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
"Nice seeing you again."
I look up from the fruit, peering at Liam over my shoulder. I fix my eyes on the fruit again, picking out some in the plate before me for Aaliyah and I. She was on my hip, eyeing Liam suspiciously, probably sensing the tension in my body at his voice.
"Liam I would like to enjoy my breakfast, okay?" I keep my voice down, which isn't hard to do over the chatter going on in the tables surrounding us.
"You just can't avoid me forever." Liam warns, picking up some strawberries as I drew a breath. "That may work with mom and dad, but I don't see what I did to you."
"You didn't— This isn't about you doing anything to me. I just like to keep my space, and I'm pretty sure you're just going to think I'm more selfish if I explain." Liam had always been the most obedient, he did everything he could to please my parents, good grades, played sports and volunteered in the community. Some part of him always resented me because the focus that should have gone on him for all of his accomplishments was pushed over to me for my behavior and choices. "And I'd like to keep her out of all of this." I finalize, motioning towards Aaliyah with my head.
"Maybe when you're done playing mommy we can talk it over then." With a small grin, he fetched a green apple and heads off, leaving me and Aaliyah yo enjoy our breakfast despite his rude remark.
"Who's that?" Aaliyah asked me as I cut some melons up with the butter knife. Our table was in the front, a far corner of the right side of the room.
"My brother." I tell her, managing a slight smile and helping her pick up the small spoon so she could eat.
"Mean.." She comments, after successfully managing to pick up some fruit and scoop it into her mouth. I chuckle at the word choice, thinking to myself a million more adjectives to replace the word.
"He's ten?"
"No, baby. He's eighteen." I correct, thinking close enough, considering his maturity level is at that age.
I believed talk of Liam to be completely over when Aaliyah starts asking me other things, and we continue to jump around as kids do with different ideas and topics. Her curiosity never ceased to amaze me, and I wonder if she asks me these things because she has no siblings to talk to, and because well, in her defense..I watch kid movies.
I always wished I was the only child at home, but I must admit that despite my current situation with Liam, we had good times growing up. It was around his twelveth birthday when we became different people, I grew tired of pleasing my parents, and devoting so much time and energy into becoming the person they wanted me to be. I didn't expect them to completely understand me, only to let me be. Liam had so much going on too, and we had little space to come together since our interests and ideas differed. We no longer spent time star gazing and talking about our day, it was just arguments and here and there glances. We just became different people.
"I want brother." Lia says, moving her food around with the spoon, a small sad look on her face. My stomach dropped at her words, and I tried to gather my thoughts before I go into overload.
"Uh..." I racked my brain on what I could possibly say in this situation. I wasn't exactly prepared for it, nor planing to answer it anytime soon. "Maybe sometime..er—someday." Good I corrected myself, the last thing I needed was for Lia to actually want a baby and for me to actually wind up pregnant.
"Soon?" Her big brown eyes locked on mine, and I shook my head, directing her attention back to the food instead.
Why must kids say things like this?
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"I miss this."
Richard's arms wrapped around my waist, his lips pressing themselves to my neck simultaneously as I attempt to brush my teeth. "Quit it."
"What? Like you don't." I come up from the sink to meet the reflection of his smirking face, cleaning my mouth with a towel and placing it back on the handle.
"I do, just not when Lia's here." I whisper yell, smacking his arm away as I head out. Lately this boy's hormones have been at an all time high, and it had a lot to do with the fact that we haven't gotten the chance to do much with his crazy schedule, my temporary suspension, and you know...Lia.
"You're being so weird." Richard says as he studies me, and specifically the way I don't like it when he wraps his arms around my stomach, taking to moving them all the way up under my bra. "You're getting fat or something?"
"Gee, what a nice comment." I elbow him, not to harshly but enough so he doesn't call me fat again. That was not the case. At all.
"I get it," And he looks at me like he knows something. "It's that spot where if I press too hard you said um, you get...gassy?" That wasn't actually true, I just didn't feel like having him crush me while I was on my period. He wasn't really afraid of blood, so I had to hit him with the next best thing.
"No you dingwad. I just needed some .." I bring his hands up yet again. "Space."
"Fuck that, you've had space from me all day." Richard totally disregards my prior statement, snuggling closer and crushing me in between his muscular arms. "Feel the love!"
"I do! I just can't help but feel like a human punching bag..when you do this." I try to squirm out of his grasp, but it becomes impossible so I just give up. Lia comes up, laying right on top of him, being so cute while I felt extra pressure on me.
"You're still acting so weird." He mumbles, yawning and snuggling deeper into me. I take my hand and run it through his red hair, just as he begins to caress the side of my hip. "Maybe you need something to keep you in check." He teases, and I roll my eyes and chuckle before telling him otherwise. Lia comes over to my right side and I do the same to her hair.
"Papa," She says, making Richard open his eyes. "Liette has brother."
"I know, baby. She told me herself," Richard replies, giving Lia a small smile as he reached over to caress her cheek.
"Where's mine?" She protests, sitting up on the bed and looking firmly at him. Richard chuckles nervously, and I'm sure he's just as out of words as I am, but I just leave it up to him for this one. Clearly since she's asking again I didn't do good in clarifying my point earlier.
"Um... Maybe sometime ...." And she seemed pleased with that answer until he added the : "long, long, long, long time from now."
And even I stopped smiling.
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Wassup R+J familyyy
Sorry I have been lacking with the updates, I just really have lost much of the inspiration for this story, and have lost ideas for it. It's really hard to keep a sequel interesting, without it being repetitive but I'm really trying to get ideas flowing.
