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tw: date rape drugs

Another weekend, another party. I toss Mia my highlighter stick because she just ran out of hers. She catches it and starts putting it on.

"Damn, wait I love how creamy this one is."

"That's what she said?" I say questioning if that even makes sense.

"I think that works? Maybe?" Mia replies.

"Whatever. Anyway, you're free to use it whenever," I say.

"Thanks, Cami. My older sister would never let me borrow her makeup."

"Hey, well I've never had anyone to share makeup with or even a wardrobe so feel free," I smile. "What top should I wear?" I hold up an orange halter top and a red tube top. Mia's eyes light up in horror. "What? Are they both bad," I laugh.

"No, they're great. Wear the orange, the red is too fancy," she says, now digging through her toiletry bag. "I'll be right back," Mia says as she runs out of the room.

I stand there confused but change into the orange top Mia picked. I continue with the rest of my makeup and once I finish I plop on my bed, waiting for her.

The door opens and I sit up to see a draining version of her. "What happened?"

"I got my period and now I have insane cramps," she says, rummaging through her items, finally pulling out some painkillers.

"Nooo. I just had mine two weeks ago." Mia sits down on the bed clutching her pillow.

"My cramps get so bad. I don't know why I'm not on birth control yet. The painkillers take like an hour and a half to kick in and I can still feel them even after that."

"God, that sucks Mia. We can stay in if you want. Your well-being is my top concern," I say with a bit of humor.

"Ugh, no. I will stay here and scream it out, meaning aggressively punching my uterus and kicking the wall, while you go and enjoy the party. Why don't you ask Nick if he wants to go?" Mia suggests.

"No, I'm staying here with you. Don't worry about it."

"Cami, you're going. Text Nick. If he isn't going, then you can stay."

I roll my eyes, but Mia hands me my phone. I find Nick's name under my texts and ask him if he wants to go to the party Mia and I were planning on going to. Within a few minutes, I get a response saying that he was just about to ask me if I wanted to go with him to another one.

Nick knocks on our door and I open it, smiling at him. "Are you sure you don't want me to stay?" I ask Mia once more.

"Yes," she snaps this time and now I finally get the point.

"Feel better," I wave as I walk out the door with Nick.

"What's wrong with her?" he asks. Could he be that dumb? Mia was snappy, weak, and literally punching her uterus when he was there. It's clear she's on her period.

"The crimson river is flowing," I blankly state.

"What?"

"She's bleeding."

"What? Where?" Wow. Really?

"Never mind, figure it out yourself." At least where I come from, we were thoroughly taught about sexual health.

"I want to know."

"She's on her period. You really couldn't decipher that?" I finally give up.

"Oh, the thing where it makes bitches moody and you can't have sex with them that week," Nick says being completely serious.