j u l i e t t eMy mind kept running in circles around the small possibility that I could be pregnant. I tried over and over, unsuccessfully, to recall the last day of my most recent period, but with everything going on leading up to the tour I couldn't remember anything. I huffed, a strand of my brown hair lifting up in the air, and falling quickly back to my face. Aaliyah and Richard were asleep on either side of me for what felt like ages now, and I made small attempts to loosen their hold on me so I could slip out and get some fresh air to think things over.
So far, I believed that I could maybe convince Raul to take me to the pharmacy and tell him I needed to pick up some pads, but the scenario played out very weird in my head and I knew he would try to come in with me anyways. On the other hand, it is close to four am, and since I'm the irrelevant girlfriend at this point I don't think paparazzi will go out of their way to locate me.
I did think I could just let time slip by, and maybe I'll get my period in a few days, but the wait of it all is just too much to handle at this point. And after what Richard said earlier I'm not sure I'd like to tell him what's going on before being sure about it first. We never even talked about kids outside of mentioning Aaliyah, so I couldn't even know how he might react to all of this.
And as selfish as it might sound, I'm not sure I want a baby either. So I'm the end I grabbed some bills out of my purse, not sure how much the thing costs anyway, and placed on a black hoodie and headed out.
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"Do you think you could, like maybe, wait out here?" Raul looked down at me, frowning and sighing at my plea. "Please, just this one time. I really would be embarrassed if you walked in there with me."
"So, you are here for pads?" He questions, arching and eyebrow and crossing his arms. I nod. "You have never been embarrassed before, why now?"
"Because this is more ...intimate?" I hoped that sounded right. Maybe just that last word would weird him out and he would just let this slip. "I don't even do this with Richard." I add, which was the truth, matching him with an arm cross of my own.
"I can go in there and look away, maybe stand at the end of the aisle." Rail suggests, shrugging his shoulders, and I try to come up with a way to throw that out the window as well.
"If the point is to not call attention over to myself, then why is there a big hunk at the end of the women's section at the pharmacy at almost five am? Not to mention that you look nothing like me, so you can't even pass as my dad."
He sighed, knowing I was right. "So, how about you call me? I walk in there and if anything happens we'll be on the phone."
"Deal."
"No talking." I said as I picked up his call and placed my phone in my pocket.
"You won't even know I'm there."
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