I KNOW THIS ROOM I'VE WALKED THIS FLOOR --- * Who: Ryden Avery & Juliet Flores. Where: Slytherin Boy's Dormitory. When: --- ---, 1976 Summary: Juliet tells Ryden some BIG news. Rating & Warnings: Probably PG at the most. Maybe PG-13 if the language gets out of control. Type: Thread. Completion: In Progress.
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To say that Juliet Flores was fucked was an understatement.
Now, under normal circumstances, Juliet would love having the word fucked in the same sentence as her name. It hasn't been a secret over the years that she's easy. But this might be the one and only time when she really hated the word - especially considering it's what got her into this mess. Well, that, and stupid Ryden Avery. Granted, she wouldn't ever really be able to think or call him stupid, because she honestly adored him to pieces. But, in this instance, she sort of hated him. Him and his stupid sperm. Though, to be honest, it was her fault. She was the one that wanted to get in his pants, so it was sort of her own fault. She sort of figured she had it coming. And, really, she had sort of wished that Ryden wasn't the father. They were best friends - or at least she thought they were - and having a kid might just ruin that. Juliet didn't want that, not even a little. But she racked her brain and no matter how much she tried, she just couldn't see anyone else. She hadn't had sex with anyone else for at least a week or two before and after Ryden. Unusual, but true.
She had tried out as many pregnancy tests as she could possibly think of, wizarding and muggle both. Every single one came out positive, and with every test she took, the more anxious and scared she got. Pregnant. She just couldn't even begin to wrap her mind around that word. It sounded so.. so.. scary. She was only fifteen years old. Fifteen year olds should not be in these situations, ever. She never really believed her friends when they told her sleeping around would come back and bite her in the ass, and she was starting to wish she'd listened. This was just too much. Way, way too much. First of all, she'd get fat. And what girl wants to be fat? Sure, her boobs would get bigger, but so would her stomach and her ass and who knows? Maybe even her feet or something. And that would just be the end of her, that was for sure. She couldn't even manage to get a decent painting in today, which was again quite unusual for her. She cranked out at least one or two a day, minimum. She could already hear the disappointment in Hayden's voice, and was already anticipating Ryden dropping her faster than she knew what was happening, and she figured that might have something to do with it. She just wasn't ready for this. Not even a little.
She must've sat on her bed for at least two hours, just staring at her feet. She was numb, practically. She could hear the girls pouring in around her, giggling and gossiping. She thought she heard Hayden humming a few feet away from her at some point, but she wasn't quite sure. Finally, once she realized it was starting to get dark, she managed to stand up, albeit on shaky legs. She had to tell Ryden, at least. And even if all the tests were false, he had the right to know. She frowned, tugging at the hem of her tank top before finally managing to make her way out of her dormitory and into the corridors. She'd figured out how to get into the common rooms long ago, so it was a cinch for her to slip into the Slytherin's common room, and even faster to slither up to the boy's dormitory. One look at the mixture of pain and irritation on her face sent a few of the boys in Ryden's dormitory running off, but his back was to her at the moment. With a sigh, she bit on her lip and brushed some of her hair off her shoulder.