Lost Love || Book 1 || Sylus x Reader || LADS Fanfiction

57. Period

"Are you ready?" Sylus asks with a concerned look on his face. As I slightly nod, Sylus hand reaches out to touch my forehead, and I feel the familiar pull that draws me into another memory of back then.

Young Kitty's Perspective

This time feels different. I am back in my body as a teenager, seeing and feeling the memory from a first-person perspective. I am back in the room of the laboratory, sitting on my bed with my legs crossed, paper and pen in my hands as I scribble. But I notice that something feels off. My body feels weird. I am irritated and my stomach hurts. I don't know what's going on with my body and I am really nervous for some unknown reason. I glace up at Sylus bed.

Sylus lies casually on his bed, his arms behind his head, his eyes are closed as he listens to some music over his headphones, his feet tap to the beat as he clearly is lost in thoughts. It seems to be rock music, with the faint sounds that wave through the room to my ear. The music continues to blast from the headphones, drowning out all other sounds and distracting him from the outside. He is completely lost in his own world, his thoughts consuming him completely. Sylus looks incredibly hot, and I must lower my gaze, a faint blush crossing my face, my heartbeat increasing.

A rush of relief runs through my body, that he does not pay any attention to me at all, and he leaves me alone today. Several months ago, he became such a jerk, constantly mocking me with his cocky behavior, getting on my nerves. It seems we can't talk normally anymore. I scribble on my paper, Sylus with an evil grin, Sylus with his horns, Sylus with his mocking grin.

Suddenly, I feel something wet and warm seeping into my panties and my stomach clench. Oh no, please no. I jump from the bed to rush to our bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind me, leaning against the closed door. My heart races, my chest moves rapidly with my breath. I have trouble inhaling and exhaling at a normal state.

I walk over to the toilet, opening my pants and sliding them down. There is a thick red stain on my panties. Blood. Fuck my life.

Dr. Zayne told me that someday I will get my period, like any other normal girl. So, I begin to understand, what's happening with me. But no one ever mentioned that it hurts like hell, and that I feel like shit. I wrap my arms around my stomach and start to cry. Besides, I am not prepared for something like this to happen. I have no pads, tampons or other things I would need to take care of this mess. I start to panic, the thought of Sylus mockery at my misery adding to my stress level.

Then I hear a knock on the door and my eyes grow in panic. Shit. I try to muffle my sniffles to avoid that Sylus can hear me cry. "Kitty, are you alright?" His voice is laced with concern. "Go away, Sylus." I manage to say, but my voice is weak. "What's wrong?" He sounds annoyed that I try to get rid of him. "None of your business." I give him the retort with the same amount of annoyance. I can't let him see me like this.

Young Sylus's Perspective

I am jolted out of my thoughts as I hear the bathroom door slamming shut with force over the music drumming in my ears. I open my eyes and look up, raising my eyebrows in confusion. Sitting up in bed, I put my headphones down. Your bed is empty, you are gone. I hop out of my bed and walk over to yours. Paper and pen were carelessly thrown on the bed. I pick up the paper and my eyes widen. You sketched me. What the...? Does my face really look like this? That's not very nice, Kitty. I can't stop grinning.

But then I hear your sobs through the bathroom door and my heart sinks. What's wrong with you? I approach the door and knock softly on the wood. "Kitty, are you alright?" I can't suppress the concern in my voice. "Go away, Sylus." Here we go again. It seems you can't stand my presence anymore.