Okay, so I know Arty/Juliet is an odd ship, but I made it work (I hope). Enjoy!
There are worse things I could do
Than go with a boy or two
Even though the neighborhood
Thinks I’m trashy
and no good
I suppose it could be true
But, there are worse things I could do
“Positive,” I told him. Those were the first words out of my mouth to him that morning.
“Are you sure?” he asked, astonished.
“Do these pregnancy tests lie, Artemis?” He shook his head no. Artemis Fowl was going to be a father. Oh, if Butler were to hear about this…. Even though Arty’s his employer, he’d kill him. I don’t really remember how it happended. I guess I was drunk. That was probably the case. But, I’m ten years older than him! He’s only 19! And, now he’s gotten me pregnant. Thanks a lot Artemis. Everyone will think…. oh, gosh. I don’t even want to know what they’ll think. But, it could be worse.
I could flirt with all the guys
Smile at them and bat my eyes
Press against them when we dance
Make them think they stand a chance
Then refuse to see it through
That’s a thing I’d never do
I could just run off from him. Leave myself to be a single mom. Oh, the horror that would be! No, I’m going to make him take care of this baby with me. But, maybe running off wouldn’t be such a bad idea. I could find a nice guy who would help me take care of the baby. It might take a few men, but I’d find one. No, wait a second, Juliet. He’s going to be the father of this baby, and that’s that! Well, there are worse things I could do.
I could stay home every night
Wait around for Mr. Right
Take cold showers everday
And throw my life away
On a dream that won’t come true
Oh, I couldn’t run off anyways. I’d be waiting around for that perfect man forever. I would be completly tossing my life into the garbage can like a failed science project. Mr. Perfect-super-awesome-man will never come around. He never does, only in the movies. will he rescue the girl from the terror of life. Yeah, in real life, people don’t burst out into song randomly. I feel the tears start to stream down my face. I tun away from Artemis, and go to my room.
I could hurt someone like me
Out of spiite or jealousy
I don’t steal and I don’t lie
But I can feel and I can cry
A fact I’ll bet you never knew
But to cry in front of you
As I get closer to the bedroom door, the tears start raining harder. I can’t let Artemis see me like this. He’d think I’d never be able to care for a baby. Gosh, I really screwed up this time. I flopped onto my bed,but had forgotten to lock the door. Artemis came in silently and sat on the end of my bed.
“It’s going to be okay, Juliet.” he whispered. “I’m positive.”
That’s the worst thing I could do.