Think Again

Bonus [3]

Bonus Chapter 3

 

Ana

I thought waking up in the morning would be something I would look forward to every day and I do but apparently not today. I open my eyes and I see Chris’ peaceful body limp beside mine. Usually I smile, but not today, satan said. The muscles on my face that initiate smiles seems to be under maintainence today.

My back feels like someone sat on it while I was sleeping and my stomache feels like I’ve been stabbed a thousand times. I count in my head –

Shit.

I move to get up but my legs are still tangled with Chris’. I move and shake around trying to untangle but I can’t seem to. In that moment, Chris wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer. Usually, I’ll hug him back but I’m not having that today.

I think you can guess what’s wrong by now.

I groan, annoyed for no reason.

 

Chris

I’m woken up by my body shaking without order of my brain. I wrap my arms around her, trying to get her to stop. Usually she does, but apparently not today. She groans, pushing me off before she rather grudgingly gets off the bed before going into the bathroom, not hesitating to slam the door.

I prop myself up on my elbows and I furrow my eyebrows.

 

I’m sorry, am I missing something? Did I …. do something?

 

I hear her groan a lot as she’s in the bath and I am completely going out of my mind.

 What is going on?

I wait for her to come out and I ask her,

“Sweetie, are you alright?”

“Sure.”

I know she’s lying, she never says ‘sure’ unless she doesn’t mean it.

But seriously, did I do something?

I rush down the stairs quickly, trying to make her happy. I ask her if she wants breakfast but she rolls her eyes before muttering a ‘no’. She gets out a bowl from the kitchen cabinet before pouring herself a bowl of cereal. She’s slamming every possible thing in there and I can’t stand it anymore. I sit in front of her, reaching over to take her hand but she moves it away, pointing to her cereal, indicating that she’s eating. Fair enough. I reach for her other hand but she moves that away too, holding her bowl, pretending to be busy.

“Honey, I’m sorry. Did I do something? Whatever it is, I’m sorry.”

 

Ana

Why the fuck am I mad? I’m not mad. I’m upset.

Well, why the fuck are you upset?

Fuck you, I just am. I don’t have to have a reason. My stomache fucking hurts like a bitch, my vagina is about to fall off any time now and I feel like I just broke my tailbone. Are those reasons valid enough for me to be upset? If not, fuck you, I’m still upset.

But I don’t know what it is, but I’ve had enough of it. I can’t eat this anymore. I feel like shit. I think I’m going to lay down for a bit.

I walk up the stairs, hearing Chris’ legs thumping behind me, and by his footsteps alone, I am annoyed beyond tolerance. I plop myself on to the bed, burying my face into the pillow.

“Honey, you shouldn’t sleep right after you ate.”

My throat tightens and the back of my eye burns as the tears threaten to fall out. I start sobbing like a baby.

“Why are you scolding me?” I wail.

“I’m not honey. What’s wrong? Please tell me what it is. You’re scaring me.”

“I’m on my fucking period you dick.” I swing my arm, not looking, but hoping that I get him.

But he grabs my arm, then kisses it.

“Aw, baby I’m sorry. I’ll be right back.” He puts his hand on my back, sliding it down softly before he walks out and I hear the door close.

I cry and I cry for no goddamn reason until he comes back. I peek open an eye and his arms are filled with food. He’s got from chocolates, to Swedish fish, to sour patch kids, to popcorn, to jelly beans, to gummy bears and every sweet thing you could possibly think off, he’s got it in his arms right now.

He lays them aside and gets into the bed with me. He adjusts me so that my back is against his front. I bring my hair to the side so it doesn’t slap him in the face. He pushes his face into my neck and I feel his breath on my ear.

“You know, honey, you deserve the world. But I can’t possibly give you that, now can I? Instead, I’ll give you the next best thing – my world. The day I saw you, I put my tear in the ocean. And until you find it, I’ll never stop loving you.”

I turn so I’m facing him before kissing him on the lips.

“I love you.” He tells me.

“Scream it to the world, if you really do.”

He tells me again.

“Scream it to the world.” I repeat.

“You are my world.”

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