Bulletproof

"I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be back." I walk into the bathroom, and hired someone throwing up. "Are you OK Miss?" The woman stops throwing up and turns around. No fucking way is that. "Your Juliet Simms right?" "Oh are you a fan? Do you want me to sign anything?" "No I'm not a fan of you, but Andy yes. Do you need any thing." No I'm fine I've just been throwing up for the past few weeks. I'm not sick I've check my temperature a lot, and it's aways normal." "Is OK if I do something?" "Um...sure." I walked up to her, and put my hand on her stomach. It was a little hard; like it was protecting something. "Weird question, but when was the last time you had your period?" "I was should have had it last week. Why?" "When was the last time you had unprotected sex?" "It's none of your business." "Just answer the fucking question." "Well damn ok. Well let's see I had sex last night with Andy, we used a condom, then I had sex again about three weeks ago, but with no condom." "Ok well you might be..."

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