chapter fourteen

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Tw- sexual, talks about periods
recommended song- Young by the vacations
happy reading :D
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It's around 2am and Karl is just speeding down the motorway as we blast out music and just laugh. Sometimes i wish i could freeze a moment. Like this is so wholesome. I don't want to loose this memory. Like ever. It's funny to say a couple days ago Karl Jacobs was my #1 enemy and now he's my #1 crush. I'm pretty sure I've only grown feelings for him because he likes me. I've always been attracted to the people who are attracted to me. But i don't want to fall in love with this man. I just can't picture a scenario where me and him would work. We have too much going for us to just drop it all for some stupid love. Fuck love.

'You okay y/n' Karl try's to snap me back into reality

I hum indicating that I was fine

'What you thinking about' He digs at my brain

'Don't know' i obviously lie

'Whatever' he goes back to his bitchy self

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'Y/n' Karl speaks

My eyes flutter open

'Come, put your arm around me' he slips his hand round my waist and brings me to his room

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I feel my cramps devouring my whole body.

Well at least i packed my tampons.

I stand up and feel all the blood that's stuck to me.

Oh shit.

I peel the covers back to see a massive red stain on the bed. Lay next to it. The one and only Karl Jacobs. I just bled. Bled all over Karl's bed. Fucks sake. Well done y/n. You've done it this time.

I leave the bed as it is for now and go to sort myself out.

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After I've changed my tampon and got most the blood of my thong i try and plan my next move.

Like what the fuck do i do in this situation.

Do i clean up the mess and risk waking him up?

Or do i leave it and make him think I've murdered someone?

No easy option here.

I decide to go against both of my plans and just..

'Karl, Karl wake up i need you' i shake him gently

'I bled all over the place' i look into his sleepy eyes

'What do you mean you bled all over the place' he questions my choice of words

'I'm on my period' i point to the large red stain

He grabs my hand and walks into his spare room.

That's it?

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