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They Help You On Your Period (The Girls)

Sonya(Her P.O.V)
People can be absolute jerks for the most ridiculous reasons. They can be pure scumbags who deserve to be kneed in the gut a thousand times over.

Unfortunately, Y/N didn't want me to do that. She said that I shouldn't get into a fight with a boy twice my size and get suspended from school, even though it would totally be worth it.

She needs my comfort though so at least I can give her that.

"I'm sorry, love,"I apologized, handing her a pad over the stall.

"It's fine, Sonya. It's whatever,"She insisted despite the shakiness in her voice.

He's such a jerk. He embarrassed her in front of everyone for bleeding through instead of being understanding. He should be kicked in the balls, because that douchebag doesn't deserve kids. He deserves pain.

"Well, what do you say we leave for a little bit? We'll go to my home, cuddle in my bed, watch your favorite movies, and eat snacks until you fall asleep?"I suggested.

"I don't want you to get in trouble."

"Don't worry about me. We'll just take care of you right now, okay?"I pushed.

She didn't say anything as she sniffled.

She did open the door though, revealing her puffy face.

"Come here, my love,"I urged, opening my arms for her.

Instantly, she clung to me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders as she cried into my shirt. Running my hand up her back, I slightly rocked her back and forth while stroking her hair.

"He's such a jerk,"She hiccuped out.

"I know he is. I know,"I nodded.

"I hate everything, and everything hurts, and everything sucks,"She cried.

"I know, love. I know,"I promised.

"I wanna go home with you,"She quietly folded.

"Okay, love. Let's go,"I sighed, grabbing her bag as she wrapped my jacket tighter around her waist. Raising my arm, I gestured for her to cling to me. Giving in to that the way she secretly want too, she ducked under my arm and rested her head on my shoulder as I led her out the school and to my car, where I would drive her to her second home to cuddle her until she would fall asleep in my arms.

Harriet(Your P.O.V)
I couldn't sleep. It wasn't that I wasn't tired. I was actually exhausted and could barely keep my eyes open.

My headache won't let me though. Period headaches are a different kind of pain. They're something that would make the devil himself cringe, and I am extremely, shamelessly jealous of the girls who don't get them.

My window was open tonight. If I wasn't going to go to sleep I could at least turn over every now and then to admire the stars. I'm damn sure I've earned it by now.

I had also been texting the only person I could put up with right now, the absolute love of my life, Harriet. Apparently, she was up too, watching a movie. Seeing as she quit responding after I told her about it around ten minutes ago though, I'm pretty sure she fell asleep. Not that I blame her.

Sighing, I turned to face the sky again only for a mysterious figure to come tumbling through the open window. Quickly sitting up, I turned on the lamp by my bedside and went to grab a baseball bag only to recognize the dreads covering her angelic face.

"Harriet?"I asked in disbelief.

"Sorry I took so long. I had to run here so my parents wouldn't hear the garage opening,"She apologized as she sat up.

"What are you doing here? I mean I love that you're here, but what happened?"

What do you mean what happened? You've got a headache so I came over to help,"She answered like it was obvious.

"You didn't have to-"
"Move over,"She instructed, walking over.

Biting the inside of my cheek to contain my giddy grin, I shut the light off before doing so. She tossed her shoes off before crawling in beside me.

Wrapping her arms around my stomach, she gave light kisses to the back of my neck as she hugged me from behind.

Damn. So this is why cloud nine feels like.

Brenda(Your P.O.V)
Taking pain medicine and using a heating pad isn't enough. I need to be drowned in pools of Tylenol and given a bath so hot my skin melts off.

Unfortunately, baths are out of the question right now. I'm bleeding far too much, and honestly, I don't even think I can move. If I get up, I think I'll fall to the ground and just end up with a bunch of bruises.

Obviously, I called out sick to work. I don't care if I "need a doctor's note." At this point, they could fire me for all that matters. Having this bad of a period counts as being sick no matter what anybody says. Besides, my boss is literally a guy so what does he possibly know about this? That's right. Jack shit.

Brenda was logical though. She knows that when I get off, I'm going to need to make money. She also knows that I can't get another strike for missing work "without an excuse." Ugh. Men. It's so obvious why Brenda's a lesbian.

She used to use Jorge's signature when she would get detention. She would also fake field trip forms so she knew a few things about forgery.

That meant as I stayed in her bed, under all her blankets, wishing for death, she was at her desk making me my own doctor's note.

I love this girl. She's my perfect rebel who can no wrong. Even on my period, I know that so it has to be true.

Teresa Agnes(Her P.O.V)
My Y/N truly is a wonderful soul with the greatest heart. She's also basically the smartest person I know and usually faces her problems head on to get them over with.

At the same time, she's still human which means she'll sometimes procrastinate and has her own bad habits.

"I'm still hungry. I'm never going to be full again,"She groaned before eating the last bite of her ice cream.

"You're not full because you need meat. You're still losing blood so your iron deficiency is probably a little off,"I reminded her from the kitchen.

"I don't wanna make meat,"She argued, flopping on her side and holding her stomach right as the microwave went off.

Grabbing the water bottle with a towel, I wrapped it up before walking over and placing it over her shirt on her stomach. She held it with both her hands as her eyes shut.

"I know, but I already ordered it for you. It should be here soon,"I assured her, gently stroking her hair before sitting at her feet.

"Really?"

"Really,"I promised, lightly rubbing the side of her legs.

"I love you, Tess,"She smiled before wincing. I couldn't help but frown at the fact that she was in pain.

"I love you too, Y/N. For now, just hang tight. Okay?"

Weakly nodding, she tightly shut her eyes again as she kept holding her abdomen.

"It's okay. You'll feel better soon,"I promised.

"But I feel like I'm dying."

"I know, sweetheart. I know, but just hang tight. Give it five minutes,"I told her, starting to lightly use my nails on her bare skin.

It sucks that she's hurting, and I wish I could take it away.

Since I can't, I'll make sure to be by her side every second that I can, taking care of her the best that I'm able.