Cliche (Love Series # 1)

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Conflict

(noun)

con·flict\ˈkän-ˌflikt\

: a struggle for power, property, etc.
: strong disagreement between people, groups, etc., that results in often angry argument
: a difference that prevents agreement
: disagreement between ideas, feelings, etc.

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In every relationship, there would be times that you would have an argument with each other, maybe it's because he did something offensive to you or that you were feeling so sensitive today. It could be a conflict due to different opinions or something else.

I know that relationships isn't just a walk in the park, that when two people fell in love with each other, it doesn't mean happy ever after. I just never know when will a conflict arise, it could be weeks, maybe tomorrow or now?

Girls have a different brain compared to guys and the fact that we suffer a roller coaster like mood just puts a cherry on top, plus a side of what we call the devil's month: menstruation.

Let's just say we fought today, hypothetically (don't lie to yourself) what would we do? What would be our course of action? Do we fight with words, would we ignore each other or would we just break things off? I don't know, still not sure- yep, now I'm sure.

I look at his face, he look grim and serious and for a second, I felt like my heart stopped beating. The silence was suffocating and I can't help but sat stiffly like a mannequin.

He stood up suddenly causing my heart to beat so fast, he didn't look at me and just head outside. I look at his back and panicked, my hand sweaty while I bit my bottom lip in contemplation.

Argh! Why did I say that?! Ugh! Your mouth is too loose Jamie! You shouldn't have said that!

Just two hours ago before that...

I was getting so irritated at the screen, I'm currently doing some research about our research subject and it's honestly not the best time for me in my opinion.

My lower abdomen is killing me, it's my first day of menstruation and it's the most painful day. I have a heat pack on my stomach plus a pillow laying squished on it, I scrolled down but didn't really understand what I'm reading so I close my eyes and lay on my bed. Usually I would burn my eyebrows on this but this time, I don't think I can do it right now.

I groaned painfully from the pain, in my head I was cursing every male to experience what I'm currently experiencing and that I would never give birth since I don't like pain.

Someone knocked on my door, I just shouted for them to open the door themselves, it was my mom.

"Willmark's here" she said and continued. "Do you want me to send him back?" I shook my head and told her I'll be there in a few minutes.

He's kind of busy this days since he was playing for the school and for his baranggay, I wouldn't want to miss any free time of his so I got down.

I tried my best to give him a cheerful smiled with my weary face though I realize the moment I got close to him, I see him frown.

"Something the matter?" He ask while I shook my head in response. The pain from my lower abdomen increasing again, it feels like I'm about to give birth.

"Thanks for the food" I look at the food he brought, it was a cup of ice cream and some fries from McDonald's.

I think he bought it because the weather suddenly changed and for this past week, it's just plain sunny and the rain hasn't made an appearance this couple of days.