an Everlasting Pursuit

fifty nine

The next ten days passed rather uneventfully. Every day I would wake beside Asra in his room, and have breakfast with him downstairs. The pack gathered at the weekends for meals, and I had to go through the awkwardness of eating first. Then, Asra would disappear after breakfast to go to work and would leave me wandering around the pack house.

Despite Asra's concerns, I went swimming every day. I always had someone with me, whether it was Mya or Piper. I was never alone. Eve was busy with work and once I even hung out with Eliza. It was nice to be around someone with dull senses, but she was always busy with the maids, choosing to help them maintain the hotel-like house.

It was becoming boring, doing the same thing every day. Wake up, eat together, kiss Asra softly before he left, swim, eat, be bored, go for a walk and then fall into bed and wake beside Asra again. He seemed to avoid me, or that was just my paranoia, but I never fell asleep next to him, only ever woke with him there.

So this morning, when I woke to a stomach cramp, it did not surprise me to find him already watching me. He smiled softly at me, his hand trailing down my hair as I pulled myself to sit upright in bed. I don't know why I lived in his room. It kind of just... happened.

"Good morning, Tulip." He greeted.

I grunted in reply. Not up for small talk today. My stomach hurt and I felt nauseous, and all I wanted was to lie back down.

"Not up for talking?" He wondered.

I huffed, shrugging his touch off to stand. "No."

I walked around the bed and into the bathroom, rummaging through the cupboard under the sink. Pulling out a freshly clean cup, thanks to Eve's prep yesterday, I rinsed it before bending over the toilet to insert it. I was glad I was on my period, but the cramps and soreness could piss off. Plus, I needed to wash my pants from last night, the few drops of blood already beginning to stain.

Washing my hands when I was done, I eyed the shower, debating on showering this morning. I really could not be bothered, so chose to just wash my face and privates, and brush my teeth. I would shower later on, my morning too disrupted by aunt flow's arrival to care.

Leaving the bathroom, Asra appeared shocked. "You not showering this morning?"

I shook my head. "Don't feel up to it."

"Are you feeling well?"

"No." I sighed, rummaging through the drawers I now occupied.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

I gave him a look over my shoulder. "You and I both know you can smell it."

He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "I know. I was trying to be polite."

I hovered my attention on his biceps before shaking my head and continuing to look in my drawers. Asra had a boiling water tap in his bathroom and that would do for a hot water bottle. I did not want to go downstairs and face the pack when it felt like my uterus was about to fall out of my ass.

"What are you looking for?" He asked, the floor creaking as he moved closer.

"The damn water bottle." I grunted, throwing a t-shirt in my temper.

He clicked his tongue. "Well, you won't find it in there."

"And why not?" I snapped, glaring at him.

"Because I had it filled whilst you were in the bathroom." He mused, gesturing to the bed.

My hard eyes snapped to the bed and sure enough, the dark blue comfort was staring back at me. I grunted a thanks before crawling back into the bed and wrapping my body around the precious life force. Asra muttered something about my switch of personality, but I promptly ignored him.