MY ENDLESS LOVE FOR YOU.

CHAPTER-17

"There's nothing more inspiring than the complexity and beauty of the human heart."

JYOTHIKA

PAST:

I never knew embarrassment could bring the urge to wipe off my existence.

Dramatic but this was exactly what I was feeling at this moment. My head landed behind with a thud on the pillar. I bit my lip to not whimper at the pulse of pain in my abdomen.

I hated I was behaving like a crybaby and was seeking the need to hide in the old games room. Though I wouldn't have even in my worst dreams expected to stain my clothes because I didn't concentrate on the signs of my periods. And I have to sit in my class to complete my test. I don't even remember if I have written anything sensible in my answer sheet.

I slam my hands against my ears to stop the echoes of their laughter during my walk of shame. This has to be the most humiliating day of my life.

Shoving everyone in my way, with tears in my eyes I wore the pad in the bathroom and ran crazily. Until I was out of breath and had unbearable pain in my stomach.

An initial couple of days in my period always feel like continuous punches. Also, I get overly emotional.

I couldn't know for how long I was sitting in the same spot at least the ache was reduced. I have another few months of my intermediate year to spend in this same college. Tears fill my eyes all over again at the thought that I have to face my classmates and everyone who witnessed my humiliating moment.

Hell, which girl at this age couldn't learn to be mindful of their periods? Of course, it's me. Already my tall height was a topic of mockery daily and now I have to gift wrap them another incident.

I was honestly nothing like normal girls. Not physically and not mentally. No sensibility at all.

The slap of shoes on the floor reverberates the silence. I had the hinge of who it could be. Oh shit, not him!

I wrap my hands around my legs and pull them up to my chest. Trying to be as small as possible. If I'm lucky he wouldn't find me. I was not interested to see anyone. Not when I looked like a complete mess. My braid was ruined, and the dried red stains on the back of my white jeans maybe even on the hem of my peach-colored top. Of course, I have to wear light-colored clothes on this day.

From the corner of my eyes, I see the familiar dark blue sports shoes stopping a few steps from me. How did he find me every time, dam it!

"Go away! Leave me alone!" I yell at him. Leading to a series of coughs as my throat feels scratchy due to hours of crying.

A water bottle is placed next to me, I try to stubbornly ignore it. He taps the bottle irritating me until I snatch it. Drinking the water makes me sigh at the relief of my throat and also the discomfort of my belly.

I scowl when instead of leaving, he plops down opposite me. Stubborn mule. I notice him contacting someone. I feel bad about the thought rest of our group must be searching for me around and I switched off my phone too. Seriously, I'm only good at running from everything. Maybe this was the reason why my own family doesn't prioritize me. Someday these four would also get fed up- no, I'm sure I'd be the first one to run away from them.

Even he'd leave me. My words don't hold any conviction in my ears.

"I found her," he informs, getting straight to the point. Pause. "No, pretend to cross this area after thirty minutes. She's glaring at me, so she's fine now. Ask Kavya to relax, I'm here with her,"

The conversation ends. I keep looking at the grey curtains of the long window. Why is it still clean, the room was abandoned for a few months now. My question would be unanswered or maybe I could ask him. Later. He and Azar somehow knew about everything around them.