Menstruation Madness IV

Camila's POV
I don't want to cave.
I'm not going to cave.
I roll my lips into my mouth to stop a smile from forming as I shift in my bed. "Whatever." I mumble looking away from him.
It's quiet and I hear him sigh before he shift so that he's now laying next to me on the the other side of the bed. I sigh and open my mouth to ask him to leave but when I look over at him, I pause.
His brows are furrowed as he looks down at his lap and I can tell he's thinking about something. It's then that guilt of what I've been putting him through these past few days takes over. He didn't deserve all of that and I know he didn't take it well.
I wasn't going to cave-
"I'm sorry." It's so soft and quiet that I think I'm hearing things. But when he clears his throat and speaks again, I know I wasn't. "I'm really sorry." He says, his voice firmer than before, his head still hung as he looks down.
I turn away from him. "You should be." I whisper seriously. We had yet to talk about it and I guess now was going to be the time.
I look over at him, as he shakes his head still looking down. "I had no intention of trapping you like I did." I wait for him to look up at me but all he does is swallow thickly as he brings his palms out to rub at his eyes. "I was just going to be housing you until you got on your feet and you could leave. That was always the plan."
"Then what changed?" I say my voice firm as I start to get upset remembering that night.
"I don't know. Something came over me and I hate myself for it, Camila." He mumbles into his hands. "I just got so angry, I didn't want you to leave and Cazzo, you drive me insane." He says his voice thick and raspy as he frantically shakes his head and throws it back against the headboard to stare up at the ceiling.
He doesn't look at me and I want to scream at him. I was right here, he needed to apologize to my face.
Why couldn't he look me in the eye?
And then he slowly turns his head towards mine and my face drops, along with my heart.
Alejandro looks over at me, his eyes bloodshot and watery as his cheeks flush. His brown eyes connect with mine and they're filled with so much self loathing and sadness that I have to blink back tears.
"You have this ability to get in my head. What you say affects me more than I'd like to." He blinks back his tears and my facade starts to waver.
His eyes move between mine and then when I see the tears start to fall I know it's over. "I'm not a monster. It was never my intention to hurt you, baby. God I hate myself for what I made you do, but please know I'm not a monster." He whispers frantically shaking his head as more tears pour out of his eyes.
And then everything comes crumbling down when I realize how awful he's probably been feeling these past few days. Not to mention how I had only been making him feel worse.
I knew how it felt to suffer in silence and no matter who it was, I never wanted someone else I once cared for to feel that miserable.
I was nothing but a childish brat and he sat there and took it because he thought he deserved it. And maybe he did, but he didn't deserve to suffer alone like he was.
Tears spring to my eyes at the thought and sight of him. Had what I said and done hurt him so much that I broke him?
Seeing such a powerful, put together cry was heartbreaking. but when it was one of the strongest people I knew, it broken something inside of me.
"So you're free to leave whenever you want, I won't hold you back. But please don't go until I make sure you are fully safe." And then he reaches his hand out to touch my face, but then he stops and retracts it, as he looks at me with so much sorrow.
"Ci tengo troppo a te per ferirti. Preferirei uccidermi piuttosto che vederti di nuovo così." He murmurs shutting his eyes and swallowing thickly. (I care for you far too much to hurt you. I would rather kill myself than see you like that again.)
And poof. I throw my defence out of the window.
I launch myself into his arms, jumping on him and straddling him while he falls back against the pillows but I don't care because we both need to be in each other's arm.
I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my head into it as I feel his body tense in surprise before he's wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me to him as his body slumps.
His body is firm and feels so right against mine and for a moment we just sit there wrapped up in each other's arms. I inhale his many scent that I had missed before placing a soft pecking against the skin of his neck.
I'll go back to hating him tomorrow, right now I just wanted to be in his arms.
I slowly take my head out of his neck and look up to his face as he looks down at me. Hesitantly I bring my hand up to wipe away the left over tears as I gaze up at the beautiful man before me. "You're not a monster." I whisper shaking my head as I stare into his eyes.
I grip the sides of his face before I softly bring my face forward to place soft pecks on each of his cheeks where the tears were.
