Yeah, We Know We're Special! (Akatsuki Fanficion) DISCONTINUED

Chapter Eleven: Game Face

Eliza's POV

Eyes flashing open, I let out a whimper. Sniffing and wiping my tears, I sat up. Irritation made my lip curl as my hands shook from adrenaline. Talk about stupid body functions.

I sighed, willing my eyes to stop shedding needless tears. The dream hadn't even been scary! I felt my chest tighten and let out a small growl, taking some time to notice that there was no one else in the bed with me. I sniffed again, taking in deep breaths as I looked at the clock. It flashed red, but due to my teary eyes, all I saw was a blinking red blob instead of the time.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, I fell back on the bed and cursed everything. I cursed the military. I cured hormones. I cursed Nichole's dad for being so damn friendly. I cursed Nichole even more, just picturing her heartbroken face when she finds out. I had to stuff my face in the pillow for my sob not to be heard. No, she wouldn't find out, not until I was sure she could handle it. Hell, I couldn't even handle it, and it wasn't even my father!

I bit my lip to make it stop quivering and wiped the snot from my nose on the inside of my shirt and letting my tears sink into the pillow. A particularly cold draft caught me off guard as I shifted, making it quite pronounced; I had an excuse for being so moody. Anger flared within me at the feeling of something wet and sticky between my legs, but instead of moving again, I just growled as more frustrated tears leaked from my eyes. It's not like Nichole had any tampons or pads just laying around so that I could change for a new one. Besides, not like I ever had heavy periods anyway, my body was probably just being stupid and instead of the huge amount of crap my body says is already on the pad, it was probably just a little bit of blood and dead egg. My body is such a drama queen...

Controlling myself as much as I could, I wished silently for months with no periods and someone to hug so that I could fall asleep and ignore the feeling of being dirty. Knowing none of those wishes would come true, I settled for a pillow to snuggle with and let myself have another sniff to calm my nerves down.

Not wanting to go to bed, but knowing it would be for the best, I closed my eyes, drifting off faster that I would have thought given the circumstances.

Later That Day

Nichole's POV

"I'm bored."

"Get over it."

"But, I'm bored."

"Get over it."

"I said I was bored."

"Not my problem, Nichole!"

"But, Eliza, you have to at least tell me what to do! I don't want to be bored!"

"Fine, go fuck DeiDei-chan, I'm sure he would like some pussy, you seemed more than willing yesterday." Her green eyes were taunting, daring me to retaliate.

Feeling a sudden rage bubble in me, I lashed out at Eliza, smacking her hard across the face. "Don't say it like I'm a whore! I have self control you know!"

Noticing the rage flare within her as well, she snapped back, "But does he?! You know what men can be like, you know... you.. y... UGH!"

"I know what?" I snapped, standing from the couch. She had long since stood up from her spot and was now pacing, looking ready to kill an entire city. Fear ate at me, telling me to back off and let her cool down. But my pride said otherwise, saying I had every right to speak my mind.

"AIDS... rape.. men... hormones..." She started listing things off, hands running through her hair as she did. Until she stopped in front of me, "I promised your father I would not let anyone, or thing, in your opinion, hurt you. With you doing-starting, stupid - stupid flings like that, how am I supposed to protect you?"