Menstruation Madness I
Camila's POV
Women are superior creatures.
We mature earlier than men in terms of cognitive and emotional function. We are able to create, hold and push a living being out of our bodies. We have to deal with painful periods where we can't simply call in sick, all the while having to put up with men and their bullshit.
Of course it wasn't all men, but it was enough to the point where I had grown sick of the male species all together. And these past few days have been a reflection of just how tired I was of the shitty men in my life.
For starters my own father. He was a disgusting mass manipulator and a straight up psychopath. He was everything I hated in a man and more.
Then there was the second man I had grown to love and care for. Aurelio Gonzalez was truly like a father to me. Growing up I hadn't seen much of him, but when I did he was always so kind and loving.
Now I knew it was all a load of shit. I was just a possession of his, one that he was prepping for whatever he wanted to use me for.
And then there was the man that had given me far more heartbreak than I could imagine. The one that was alive and had been acting as a punching bag for all of my rage and anger towards those men.
Alejandro.
I knew it wasn't right to be taking my anger out on just him, because I wasn't just angry with him. I was angry with papá and Aurelio but they were dead. Alejandro on the other hand was alive, only his behaviour these past few days could say otherwise.
He wasn't himself. He wasn't the strong, powerful confident man I knew him to be. He was quiet, unmotivated and just outright sad.
He was like a kicked puppy and it might not have been noticeable to everyone else, but it was to me.
It also didn't help that I was only kicking him when he was down and today I had woken up feeling extremely ashamed of how I had been treating him these past few days.
He was weak and vulnerable yet I still didn't cut him any slack. I had done some things I wasn't proud of these past few days and when he didn't fight back, snap or explode on me I kept pushing his buttons.
At first it was small, blasting my music throughout our entire floor when I knew he was working or on a phone call. But when he didn't snap or fight back I only pushed further.
So far that I ended up giving his red Ferrari to Lionel- one of the gardeners, as an early retirement present.
But he still didn't react.
And so I got angry and maxed out his black card.
He spent two hours on the phone with the bank trying to get access to more credit and when I was prepared for a fight, he did nothing and went back to sulking.
Finally when I was just about sick with his mopey attitude, I sent the maids home early. I knew Alejandro ate dinner after everyone else and most of the time he had his dinner brought up to his office. So when he walked into the kitchen searching for the maids and wondering what happened to his food, I was down there waiting for him.
Waiting with a sardine and mayo salad.
Two of Alejandro's least favourite things.
But to my displeasure, the man sat there and ate every last spoonful of the disgusting mixture. The only reaction I got was that defeated glance as he regarded me with those sad eyes.
However I needed to stop because I had heard the maids taking about Alejandro getting food poisoning. He was up all night probably feeling miserable and it was my fault.
I took it too far.
He was going through it and I wasn't making it any better. And now all I wanted to do was cry about it. It was awful and had everything to do with my pre-period symptoms popping up and I knew it was going to be an emotional few days if I kept messing with him.
I hated my weird periods. The cramps, pain and symptoms would follow me two days prior to my actual period and then when the bleeding would start the symptoms would go away.
"How are you feeling today?"
I glance to my left towards Alejandro who had been asking me that exact question every morning for the past few days. And every morning I would ignore him. But today I felt like cutting the man some slack.
I turn my head to look up at him and I instantly regret it. He looks exhausted, like he didn't get a wink of sleep and I knew it was because of me.
His face is pale, his cheeks are slightly more hollow and he has bags under his eyes, but he still looks as handsome as ever.
"Do you really want to know?" I say raising a brow and ignoring my emotions.
I needed to stay strong. I wasn't going to cave.
He turns his head and I can tell he's surprised I'm speaking to him but he masks it quickly and nods, clearing his throat.
With a sigh I turn towards my plate of breakfast. "Japan's coming."
He's silent and I can tell it's most likely because he's lost and it's confirmed when he speaks next. "What?" He finally asks, putting his utensils down as he turns to give me his full attention.
I purse my lips and lean forward ushering him to move closer so I can whisper in his ear. With furrowed brows he follows my lead and leans in, concern crossing his features. "You know, I'm menstruating? Two days from now I'll have blood dripping out of my vagin-"
I'm cut off by the man himself who starts chocking and coughing, drawing everyone else's attention.
I sit back up and blink at him. There was no shame in talking about my period, it was normal.
He straightens up and continues to sip on his water, before side glancing me and I can tell he's uncomfortable. "Is there..." He clears his throat and I stare up at him unimpressed. "Anything I can do to help? Bring you something?" He shifts awkwardly in his seat as he continues to drink his water.
If I wasn't upset with him I would smile at how adorably sexy he looks but instead I turn to my plate. I'm not in the mood to be all over this man.
"No, I just get extremely horny. Nothing you could help with though." I say softly, before sending him my best fake smile. One that turns genuine the moment I watch him burst into yet another coughing fit as he starts choking on his water.
It was true, I did get extremely horny right before my period. So much so that I sometimes found myself waking up with a pillow between my legs. I didn't even want to think about how I had most likely assaulted it in my sleep.
"You okay?" I ask innocently blinking up at him. I can tell he knows I'm just trying to make things harder for him but like the past few days he doesn't do anything but give me a tense nod.
I roll my eyes and turn around to ignoring him but not before speaking. "If you say so."
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