That Semester. BTS Fanfic(V)

Hidden part eight.

I am now walking along governor pack road with my vision blackening.

I feel like any moment, I will pass out.

Unable to carry the pain in my abdomen, I curled at the side of the way. Not caring about the gazes people are giving me.

I held tight. I feel like I'm going to die! I feel really cold but I'm sweating so much. My shirt is already soaked with sweat. The cold wind which is coming my way is giving me a little comfort.

I sobbed silently. The pain is really unbearable. I feel like something is scratching my insides.

I held on more. I closed my eyes tightly.

God, please take away this pain.

I prayed a silent prayer. I held my abdomen the more but the pain is not subsiding at all.

I continued to sob silently, I wanted to cry but tears aren't coming out.

I wanted so bad to lie down there but I still know at least how to be embarrassed so I resisted.

I stayed there for 10 minutes which felt like a lifetime. I stood, I sat, I straightened, I bent etc. I did every position I thought will lessen the pain but to no avail. I felt my body become hot but I feel really cold. And now I have a fever.

I curled again then whined.

If only I didn't want to have a child, I would have gone to cut off my ovaries.

I always wish that instead of having a period monthly, why not yearly? I always suffer from this dysmenorrhea monthly!

I started taking in medicine before the pain becomes more unbearable and it's effective. So long as you ate something. I've always been prepared when I know that my period is 2-4 days from now.

I always carry a pain killer with me and an extra pad but today is really an exception. I never really expected this.

I take absences just because of this. It is the only reason I don't attend school once in a while.

It's really unfair how others feel no pain at all during their period. Others feel discomfort also but they can still carry it. Mine is just really different. Whenever I feel it, I always feel like i'm dying.

I am still holding on to my stomach when someone placed a hand on my shoulder. I heard him/her ask me but I wasn't able to understand. I'm too focused on how to take away the pain.

I felt myself feeling nauseous so I turned my back and waited .

BWAAK!!

I threw up. I still wasn't able to feel comfortable when another one came up.

I feel really weak and tired. I want to sleep badly but this discomfort is keeping me from doing so. The bitter taste is still in my mouth.

I heard that person say something again but I wasn't able to understand. I just felt myself being lifted off the ground.

So he's a guy.

He carried me bridal style. Even if I wanted to see who the person is, I just kept my eyes shut.

I clutched at his chest when I felt the pain become more intense. I whined and whined. It's too late to think how embarassing that is but at this moment, Who Cares!
I just wanted to sleep and lie down right now.