Trigger Warning: Blood
I put in the next movie in our movie marathon. We were watching Mean Girls as requested by Remus. I was honestly surprised that this was Remus' suggestion. I thought it would be some sort of old sex movie or something. But hey, we all have our guilty pleasures. Mean Girls just happens to be Remus'.
As the DVD player ate up the disk, I hopped back onto the couch. Roman and I were sitting in the corner piece of the couch while Damion and Remus were next to us. Patton and Logan were at the other end, holding hands and cuddling. Patton seemed to have fallen asleep after the first two movies, so we turned down the volume a little so he could sleep.
I crashed into Roman's side, sliding in between his hip and Damion's feet. He was laying sideways and had his feet resting in my lap which I didn't mind. The title screen lit up the TV and the surrounding walls. Logan hit play on the remote and the chic flick masterpiece began.
At some point, Roman slipped in his hand up the back of shirt. He started rubbing my back, making an overwhelming sense of calm run over me. My eyes slowly started drifting shut with sleep.
I was woken up a couple hours later by the sudden feeling of cold rushing over my body. My eyes opened slowly, the light from the continuously repeating title screen of Mean Girls hurting my weak eyes.
It seemed that everyone else had fallen asleep during the movie. Roman's head was carefully balanced on top of mine. Logan was leaned back into the couch while Patton was practically on top of him now. Remus had fallen on the floor somehow, leaving the only one of us missing: Damion.
I pushed myself up, making Roman's head lazily fall on the arm of the couch. He stirred just a little before quickly slumping back into a deep doze.
From the corner of my eye, I could see the bathroom light from the hallway come to life. It lit up everything in the kitchen, shining its dull rays onto my face. I carefully stood up, dancing my way around Remus' body before walking carefully down the hallway.
The door was half shut. Cabinets opening and closing along with a person's mumbles fading in and out of my hearing. They sounded frantic, maybe even crying. It hurt my heart to hear them so distressed.
I pushed open the door gently and slowly. The door stopped upon hitting something rough. Whatever I hit made a subtle noise. They peeked around the corner, teary eyes and red faced. When I saw it was Damion, my heart sank to my feet. "Damion, what's wrong?" I whispered, not wanting to wake anyone else up.
Instead of answering, he motioned for me to come inside. I was a little hesitant, but did as told. He was already upset enough as it was and I didn't want to contribute to that. I walked inside, the floor was a mess. Almost everything from the cabinets had been taken out. Damion was clearly looking for something, I just didn't know what.
"So, what's going on?" I asked, taking a seat on the rim of the bathtub.
"Well, you remember that doctor's appointment KC took me to the other week?" He asked to which I nodded. "The doctor took me off of the birth control I've been taking because it was causing me too much nausea and vomiting. And without my birth control, I start having periods again." He explained.
"Then why is the bathroom a mess?" I asked, gesturing to the tornado around me.
"I hide my tampons in the back of the sink so you guys don't see them." He told me, playing nervously with his fingers. "I'm just embarrassed about my periods. It reminds that I'm just...living a lie basically." He said, looking at his red, unhappy face in the mirror.
"Is that why you've been crying?" I asked. He nodded, taking a tissue to blow his nose. I went over to him, giving him a much needed hug. He returned it, putting his head on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry if I become really irritable these next few days. Hormones just get the better of me during my periods." He laughed, grabbing my hands.
"Of course. It's completely understandable. Does Remus know about this?" He shrugged, rolling his shoulders back.
"I tried to talk about it to him. But I either get cold feet or change the subject entirely when I try to bring it up." Damion sniffled. I swallowed my spit, covering up the action with a nod. I looked again at the bathroom floor. There were very watery drops of blood scattered along the floor along with a bottle of dropped pain pills.
When I looked back at him, he was grabbing at his stomach. Tears were streaming again down his face. I could tell the pain of his period was overwhelming him. I grabbed the pill bottle off the floor. There were two still in the bottle. I took them in my hand, grabbing a paper cup and filling it with water.
I gave these items to Damion, watching him gratefully take him. After that, I started picking up and cleaning the floor. He just gazed at me while I did. I could tell he wanted to help but just didn't have the strength in him.
When I was done, I helped him off the floor. I saw blood trickling down his leg. He was wearing an over sized T-Shirt while his boxers were in another corner. "D-Do you need any help with your...uh, tampon?" I awkwardly asked.
Damion just laughed, pulling me in for another hug. "That's more of a...personal thing." He chuckled, making my laugh too. I exited the bathroom, shutting the door and leaving him to his privacy.
I returned to the couch, turning off the TV and settling into the same position I was in with Roman. My prince unconsciously grabbed onto me like a life line. The cutest little smile overcoming his features.
After getting settled, Damion came back out. He climbed over Remus, sitting him down, head on my lap. "Better?" I asked.
"Much. Thank you." With that, I shut my eyes listening to the sweet sounds of Roman's heartbeat.
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