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Sixteen...

♤Why should I apologise for the monster I've become? No one ever apologized for making me this way ♤

It was Thanksgiving morning. Alora groaned awake and sat up, she stood up and with a soft cry laid back down. She saw the deep red stain in the sheets. She had a deep feeling she shouldn't have used white sheets. Urgh.

A knock on her door pulled her from her thoughts and she she flushed red immediately. Damn it

The door was opened before she could say, 'stay out' she sat put, alarmed. A sleepy Caspian walked into her room and she couldn't deny, seeing him in a tank top, Pajama bottoms, tousled hair and bare feet awakened feelings in her she hadn't felt in a long while, desire.

She internally groaned, damn hormones. She probably needed to get laid. Now she thought her boss was hot.   She must be going bat shit crazy, even her thoughts were betraying her.

"What do you want?" She snapped at him and he blinked, once, twice, thrice. Alora sighed, sleepy people were so annoying, like dude, she just woke up too. She cleared her throat and he yawned and finally looked like full of life.

"Uh, Good morning. Bella said to tell you that she needs your help, she's pretty much glued to her bed for some reason" Na ah, there was no way Alora was getting up from her bed too. Not while this dude was here anyway.

"Why would she glue herself to her bed? And why can't you help her?" Caspian face palmed, she flushed red. She must have said something wrong.

"Not glued, literally Lora, she doesn't want to get up from her damn bed. Just go help her out"

"With?"

"You tell me" with that he left.  Alora saw the tattoo, a very hot design that laid on his left upper arm. She sighed and ran to the door, licking it with a soft click, then she ran into the bathroom.

She brushed her teeth, took her bath and changed. Then she packed her sheets and night gown to the laundry room, she'd be washing these herself. She suddenly let out a soft cry when she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it" she always had serious cramps about 90% of her periods. She hoped not to this period, but clearly, mother nature still had a beef with her.

Ignoring the pain, while it could still be ignored, she continued her journey and then loaded the washer. She then remembered Arabella and walked to her room. She found the two siblings in another probably pointless argument. Arabella was still 'glued to her bed', as Caspian as put it.

"...It's girl problems! Totally none of your business!"

"If it's your business, it's mine too!"

"No Cas, that's not how things work"

"Okay. Just get up from the damn bed and-" Alora let out a short cry of pain. She held her stomach tight. The pain shot through her abdomen, sharper than the first and took her by surprise." They both turned to look at her, noticing her for the first time since she walked into the room.

In an instant, Arabella was off the bed and by Alora's side.

"What's wrong?" Alora shut her eyes tight, why on earth do girl's go through this stuff?! There has to be another way to punish us of our sins!

It didn't take long for Bella to realise. Because Alora just stayed frozen to the ground, her hands wrapped tight around her stomach. Caspian wasn't even looking their way. His widened eyes were now glued to the large deep red stain on the bed and his face was a deeper shade.

Alora suddenly felt a bit relieved. So she stood up.

"I-I'm fine. Just came to check up on you, but apparently you're good." She turned to leave, then stopped. "Oh, um, happy Thanksgiving" she said and rushed to her room.

"You see Cas! You made me forget today was Thanksgiving. Cas? Cas! Are you-" she turned to see him red faced and still staring at the stain. She went red too. "Damn it. Forgot all about that" she sighed. "See? This is why I didn't want to get up. Now, since you know already. Can you please send Sasha to get me tampons"

"Tampons?" He questioned. She grinned.

"Ah, I successfully kept all these to myself all these years. But still, bro, you're what? Twenty five? You don't know what tampons are? Really? I must say, I'm kinda disappointed little bro" She went on her tip toes and ruffled his hair. He swatted her hand away.

"If course I know what a tampon is, what do you take me for?" He grumbled and left the room. Arabella smiled. He didn't know what it was.

She looked down at the mess she had made on herself and her bed. Maybe going to bed commando wasn't the best idea as a lady. But she was comfortable that way. And now she was horny. Damn, she needed to get laid. But she didn't do that shit when she was on her period, because one thing she feared was unexpected pregnancy. Won't even do good on her career.

She removed her sheets. Put them in the laundry basket.

"Sorry sasha" she said to the thin air as she dropped them, then she went to wash up. By the time she got out, she saw the tampons on her bed. She smiled when she saw the empty laundry basket. She knew there was  o way in hell, Caspian was coming back to her room.

Got dressed and went to meet her bestie.

Alora tossed and turned on the bed. She felt extremely uncomfortable and she was in pain, severe pain. And she didn't take drugs for her menstrual pain, she feared she'd get addicted.

So she just planned to stay in bed for the entire day.

"Happy Thanksgiving to me" she mumbled and sunk even deeper into her sheets.

A knock on her door had her groaning.

"Who is it?" The door opened, revealing Arabella. She walked in, gracefully and sat on her bed.

"So, you're having cramps, aren't you?" Alora didn't reply. Bella sighed. "Happens. Just don't cry, okay?" Alora gave her a blank look. Bella laughed.

"You know, my

"Unfortunately, there's a party scheduled for tonight and I cannot cancel because lots of high status people are coming. The paps and all. This party has been anticipated since the beginning of the year, because according to the media, we throw the best parties.The way most families come together for thanksgiving dinners, we bring together the families who have no such time for that which as you should know well, are most of the elites. This is their way of celebrating. Here, with us" Alora groaned. She almost forgot that the status of the people she was living with. Urgh.

"Can I like book at hotel or something? You know, somewhere far away from here? Or just go back home? Why didn't you even tell me about it first? I hate parties and now, I'm having menstrual pain, how am I supposed to survive this night?" Arabella stood up and walked to her closet.

"It's just one night Alora. And I have to try my best not to have sex. Damn my period, happens almost every Thanksgiving." She started searching Alora's clothes.

"Uh, what are you doing?" Alora felt dizzy, she really needed to sleep.

"Checking if you have something to wear to the ball. Uh, why are all your clothes so long. I mean, your closet doesn't say 'I hate slutty' it says, 'I am a nun' Really girl, what is going on?" Alora gulped and looked away. She didn't want her scars showing, that was why she made sure to cover up all the time.

"I think you should leave" was all she could say.

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