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
"No fucking way!" Marisol's voice booms through the phone, and I sink into the chair even further. How the hell didn't I think of that before?
"You're probably fucking pregnant!" As if I already hadn't realized this, Marisol's loud voice enters my ears, only reminding me of what I already know.
"The thing is I don't think so. I had my period like a week ago, and we're careful.." I bite my lip, replaying the last time Richard and I were intimate, and I don't remember any slip ups. I highly doubt that I am, but it does seem like a reasonable explanation for the odd nausea symptom I've been having all day.
"Yeah, okay." Marisol scoffed into the phone, and I heard the fridge close from her line. I could imagine her in the kitchen, in an oversized tee and boxer panties, a messy bun on top of her head as always. "You, Juliette Rose Castellano, are fucked."
"This is nothing," I state, not willing to fully jump to that conclusion when it's only been one day. I knew Marisol would take things out of proportion, but it's nice to talk to someone about these kinds of things. It's nice to get out my own head for a little bit. "And it's not like I'm going to go to a pharmacy and pick up a pregnancy test. Who knows if someone takes a picture or something. That's the last thing I need."
"No, bitch. The last thing you need is a whole baby, those little bastards are money and time." Spoons clatter in the background, and she pauses before speaking again. "But I will be the godmother, right?"
"Considering what you just said I'd give that a fat chance."
"Oh come on, I'm just saying what everyone is thinking!" Marisol was the most honest person I knew, so I couldn't completely say that was a lie. I also knew if that were the case she'd be the only other person I'll completely trust with my baby.
"Well, it's not happening anytime soon." I finalize, looking down at my stomach and somehow sensing I was right.
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After my call with Marisol, I stepped out into the balcony for fresh air. My hair tickled my shoulders as the breeze blew by, carrying the brown strands over to the east. It was almost eight PM and I knew the boys would be here soon as Richard had said.
The only thing was that despite my previous statement, I still needed to take a test to completely free my mind from all the crazy scenarios running through it now. I really couldn't imagine myself right now having Richard's baby, not only will it be a huge responsibility, but I'm not ready for that. There's still so much to do and goals to achieve before I think I'm ready.
My body hitched up in a startled manner when two warm arms snaked around me unexpectedly. My head tilts to the right, just in time for Richard to welcome my cheek with a kiss.
