in the way he looks at me every morning even when my hair is a mess and I'm not wearing any makeup. I see it whenever I'm feeling a bit insecure before events and he snakes his arms around me and tells me I'm beautiful. I see it in the way he touches me and flips my world upside down with a single touch. "I'm not complete without you. You're the salami to this mangu."
"And you're the tostones to this chicharrón." He winked.
"Too bad the ones you get suck." I said sarcastically, bringing up memories of his first apology food.
"You beast on that shit every time we get it, stop lying." He rolled his eyes at me, and poked my sides playfully. "And your mangu is hella watery."
My mouth widened when he said that, "oh really?" By my tone he knew not to take it too far so he just laughed it off.
"No, not really. But you know what is watery..?"
"Richard shut up."
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Wasssssss gucci R+J fammmm😎
You guys I'm sorry about the lack of updating my brain juices are lacking lately. Now with the last two brain cells I still have I would like to utilize them to say the following:
Richard Camacho turned 22 years old on January 22, 2019. I would like to wish him a happy birthday and just say I completely love him so much. Thanks to him I have this wonderful story and beautiful music to listen to in the worst and best of times❤️ I couldn't put how much he means to me as an artist and person in words even though I don't know him. It's crazy to feel so connected to someone and feel so much happiness of a single picture through a screen. I could only imagine what it would feel like to see you, hug you, and hear your voice in person❤️. You are amazing, and I'm so grateful for you.
