raise your hand if you ever thought about how the world would end...I'll wait. no? I didn't think so. raise your hand if you ever thought about the things you will do before the world end?...yeah?great! now raise your hand if you ever thought about on how you would go out? ...no?. and that's okay, because this group of friends didn't think of that either they didn't have time, they didn't think the world was going to end now! and they were so unprepared.
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caprice loves everything about showers. how it was so relaxing and therapeutic, she loves how showers can make everything go away for a short time. she loves the water, she loves the feeling of being wet--basically, caprice just loves the feeling of being clean. caprice stood directly under the showerhead as the hot water spill out and making direct contact with caprice dry skin, a low sound spill out of caprice dry throat as it was the first thing she made in the morning. the feeling caprice felt was like nothing else, of course, anybody else would have thought a shower is a shower, something that made you clean. not wrong! but caprice took the meaning and flip it into something so beautiful, something so euphoria. showers to her felt as if it was a drug, her own special kind of drug. it made her happy.
by now caprice hair was fully drenched, her short, soft curled hair was starting to reach half of her back. removed some of her baby hairs out of the way, throwing her back, as she felt the hot droplets taking over her skin, she was at peace. unfortunately, that peace was ruin when caprice's 12-year-old sister violently pound on the door. caprice was frightened by the action, flinching at the sudden noise.
caprice sigh as she decided it was time for her to get out since she been here for two hours. stepping out of the shower and wrapping herself in a blue towel. her sister still waited, but by now she was getting a little irritable.
"stop, banging on the fucking door, I'm coming" caprice screamed. caprice bends down to the white tile-floors scooping up her dirty clothes and putting them in the hamper.
caprice opens the door, showing her 12-year-old- Cassidy with bloodshot eyes and stained tears caprice face shows nothing but concern for her sister. " what hell is wrong with you " caprice calmly asked the pre-teen.
"I'm bleeding from.. down there..we gotta go to the hospital" cassidy sobs into her hands, as the words 'down there' made, both her and caprice feel awkward.
caprice lifted up her eyebrows in shock, she knew this was going to happen, obviously. but she just wished she just told their father, instead of her because caprice hated having an awkward conversation. but instead of having that awkward feeling linger around their conversation caprice decided to laugh. to break the weird tension between them.
caprice began to laugh as cassidy felt offended, " what the fuck? I'm glad me bleeding to death is funny to you"
caprice laughed even harder. " cass, you're not dying. you're becoming a woman. it's called a period" caprice pushes cassidy out the way, heading towards her room to change into warm clothes before she got sick.
"okay, so I just use tissue, then? " Cassidy asked, as she follows caprice to her room. Cassidy sat on the edge of caprice bed, more closer to the headboard. while caprice looked for clean underwear, while still engaging in their conversation.
"what ?" caprice look back at cassidy as if she was crazy, "no. it doesn't work like that. you need pads! I'll just text dad for it" caprice eventually found clean underwear, sliding it on while still having her towel wrap around her chest.
cassidy was barely listing. doing what any 12-year-old girl would do, snooping. cassidy eyes locked on caprice small nightstand with one compartment underneath slowly opening it without it creaking. cassidy managed to get a glimpse of what's inside. vibrators. blue and pink ones
cassidy tried not laugh placing her hands on her mouth, trying to shut herself up. after she managed she started to take an interest in the conversation again. "dad!? no don't tell him. that's mad awkward " Cassidy pleaded.
now caprice was fully dressed, she wore a long white shirt with the words, "I love new york city" in bold letters, love was replaced with a big red heart in between the words.
"well he's gonna found out sooner or later " caprice shrugged her shoulders. caprice began folding up clothes as cassidy suck her teeth.
"times like this I wish our mom was here" cassidy mumbled, as she pushes herself off her bed.
caprice snaps her head towards cassidy, " don't even say the word mom, she doesn't deserve that name in vain. and plus if she knew you were on your period she probably sell you for sex"
caprice was shocked herself as the words spill out, she didn't mean to say it but she had a chance it would probably be true. Cassidy scoff as she felt those words offended, not just her but her mother. she still cared for her, even if she didn't know her as much caprice did.
"she's still a human being, cap "
"yeah, a human being. with a side of being a drug addict. "
