A/N- This chapter is embarrassingly badly written, please bare with me, I wrote this about a year ago so my skills weren't so good, the same goes for many of the chapters circulating this one...I do apologise! Gosh I feel the need to hide...
After cleaning up the broken glass, I made my way downstairs back into the kitchen. "Hey are you okay? What was that noise?" Emma asked while she put more cookies in the oven. After she did that she was sugar coating some of the fresh ones that just came out, man I wanted some right now. "Oh just a bit on an accident." I said with a smile. I made my way to the island and grab a cookie but Emma said. "Hey, Bella's been in the bathroom for a while..." I dropped the cookie and sigh. "You're right." I said as she gave me a worried look. "I'll go and check on her." I said. Sorry cookies, you'll find your way to my mouth soon enough. I walked to the main bathroom and knocked on the door. "Bella honey, are you alright?" I asked.
"Um...yeah." I heard from behind the door. "What's wrong?" I asked. The door unlocked and she opened it. I saw her pants on the ground and her in underwear with blood running down her legs. "I think I just got my period." She said sheepishly. "Sorry I kinda made a mess I...panicked." She said. "Come on." I said as I chucked her a towel. She wrapped it around her waist and I silently brought her upstairs to my room. "What happened to your mirror?" She asked. "Long story." I said as I waved my hand. "Go wash off and I'll help you when you're done." I said as I pushed her into my bathroom. She closed the door and I couldn't help but smile at how cute she was. I'm going to have to teach her how to use pads and tampons. My phone started to ring and I picked it up without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello?" I answered. "Hi bestie, Merry Christmas!" I heard Rachel scream from the other line. "Oh hey Rachel, Merry Christmas to you too! How are you?" I asked. We haven't talked for the past couple of days, I miss her like crazy. "Oh my god it's early over here and I just arrived at my parent's house, everything is hectic and I'm trying to fix everything that's gone wrong, I've got a massive migraine." She said. I laughed, I can picture her running her hand down her face in frustration as we speak. "You'll survive, you always have." I said. "Yeah but this year I'm not feeling so lucky." She said, making me chuckle. "Tell your family I said Merry Christmas, I gotta go but I'll talk to you later." I said. "Sure, but why do you have to go?" She asked. "I got a girl who's just got her period waiting for me in my bathroom, I'm kind of occupied." I said with a smile. "Don't scar the poor thing with your dirty mind!" Rachel said, making me laugh. "Bye babe, I'll talk to you later, muah." I gave the phone a big kiss. "Merry Christmas, to you and to Jason too, love ya!" She said before hanging up.
A few seconds later Bella emerged from the bathroom with a towel around her waist. "Come here." I said as I took her wrist. I pulled her into my walk in wardrobe and opened the draw I keep all my pads, tampons, panty liners, punani spray, all that shit I need when I get my period. You can say that I'm prepared for the 'monthly seven days of hell' as I like to call it. Speaking of my time of the month I haven't gotten mine yet, it's been a while. Maybe it's just the birth control pills changing my cycle, yeah that's probably it. "I think you'll be better off using pads." I told her as I handed her a pad. "Later, just ask your sister for some more when you need it." I said as I put a hand on her shoulder. "Thanks...I um... I need some-" "Underwear?" I asked with a smirk. She blushed and nodded.
"Just open that draw there and get yourself a new pair." I said as I pointed to the draw. She smiled and I gasped when she opened my dirty underwear draw, the draw that was full of thongs, sexy lingerie, crotch-less panties and more, way more than a 15 year old should be seeing. "No not that draw!" I said nervously as I quickly shut it. "This draw." I said as I opened it and pulled out a new pair of normal underwear, man I haven't worn normal underwear in a while. I've grown comfortable to wearing thongs and crotch-less panties now because of Jason. "Thank you." She said as she took it from my hand. I leave her to herself and she calls me back in moments later. "Um... I need-" "Pants?" I asked. She blushed again and nodded. "What kind of pants do you want?" I asked. "Tights are fine, I can change when I leave." She said. "Oh, they're folded in that draw." I said as I pointed to the bottom draw. "Wrong draw!" I scream nervously. She opened the wrong draw again, and that draw had an endless supply of different types of condoms, lube and lotions in it. Jason just told me to keep it here, even though we barley use any of it. I think I just destroyed her innocence, thank you so much Jason.
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