Truly Yours

Chapter Ten

It's now December 4th and unfortunately, I've had my monthly friend, it hurt worse than ever before though.

I woke up in the morning with a sharp pain, I couldn't even move.

I had tears forming in my eyes and I couldn't help but curl into a ball.

I needed a heating pack, quick.

I was already wearing a pad because I usually do 3 days before an expected period.

I keep track.

"Michael!" I scream out, but no answer.

I checked the time on the alarm clock next to my bed, It was only 5 in the morning.

I got up slowly and made my way to Michael's room, I had to stop a few times to take deep breaths.

Once I got to Michael's door, I collapsed onto the ground.

These period cramps were worse than before...

I start banging on Michael's door with tears in my eyes and after a few bangs, Michael opens the door rubbing his eyes.

"What the hell, Kayla?" Michael questioned as he looked down at me.

"I need a heating pack.." I say and Michael seen the tears in my eyes.

"What is going on?" Michael questioned as he bent down and grabbed me by my arms to lift me up but I was in so much pain.

"Gentle with me!" I say in pain and he picks me up.

Michael lays me down in his bed and all I could do was curl up into a ball.

"What is the matter? Why do you need a heating pack?" Michael questions.

"I'm having sharp pain.." I say and he raises an eyebrow. "I'm on my period, isn't it obvious?!" I say lashing out at him as he rolled his eyes.

"Okay, girl. I'll get you a heating pack. I'll be right back." Michael says and walks out.

After about a few minutes, maybe like 4 minutes but it felt like forever, Michael came back with a heating pack.

Michael walked over to me and sat on the bed.

"Where do you want it?" Michael questions and I point at my lower belly area in pain.

"Well, these pants are not even bed time pants, if you want to be comfortable, take them off." Michael says and I raise an eyebrow.

"And how would you know?" I questioned feeling annoyed.

"Did you forget that I have sisters?" Michael questions and rolls his eyes.

"I can't move a muscle, Jackson!" I say as he signals me to take off my pants.

"Gosh, Kayla." Michael says rolling his eyes.

Michael takes off my pants and then lifts up my shirt and placed the heating pack on my lower belly.

It started to feel so much better, I almost cried more because of how much pain was released off of me.

"Better?" Michael questions and I nod my head. "It's 5:14. I'm going to bed for another 2 hours." Michael says and I nod my head as I move to the right of the bed and he lays into bed with me and covers himself up.

Michael shuts off his light and I couldn't help but feel bad about last night..

I did him so dirty to make him feel jealous. 

But instead of jealousy, he was just saddened.

Which is understandable..

I crawled over closer to Michael and I sat up to whisper in his ear.

"I'm so sorry.." I whisper and he turns around.

"Are you really sorry?" Michael questions sounding annoyed that I'm even bringing it up.

"Yes." I say and he rolls his eyes.

"Please don't hate me again... I didn't mean to do what I did.. I did it to make you jealous... But now I know that I just hurt you instead.. I'm sorry." I say and Michael takes a deep breath.

"I'm not hurt, I'm not jealous. Matter of fact, I just can't believe you have that much of low self respect that you'd even do that in the first place. You claim you are a changed person, meanwhile you're doing exactly what you did to random men when you'd strip for them, and I know you say you're not a stripper, but you sure acted like one!" Michael says angrily.

I was left speechless.

"Why do you always bring up the past..." I say trying not to tear up.

I didn't want to tear up.

But my emotions were everywhere.

"Because Kayla. Honestly, you're acting like the women I seen in strip clubs as a child and I don't appreciate women who have self-disrespect." Michael says and I sigh.

"Damn, Michael... Why are you always so insulting when you're mad... You can really hurt a person, you know." I say feeling absolutely shattered.

"The truth hurts." Michael says and turns around in bed, not facing me.

"I think I should go.." I say and he mumbles something but I couldn't make it out.

I grabbed the heating pack and my pants and I left his room and walked down the hall to my room.

I never felt so hurt before.

I laid in my bed and looked up at the ceiling with the heating pack still on me.

Then I heard knocks at my door.

"Come in.." I say and then I see Michael.

"You forgot this in my room." Michael says as he places my locket on my night stand.

"Okay." I say.

"Make sure you pack up. You're leaving today." Michael says as he walks out.

Right..

I forgot that today is packing day.

I'm going home.

Later that day after packing, I hopped into my limousine and we drove off.

All I needed to pack was my clothes, hair supplies and other stuff.

Michael didn't say a word to me, he was still mad at me.

It was so unlike him to be THIS rude..