My period was always something I hated. I never, ever, ever looked forward to it. I mean who really does? My cramps had always been super bad, sometimes to the point were I felt like I couldn't even get out of my bed. Vinnie, my boyfriend for the last 8 months had always been so helpful through these hard times.
Unfortunately, he wasn't in LA with me this time around. He was in Seattle visiting his family for the week. I usually go with him but, I had a important photoshoot coming up and I couldn't go. Sure, I was upset. Mostly because I loved his family like my own and partially because I didn't have anyone to cuddle with when I was on my period. He'd only been gone for 2 days and I had already grown so impatient. Call me clingy or whatever but I love the idiot.
I was currently in my bed scrolling through TikTok and I was obviously on vintok duh. My whole fyp was consumed by him as if I wasn't missing him like crazy. My period had started this morning and I had been laying in bed ever since then because I wasn't in the mood to get my day started. However, I decided that I should maybe start my day because that's what Vinnie would probably want me to do.
My bare feet landed on the fuzzy rug as I climbed out my bed. I walked up to my dresser and chose an outfit before sitting in front of my big mirror and doing my makeup. Once I was done, I made my way to the kitchen and made myself a sandwich and some coffee. Then I sat on my couch and turned Netflix on. I decided to start watching Good Girls, is was quite good because I watched like 6 episodes in one sitting.
I stood up to go to the toilet when I felt the worst cramp EVER. It was so painful that my legs buckled and I fell onto your knees letting out the biggest yelp. What did I ever do to deserve this? I literally couldn't stand up...like I physically couldn't. Call me dramatic but I do not have a high pain tolerance. My eyes started stinging while they welled up with tears.
I needed him. I needed to hear his voice. I needed to see him smile. I needed to hear him laugh. I couldn't do this.
I crawled over to my phone and immediately FaceTimed Vin. He didn't answer. I tried again. No answer. And again. And again. No answer every time. Tears were cascading down my cheeks at this point, I could taste the saltiness as they rolled onto my lips. I was so stressed. And to make matters worse, I looked down and I had leaked through my underwear and my pants. I let out the biggest sob and tried to call my boyfriend one more time.......no answer. And so I sat there, with blood on my pants, tears staining my jumper and ruining my makeup, with my head in my hands crying. I was a mess.
I had been in that position for god know how long when I heard my phone buzzing. My eyes shot up and I went to grab it. It was him. My Vinnie. My shaky finger found the screen and I answered. I then realised that if he saw me in this state I would ruin his probably happy mood. So I decided to turn my camera off completely. All I needed was to speak to him. "Hi baby!" He said with the biggest smile ever. I sniffled and said "Hello. How was your day?" His face immediately dropped. He knew there was something up. He came closer to the his phone and started making jokes. He then propped his phone up and said: "Pov, I'm a f-boy at a party walking up to you." He walked backward and got into role. I giggle. He starts strutting towards his phone flexing his muscles in the most obnoxious way.
He didn't even ask me what was wrong. He knew that I didn't want to tell him, I just wanted to be cheered up. But he soon stopped with the jokes and asked me: "Alright, now tell me what's wrong." His face made a pout. I huffed and looked at my situation. I chuckled at how ridiculous I was being. "Why are you still laughing? Were my jokes that funny?" He asked with a smug smile. "No...well yea, your jokes were funny. But that's not why I'm laughing. I'm laughing because I'm sat here with mascara smudged all over my face, with messy hair and blood on my pants." He listened thoughtfully and then smiled. "Well...I'll tell you what. You should get out of your dirty clothes, run a nice warm bath and sit in it for the next 10 hours." I snorted and laughed. He was still trying to cheer me up. "I could do that..." I trailed off.
"I'm sorry I'm not there with you bubs" God I loved this man so much.
"It's okay Vincent, but I wish you were here too baby." Tears welled up in my eyes once more. I really wanted him to hug me and tell me that everything would be alright. He laughed at the way I said his full name and we talked for a little more and eventually ended the call.
I sat there in my ridiculous state and brought my phone to my chest and smiled sadly. He's my medicine. He always will be.
