Wild Space

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I woke up with a massive headache this morning.

Trust me; it was not a great feeling to wake up to. I don't usually get such headaches but once I get one, it just eats me inside out. Feeling, so broken, I sat there on my bed, looking out through the window, loving the feel of my long hair tickling my exposed arms. The exuberant sun danced through the lacy curtains into my room and I couldn't be gloomier than that. Why does everything have to be easy and happy?

The contents of the letter still pecked on my brain like a happy sparrow who found a hole full of worms. That just made me groan in pain; it really feels like elephants are dancing on my head. Angrily, I push away my warm cold blankets and forced myself to come out from the cozy bed. And just my day, I am blessed with periods. Damn! Sometimes, I really wish I wasn't a girl. Now, don't argue with me. I just mean what I say and that's that. You don't have to give me a theory and concussion.

I walked to the bathroom and searched for that cabinet under the sink to take out my medicine pills; only to find underneath the sink... empty. I got up slightly jumpily which excited the elephants in my head. I quickly changed my clothes and had a cold, cold shower in the cold morning and walked out like a queen owning the place butt naked. If someone was on the other side of the window, I assure you it was a sight to see.

Taking out some comfy clothes, I realized I haven't packed any tampons or anything as such with me forgetting that I was a girl, indeed! Just my lucky day! Adjusting myself in loose pants, in a let's say... very unlikely fashion, I walked out of the room, to the door, not bothering to eat anything. Pete was still rolled up in the couch but Seb was nowhere to be seen. And I didn't go in search of that hunk. I threw on a hoodie and walked out of the door.

Walking through the nearly empty streets just made my muscles cry out to me to have a run. But, before that, I have to do something about my damn luck. I have seen a store nearby and hopefully, they are open. Before I walked out, I did manage to grab some money from the jar kept on the cabinet near to the door where Pete keeps his varieties of shoes. Thus, marching into the store, the old man behind the counter had a shock to hear the bell jingle wildly and in walked a hooded figure.

"I have just opened, please... I don't have any money."

I rolled my eyes at the white head man and went in search of my lovers. Finding them, I grabbed few chocolates and protein bars and walked to the old man.

Seeing me set the things out for him, he chuckled and nervously scratched his nearly bald white head.

"I am sorry." He said. I replied nothing.

He checked the chocolates and then took the box of tampons. He chuckled again.

"No wonder why you marched in like a mad rush zombie."

"Just pack it up," I replied.

"Just like my Nayla." He said with a laugh.

"Do you want me to shut your mouth?" I asked nearly grabbing the old man. I am seriously on the wrong track today. That reminded me of the pills I need and again went in search of them. I found some substitutes and returned to the man.

"I am sorry, dear. You just reminded me of my youngest of the six daughters Nayla. She was exactly like you; jumpy on her red day!"

That just made me burst out laughing. I literally laughed so hard that I nearly pee my pants. Wow! I am so high today.

"Glad I could make you laugh." He said, giving me the paper bag.

I charged him some extra and walked out saying nothing.