He sends me a small sad smile as he gazes at me with so much affection and sadness. "Non merito la tua gentilezza, Angelo." He murmurs. (I don't deserve your kindness, angel)
I move away as a soft genuine smile graces my lips, one I haven't shown him in a while which is probably why his gaze moves down to watch my lips as it get bigger. "You don't. But you're lucky I'm feeling generous."
He smiles but his gaze doesn't waver from my lips, so I bring my finger up and poke his forehead, effectively snapping his attention back up to my eyes. He clears his throat and blinks a few times as I eye him wearily, before I realize what he's probably thinking about.
My smile drops and I divert my eyes while my hands absentmindedly play with the light scruff on his jaw. "I'm sorry for making your life hell these past few days." I mumble genuinely as guilt fills me. "I shouldn't have been so hard on you."
I can feel his eyes on me as his arms tighten around my waist. "You mean when you gave my car away, maxed out my credit card or gave me food poisoning?" He hums.
I swallow thickly before looking up at him, the guilt clear on my face. "All of the above?"
He hums looking up and I slump my shoulders knowing he wasn't holding a grudge. He had every right to be user with me but he wasn't.
"I can try to talk to Lionel? It's just that the look on his face made me so happy. Did you know he takes the bus to get here everyday? And the bus stop is a forty five minute walk from here." I say frowning at Alejandro. I remember I was so upset when I heard. He was nearly seventy and had to go through such trouble to get to work everyday.
Alejandro stares at me a small forced smile on his face as he shakes his head, brushing it off. "That's fine. He'll probably put it to good use, more than I would."
I look up at him and nod eagerly. "Plus you have other cars right? What's a couple thousand dollars anyways right?" I offer smiling, I'm already feeling better about it.
Alejandro cringes as he looks away. "That was a little more than a couple thousand." But then he sighs and nods, before he takes a deep breathe and looks at me like he knows my response is going to pain him. "And all the gift cards you purchased with my Amex?"
I purse my lips, knowing he's not going to like my answer. "Gave them out to the ladies at the women's shelter." I say.
He nods tensely and I can tell he's trying to come to terms with the fact that all the money is gone. Alejandro didn't seem like a very generous man, but luckily I was. Plus it was a crime to have so much money and not give back.
I did him a favour.
I then yawn and go to get off him, I was tired and needed to sleep. He stops me by tightening his arms around my waist refusing to let me go as he shifts down so he's laying on his back.
He then pulls my body flush against his and when he continues to shift, his thigh pushes up into my core and I gasp out.
I wasn't lying when I said my pre-period symptoms make me horny.
Alejandro stills and then I clear my throat needing to get off him, if I laid against him and fell asleep there was no telling what I would do in my sleep.
I make another move to get off him but he holds my waist stopping me and furrows his brows. "What's wrong?"
I look down at his concerned face and I cringe shaking my head. How could I tell him that I'm scared I'd end up humping his leg in my sleep?
I sigh and clear my throat as my face starts to flush. "I meant what I said about my pre-period symptoms making me..." I trail off hoping he'd get it.
His body relaxes and he raises a brow urging me to continue, I don't know if he's teasing me or genuinely dense but I narrow my eyes and huff out in frustration. "I-I don't want to end up doing something embarrassing." I mumble lifting myself up off him but he just pulls me right back down.
"I'll manage." He murmurs burying his head into my neck and then I feel him smile. "I think I'll be fine if you end up humping my leg." He says.
I freeze as my face gets red. "I-I." I stutter completely taken aback.
He chuckles and his chest rumbles below mine. The sound is so rich and deep that I find myself getting aroused.
This was not going to go well. While he was a horny drunk, I was a horny sleepy mess when I was going on my period.
"Don't worry about it, Principessa. I just want to hold you tonight. I missed holding you." He murmurs and eventually I sigh relaxing my body against his.
"Okay but... If I do anything embarrassing just don't tell me about it." I murmur, not wanting any more humiliation.
I feel him hum as his lips tilt against my neck before he brings his hand up to bury in my hair and massage my scalp as his other hand runs up and down my back soothingly.
The sensation feels so nice that I sigh out in content, closing my eyes and praying to God that I don't assault him in my sleep.