✨It Doesn't Even Matter✨

La Nostra Vacanza Italiana

Positano, Italy 🇮🇹
We just got into our hotel room and Mama and Daddy were telling us our sleeping arrangements for the next month.
"Okay, Amaya and Allison you guys have these bunk beds. Andrew and August you guys have these ones." It was 6pm Italian time and I was a bit tired.
"Mama, I'm hungry. What are we eating?"
"We're gonna go eat in a bit Andrew. After we shower."
"I'm going first." I said kind of quietly.
"Okay, and when you're done I wanna speak with you."
"Sure."
"Somebody's in trouble." I rolled my eyes and went to go shower. It was soothing to me and the water was really nice and warm. I washed my face and got out. I slid on my romper and slides and went to where my Mother was.
"Peter, give us a minute."
"Of course." I sat next to her quietly and I looked out the window.
"Honey, you're not in any trouble. I just wanted to talk to you about something."
"What?"
"When I was doing the laundry the other day I realized-"
"Stop." I put my hand over my ears and my face got red.
"Allie, it's completely normal to have discharge. It means that your v-"
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"We have to honey."
"Allie, you're becoming a woman and there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Discharge is normal and you didn't have to hide it from me."
"But I didn't know what to do. And it was making me uncomfortable and I didn't want to talk about it." She gave me a hug and she held my hand.
"Honey, it's okay. Do you know what this means?"
"No. I don't."
"Okay, so basically this means that your body is cleaning itself. Completely normal once again, and it also means that you're going to get your period in maybe a year or two."
"Wow."
"You're getting really big...And, before you go I need to show you how to use a liner." I raised an eyebrow and she dragged me into the bathroom.
"This is abuse!" I joked.
"Stop being dramatic and pay attention to what I'm showing you." She smiled and I watched as she gave me the instructions.
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Zass Restaurant (Mariska's Perspective)
"So Allison, How was your trip with Chris?"
"It was good Mama."
"What did you guys do?"
"We'd hike and stuff like that. Go out to dinner, talk."
"About what?"
"Don't worry about it." I kept eating and watched as my daughter stopped eating.
"Want more?"
"No thank you." She stared at me before scratching her elbow quietly.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah." I looked down at my daughter's phone and read.
Josh: Did you arrive safe?
Me: I sure did.
"Allison. No phones at the dinner table."
"Sorry." She then whispered in my ear and I nodded.
"I have some Advil. One second babe." She took them happily and tried to eat. I've been getting more and more concerned because Allison has been having these "pains" for over a  year and she still hasn't had her period. I've talked to Peter about taking her to the doctor and I feel like we've been holding off for too long.
"Are you okay honey?" She didn't answer and I looked at Peter. We talked to our kids about our plans for this trip and they seemed mostly excited.
"And tomorrow we're going to go on a boat for the day. How does that sound guys?"
"It sounds good."
"We're going to swim too Mama?"
"Mhm, and we're going to eat lunch on the boat." Allison looked around and we started to wrap up dinner.
"Can we get ice cream?" Amaya asked quietly.
"Maybe tomorrow, we're going to start getting ready for bed right now."
"I am a little bit tired to be honest."
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The Beach (Allison's Perspective)
"Why don't you go swim Allie?"
"Maybe because I don't want to. Leave me alone Andrew!"
"You're so rude. I'm going to go tell Mama."
"Go ahead, I don't care." He walked away and went to go tattle like the tattletale he is. Daddy started walking over to me and I put my sunglasses down.
"Allison Hermann." He said sternly. I didn't reply and he took the sunglasses off of my face.
"What do you want from me?"
"Don't talk to me like that young lady."
"You're annoying me! Why won't you just leave me alone?!" I stormed off with my phone and  went to the other side of the beach.
"I hate all of you!"
"Allie, What is going on?" Mama said. She grabbed me by the arm and turned me around.
"Let go of me."
"No, I'm not. You've been acting so disrespectful today. Are you having cramps again?" I looked at her and didn't reply. Did I really have to answer that?
"Allie?"
"No, I didn't Mom. And yes, yes I am. Duh, I am."
"That attitude isn't needed though."
"Because you're asking me dumb questions and you're not helping! I just want a heating pad and to be left alone. The cramping is terrible right now and I'm tired of it. It's just been happening over and over again and I didn't even start yet."
"How about we go back on the boat, and I'll get you a heating pad. Come on." I got back on the boat with my phone and other things in tow and went to go lie down on a couch. I rested the heating pad around my stomach and closed my eyes.
"All you had to do was ask Allie. Not terrorize the whole family!"
"Sorry, Sorry." I looked at my phone and put it down. I wished we were back home to be honest. I didn't want to be in Italy anymore, my body wasn't letting me have a good time at all. And everyone hates me and I hate them back.
"Allison, get up!" Amaya yelled.
"What?!"
"You're taking up the whole couch, it isn't just for you crybaby." And then there's Amaya. She's just as sour. Possibly even worse. So we're arguing a lot.
"Girls, cut it out."
"Allison keeps staring at me. I don't know why she's doing that." Then I completely lost it! I pushed her and she kicked me back and we just started fist fighting like crazy. Daddy had to pull us apart.
"What in the world is going on?!"
"I just can't believe this! Allison, you go over there. Amaya, go over there."
"She kicked my stomach!" I yelled.
"Stop it! Cut it out girls!" He sat me back down and he started to yell at us. He took my phone and I just watched as he kept yelling.
"Was that in any way acceptable?!"
"I'm speaking to you Allison Hermann!"
"Okay, you know what? Both of you are staying at the resort tomorrow."
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The Resort (Amaya's Perspective)
I hate my sister right now. She literally pushed me for no reason. Only reason I didn't deck her was because Daddy was there.
"Stop looking at me."
"No ones even looking at you."
"Cut it out. I want to hear what happened." Daddy said.
"I'm not telling you anything." I said.
"Amaya Josephine, What has gotten into you?" He scolded me and I sunk my head.
"I didn't raise you to be that way. I can't believe you just spoke to me like that." My sister looked around and then my dad went to her.
"Allison, What happened?"
"She was annoying me."
"That's very vague." We both kind of just stared at him because he wouldn't just shut up.
"Alright, how about this since you two aren't taking this seriously. You guys will not participate in anything until both of you speak on what happened yesterday. Verstehen?!" Daddy said the last bit in German. That means "understand". We both got it but no one wanted to talk, at all.