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Chapter 8: A Different Set of Clothes. (2000+) (Friday+Saturday)

I ran to a random door I saw and thank goodness it was the bathroom. I bolted in and spun around.
Oh Mi Lard.

I grabbed tissue and soap and anything that looked like it could help my horrible state. I quickly realised that I needed a new underwear and a new pants and a pad. Everything I was holding dropped out of my hand as I began to sob. I jumped in the shower so I wouldn't get anything on the tiled floors.

I didn't know what to do. I couldn't take off my pants. I fell to the shower floor and tears began rushing to my eyes. I cried silently and incessantly when I heard a knock on the door.

"Are you okay?" Caleb asked outside.

"Uggggggghhhhh!" I bellowed a sob and cried harder.

"Mackenzie." I heard him say in a comforting voice but you could still hear the laugh in it which made me wheeze even more.

"Leave me alone." I cried to the door.

"You want me to get you something? In the supermarket?" He hid a laugh not so well.

"PADS!!!!" I yelled through a horrific sounding cry.

"I'll be back." He said leaving and walking off when I heard keys jingle and the front door unlock and close.

I sobbed as I keep thinking over and re-thinking my situation and every time I realized I couldn't do anything but wait and leak more I cried.

Why??? Why in front of him? Why now?

I know I never really prayed God and we aren't really the closest but am I that horrible?

I felt mortified and so naturally, yes, I cried for twenty minutes. Okay, maybe only ten minutes; the next ten was kinda like a dilapidated whale cry.

"Mackenzie." Caleb called and I instinctively hopped up from the shower with my bloody stain in my jeans and rushed to the door. I was developing a head ache.

I opened it a lil bit (just a lil bit) and stuck my head out. I stretched out my hand and a plastic bag was placed in it. I glared at Caleb when I saw a tiny smile on his face and locked the door.

I opened the bag and saw pads: overnight, long and regular and new underwear: medium, small and free-size. There was also painkillers and I smiled through my embarrassment.

I took off my clothes and hopped in the shower in my bra and stained underwear. Even though I had locked the door, I felt uncomfortable being naked in someone else's house. I looked over to the white towels and groaned. This house was clearly not women friendly. At this point I just wanted to evaporate.

In using my brain, I just realized that showering in my bra meant that my bra was soaking wet. I swapped my underwear after swiftly washing up once again for surety and put on a pad. I placed back on my T-shirt and called at the door.

"Caleb!" I called.

"Yeah," I could hear his voice coming closer.

"By chance do you have a pants, I could throw on?"

"Actually, I got you one of my pants and T-shirts. I heard the shower on." Caleb replied outside the door.

I took the clothes only sticking a hand outside and pulling it back in closing the door. I stuffed the 'dirty' clothes in the plastic bag. I looked like a dude from a disco party. My clothes were huge and my pants kept falling down until I realised that it was a sweats so it had a string to tie. Oops.

I tiptoed out the bathroom after gathering my things and after making sure the coast was clear and Caleb wasn't there, I sprinted out looking for the laundry room.