Doctor Annabelle (GxG)

Part 38

Dr Annabelle

Sometimes I stared at the files in my desk and the thousands of names hidden in them. The different stories patients trusted me with. I look at the lost patients and scream in my head,

"Fuck you mental illness"

It reminded me of my life when I was growing up.

When I was young, my grandmother never bought me clothes. I reached 18 before I ever wore anything new. I watched other kids show off their labels and what was new in fashion all the time. I had no idea how fashion worked. My room was a small closet in the hallway. They threw the clothes they did not want anymore in my room.

Growing up, people laughed at me. There was no shame to admit that it hurt back then. I never knew what being worthy meant. Nobody liked me. By the time I turned 13, my puberty hit. I had breasts and my body molding into something new. I was not stupid, I knew what was happening and I looked out for one thing.

My period.

I had studied everything about menstruation and what was going to be happening. I felt so paranoid to the point I stole a pillow from my cousin and removed the cotton from inside. Every day I stuffed cotton on my entrance to make sure my period would not catch me off guard.

My obsession grew into something ugly. I started stealing everything I could think of to prepare myself like it was a baby coming. I managed to steal pads, tampons, medicine and more cotton. Then the fear turned into waiting. I now wanted it to come so I could know.

My period finally came when I turned 15. Two years of obsessing over it, I was very prepared. I was in school doing other people's homework in exchange of cash when I felt warm inside my underwear. I was very alert and I ran to the bathroom. It was just a drop really but it was finally time.

My period came.

That was the first time I missed school. There was an abandoned house I found in the woods. I got myself there and used the products I had hidden. I stared at the evidence of my period and I couldn't help but smirk. I felt as though I had a baby. And like everyone else, I wanted to share it with someone.

I wrecked my brain to think about a person who would be happy with me and anyone I could talk to about it. My smile slowly faded when the realization hit me,

I was so alone in the world.

When I was 15 years old, my life turned upside down.

And now I was older, lying in bed with two naked women in bed. I still felt so lonely waking up in that situation, my period was here and It had always been the loneliest moments of my life. I could tell that the day was going to be a bad one.

I removed myself from their naked bodies and went to the bathroom to find anything I could use. Angelina's office had everything a human being could ever need. The bedroom also came with a bathroom and a closet. The little fridge in the corner of the room. I decided to take a bath then got comfortable, ready to drive home and come back.

I walked out of the bathroom and found Angelina sitting unlike when I left her dead asleep. She looked at me with a genuine smile. I did my best to give her a fake smile but I lacked the energy to.