A Lovely Trip to The Store | Plot

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Y/N POV

I squeeze my eyes shut from the bright glare of the sun beaming directly in my eyes. Given that I have no choice but to wake up since the stupid sun wouldn't let me sleep, I open my eyes. I feel a burning sensation on my stomach but ignore it.

"Ugh" I groan in pain, "What happened?"

I see a figure in the doorframe and glance over to see Clay. He walks over to me with a smile plastered on his face.

"Are you feeling okay?" he brushes my hair out of my face with his hands.

"There's a little sting on my stomach, but I'm alright. Why are you asking?"

His facial expression changes quickly. "Look down"

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and peek down to see my stomach wrapped in a white cloth material. I lightly touch the material and notice something on my wrist. A hospital bracelet...

Right then and there it all came back to me. I remembered what had happened. I only thought it was a dream.

"Shit" I mumble in disbelief, placing my hand on my forehead. Clay places his hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be okay I promise. The doctor said you would be healed in less than two weeks."

"But what about the meet up?" I pout.

"That can wait, trust me. Your health and safety is more important than meeting up with some of my friends."

"So I just lay here, immobile for two weeks?" I say flopping my arms onto the bed with an attitude.

"I'm afraid so-" Clay half-smiles letting out a huff of air.

I roll my eyes and fold my arms across my chest. 

"I can make you something to eat." He says with a huge smile of hope beaming on his face. Ugh, I didn't deserve him.

"Clay no offence, but I've never seen you cook and half the stuff in that kitchen of yours is hardly edible." I giggle.

"Well then, I could go to the store and pick up a few things." 

"Okay, fair enough." I reply.

He walks over to his desk and grabs a peice of notebook paper. 

"Need anything while I'm there?" he asks.

I sit up and think for a second, there were a few things I needed but they will definitely be embarrassing for him.

"Yeah, can you get me some sparkling water," I start.

"Sparkling water " he mumbles under his breath while writing it on the sheet of paper.

"A pair of fuzzy socks" 

"Fuzzy socks" he mumbles once again, jotting it on the paper.

"And some tampons"

"Tamp-" he stops right there, eyes widened, and pencil frozen on the paper.

I can't help but burst into laughter. "A girl has her needs."

"Oh boy, this one is going to be great" he says sarcastically.

He leans in to kiss me on the cheek and gets up to leave. He walks through the door shouting goodbye.

"Have fun!" I giggle.


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Clay POV

I walk out of my car, shutting the door and making sure to lock in. I was at the store frankly not wanting to be here at all. Going into the store, I grab a basket and start my journey. First I get all of the food that I am going to be cooking with. After getting all of that situated. 

I travel over to the women's department and get her fuzzy socks that she wanted, I pick one with a design on it. Damn my fashion taste is always on point. 

Right next to clothing was the place I dreaded most, feminine products. I take a big breath in and man up. I look around the isle and spot the tampons. "Are men even allowed here?" I ask myself. I brush off that thought.

I arrive to the tampon section. This should be easy, just grab a package of them and leave. Little did I know.. there were sizes or letters? I really didn't understand.

"What the fuck does this mean?" I think, picking up one that said, 'S'.

I mean I should know what size she is at least, for heavens sake I've seen her vagina real up close and personal. I grab one that said 'R' which probably meant 'Right'. Wow I'm actually so smart.

I place in the basket covering it up with the other items. I make my way to the register and place my items down. I avoid eye contact with the the cashier at all costs. In the corner of my eye, I see a little snicker escape from their mouth when scanning the tampons. My face turns all different shades of red.

"You try having a girlfriend" I scoff in my head.

I pay for everything, not making any conversation with the cashier. I grab the bags and quickly, I mean QUICKLY get out of the store.


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"I'm home" I blurt out. I walk over to the counter to place down the groceries and her necessities. 

"Back so soon?" I hear her say, oddly close by. I turn around and see her standing behind my back. 

"You really shouldn't be walking" I say worried.

"I'm fine, it only hurts when pressure is applied to it. Which also means no hugs" She says making a pouty face. 

I roll my eyes from her not resting and hand her the tampons.

"Wow you actually got the right ones, thanks" She smiles cupping her hands on my face. I hold her hand in mine and lean in to kiss.

 Our little moment is interrupted when someone calls on her phone.

"I'll get it for you, you should go sit and rest." 

I walk over to the bedroom and grab her phone that was laying on the bed. I didn't check to see who it was, so I just answer.

"Hello?" 

"Who is this?" A man asks.

"I'm y/n's boyfriend. Now who is this?"

"Her father." They answer back.

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