"So basically... You have to have sex... In order to get better?"-Tessa
I was finally getting out of the hospital. But the doctor wanted to talk to me about something. I was kind of nervous about what he had to say, but I hoped it was good news.
"Hey ms. Grace. How are you doing?" He says coming into the room.
"Better." I admit.
"Good... Well I've come up with a solution. But I want you to really think about this okay?"
"O-okay."
"So... We looked at your condition, and we found that you've been losing a lot of blood since you started your period at the age of... Thirteen right?"
"Right."
"Well... You're eighteen now. And you've been losing large amounts of blood for five years. And that's very dangerous. So... We need to give you a DNC."
"B-but... I'm a virgin?"
"That's the thing sweetie... We need you to... Lose your virginity."
My eyes widen. "W-wait. What?"
"I know this is a big step for you. But in order for you to get this bleeding under control, we need to give you a DNC."
This was not how I planned to lose my virginity.
"So basically you have to have sex... in order to get better?" Tessa says clearing her throat.
"Yeah. Basically." I say unlocking the door to my house.
"Where's your mom?" Tessa asks.
"She had a business trip. So... She couldn't pick me up." I mumble.
"Oh... So who's your date to prom?" Tessa ask plopping down on my bed.
"I-I haven't decided if I wanted a date yet." I murmur.
"What?! Journey you have like a month left." She exclaims.
"I know! I just- I've had to much on my plate don't you think?"
She bites her lip. "Yeah. Sorry."
"It's okay. I'll find a date." I reassure her.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Could you get that for me?" I ask changing my shirt.
"Sure. I'm headed out anyway." She says.
"Okay. Text me later." I say as she heads out.
I slowly change into some sweats. Although my period was gone, I was still tired and sore. And now that my doctor
"Wow..." A voice breathes behind me.
I jump turning to see Jason standing in my door frame.
"Uh... H-hi." I stammer.
"Hi..." He smirks, looking at me up and down, biting his lip.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" I stammer, turning back to my dresser.
"I... I didn't realize how curvy you were." He says.
Ugh. Why is he doing this?
"Yeah. Well..." I trail off getting into my bed.
"You okay?" He asks sitting beside me.
"Yeah. Just got a lot to consider." I say.
"Like what?" He asks.
"Um... The doctor says I need to have the operation..."
