Arabella Anastasi is just a girl, with a dark past. She wore a mask and hood at school (although, she hardly showed up) to avoid people and questions, she went by a fake name too. Her mafia involvement wasn't a big help either, her secret could be a...
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"Didn't... didn't you just get your period last month?", I asked, seeing as I'm very confused, it's literally September first, and what a great ass way to start my month.
"Yeah I did, you see, periods are kind of a monthly thing.", Arabella said, irritatedly.
"I thought you get them yearly!", I said, then started rubbing my temples.
Imagine pissing blood every fucking month, that's so painful...
"It's not pissing blood dumbass.", Arabella responded.
I must've said that last part out loud, whoops.
"Well then what is it?", I asked.
"I'm not about to give you health class on periods right now, fuck off.", She said as she pulled me into a hug.
"Two minutes ago, you slapped me!", I said into her chest.
"Two minutes ago, I was in a bad mood."
"And?", I inquired.
"And now I'm in not as bad a mood as I was."
"Can.. can I go get some water, my head hurts.", I said.
She let go of me and then I got up from the bed and went downstairs to get water, and believe me, I'm taking my time.
I pressed call on Ryder's contact, he knows how to deal with this shit.
He answered after the second time I called.
"Zade this should be good because you literally called me thirty minutes ago—"
"No, I need help.", I whisper shouted, cutting him off.
"With what?"
"My girlfriends on her period, man.", I said with a straight ass face.
"Did- did Esperanza not lecture you about what to do when that happens? Or am I tripping?", Ryder asks dumbfounded.
"That happened almost two years ago, I need advice now, not outdated advice that I have to recall.", I said, talking fast.
"Well, what's your situation?", He asked like a police dude.
"You're acting like a 9-1-1 dispatcher, which is funny because in third grade you wanted to be chief police for some reason..", I started and then trailed off into memories.
"Zade, not the topic.", He said, bringing me out of my zone.
"What's the topic? Oh right, so what do I do?"
"You didn't tell me what's happening yet smartass.", He sassed.
"Sorry, okay anyways she's being very bipolar and irritated at me, and then she gave me a hug which is weird for even her.", I rambled.
