Chapter 21

I wake up to the pressure in my bladder forcing me to got to the bathroom. I try to move but an arm is wrapped possessively around my waist, keeping me in place. He is here sleeping next to me, that is a good sign.

I carefully remove his hand from around me and rush to the bathroom before I pee myself. As soon as I sit on the toilet seat my bladder says enough is enough and releases all the pee that has been building up all night.

The feeling is freeing. After using the bathroom and washing my hands, I start to walk to the bedroom when I feel a sharp pain starting from my lower abdomen flowing to my right leg. I know precisely what that means. Fuck its coming early. Could it possibly be the weather that accelerated everything? It's certainly warmer here than home. Or perhaps it's the food?

I really can't decide but I know one thing for sure. My period is coming and it's coming fast and extremely early. My periods are always on time and on the exact date like clockwork but this time round it's early by one week.

I knew I was safe coming to this trip but it certainly seems not. I know am making a big deal out of this but it is a big deal. My periods involves a lot of pain, vomiting, diarrhea, backache and any other symptoms my body has concocted for that month. It's as horrible as it sounds.

Did I even pack some pads? I have to check my toiletries bag. I know I always carry like two for emergency but this is unexpected. Am not prepared mentally which is very important to me so that I can make it through this trying times.

Since I can walk for now I check my bag to find a pack of pads. 10 pieces are better than 2. For now I can move around but it's only limited to a few minutes or hours depending on what my uterus has decided. She's the boss and am the servant.

Or did it come early because am worried about Marcus. I don't know how to approach him about his stupid brother who decided to complicate everything by kissing me. Me? What made him think that am even interested in his stupid ass.

All these questions in my head are giving me a headache. Shit the second symptom. I need to relax. I only carried medication for two doses so am basically screwed. I don't know how I'll do this without them. A warm shower always helps, I'll just try it for now.

Standing under the warm water is refreshing ,I know it won't help much but it's a start. I don't want to start the painkillers before the action starts so for now I'll have to endure it. After a 20 minute shower I dress up and make sure to put on a pad. It's just a matter of time.

I return to the bed to try and get a good position to sleep in. Anyone who has ever had cramps knows that you have to find the perfect position in which you feel the least amount of pain to rest in. It sounds stupid but it works for a lot of people including me.

I keep tossing and turning trying to find the perfect position but it is not happening. This is ridiculous, I have tried all the positions that usually work but they aren't working. The intensity of the pain keeps increasing and I know any time now I'll start bleeding down there.

My tossing and turning wakes Marcus from his slumber. He grabs my waist pulling me towards him smiling but I don't smile back. Their is nothing to smile about, in fact am annoyed with my body for betraying me. He immediately realizes that something is wrong. My face alone tells the whole story, the torture has began. I can feel the blood coming out of my vagina and with it the first painful cramp.

"Aaarggh" I moan in pain.

The expression on his face changes from a smile to a frown, seeing me in pain.

" Zee, what's wrong?" He asks concern laced in his voice.

"Just cramps" I whisper not wanting to talk at all.

" Do you get bad cramps every time your on your period"

" Yea, can you get me some pain pills in my bag for the cramps and some water" I plead.

The look on my face must have shown him how much pain am in. He bolts out of the bed and straight into my bag to search for the medication I requested for. Am left holding on to my abdomen tightly trying to ease the pain.

Am very irrational at this point, nothing matters except for the excruciating pain am experiencing. I never wanted him to see me like this, so vulnerable and dependent on him. In a minute he is back with the medication and some water. For him it might have been a minute but for me it felt like years.

I grab the medication from him, popping two in my mouth and use the water to wash them down. I lie my body back on the bed carefully. Am sweating ,I already have a headache, a backache and the nausea is not going away. I need a distraction ,any type of distraction will work.

" Can you rub my back please ,I have a backache" I ask in the tiniest voice.

" Sure" he says eager to do what I asked.

I lie on my stomach lifting my top towards my shoulder to expose my back. Removing it would be better so I did just that. Marcus looks confused for a moment but complies with my request. He applies a bit of pressure while rubs my back. That feels really good but the good feeling is short lived when the cramps get more and more painful.

I can't take it anymore so I turn instantly to lie on my back. Marcus's legs are on either side of my legs caging me.

" I wasn't done" he says.

" Am in too much pain Marcus ,I can't stay in one position for to long" I reply looking worse for wear.

It has only been an hour and am already praying for death. I think my body is punishing me for something am not aware of.

" Aaaaarrgh" I scream clenching my stomach.

A wave of nausea hits me, which has me scrambling to reach the bathroom before I puke all over our bed. I arrive just in time to dry heave for a while. Frankly I have nothing in my stomach ,I haven't eaten yet and I don't have the appetite. So what am I trying to vomit seriously? Marcus is standing on the doorway waiting for me.

I must look a mess. I feel like a mess. Wearing just some mummy panties, the wings of pad can easily be seen. I don't want to wear anything else as I will feel confined. I just want to feel free.

He puts one hand on my back, the other below my knees and carries me back to the bed. I can feel the pain intensity getting low enough for me to breath a sign of relief. This I can handle.

" Are you feeling better" he asks noticing the relaxation on my face.

" Yea I feel much better ,thank you. I want to take a small nap" I say relieved that the pain is bearable.

" You should take a nap"

" I hope your not angry that I won't be able to go for our drive today" I say too nervous for his response.

My emotions are all over the place. Damn you hormones, you're making me look like a cry baby. Am sure if he said he is mad I would start crying.

" No love, you rest. We will talk later .Okay" he says.

" Can you stay with me until I sleep?"

" Sure"

He gets in bed and wraps his hand around my waist. His hands around me keep me warm enough to fall asleep with a smile.