*June’s POV*
*Three Days Later – Wednesday*

Hell. Suffering. Pain. Blood.

It's not as easy as some may think to give birth to one of your living organs for three to seven days in continuum, once per month, for twenty to thirty years, only interrupted for medical problems or pregnancy.

People with periods are the most beautiful, powerful, strong creatures of all mankind.

Appreciate it more.

Period.

Jesus, am I really making period puns in the midst of all this suffering.

“Argh!” I scream out, as I am laying on the ground in my backyard. The pain was too much to stand, so I decided to skip school.

Laying on the ground, I would scream so loud, every so often, that the neighbour’s dogs started barking loudly at me. Immediately, I screamed back at the. Frightening them to the limit that they’d run back in the house.

“Okay, listen up, I know you’re Ally’s guardian angel, but make some exceptions okay. I need your help. You gotta help me. I’m dying here!” I cried out, talking to the air. “Jesus, I’m going crazy. I swear to god, if and when I get pregnant, by baby best be gorgeous!”

“Ouff!” Someone cried out, falling in the bushes. When I tired to get a look at who had fallen in the bushes, near my house, a black figure bolted away.

“Urgh.” I say, waving it off, “As long as they don’t bother me, I don’t care.” I gathered my aching body and dragged myself up to my bedroom, and plopped myself into my bed.

About two hours later of twisting an turning on my bed, unable to sleep, eat or think properly Mum called me as she made her way up to my bedroom.

“June, honey.” Mum says, knocking on my bedroom door.

“Yeah, Mum?” I say, looking up at from the position I was in. I had managed to dangle from my bed upside down, the blood now draining into my head.

“What are you doing?”

“I have no clue.” I say, looking over myself.

“Well, there is a package that came for you at the door today. There’s no mailing address or anything. I think someone placed it at the door step, knocked on the door and made a run for it.” Mum says to me, placing a large sealed, blue gift bag on my desk.

“Really?” I questioned her, as I wiggled out of my uncomfortable position and walked over to her.

Mum nodded, “Try to leave better soon, love. I’m going to go out and run a few errands. I’ll be back soon, alright.”

“Yeah, okay.” I nod, as I take the bag back to bed.

I tore open the bag, and gasped. I found a large box of chocolates, a bag of chips, a case of Disney movies, a heating pad, bottle of water, a small bottle of Advil and a letter.

Pulling out the letter, I read it out loud, “Sorry this is so late. I tried to be as quick as possible, but I can only go so fast. So, heard you’re having period cramps. Happens to the best of us, love. Take it easy. Try to drink a lot of water. You’ll survive. There a bottle of Advil in the bag, for you. Sit back. Get comfy. And go back to your childhood, when times were so much easier, by watching Disney movies and binge on the junk food. Make sure you use the heating pad. It really helps. Trust me. Hope you feel better. Guardian Angel.”

The penmanship was straight from a kindergarten teacher. The letters were short and fat, looking so cute in it’s cursive form.

“Oh my gosh! Yes! Yes! I love this angel!” I cried, jumping around in my room, until the pain struck my stomach again, “Urgh!” I cried out.

Grabbing my blanket, pillow and laptop, I suck in one of the Disney movies, placed the heating pad on my stomach, swallowed a pill with water, and dug into the chocolate and chips, after slipping the letter away carefully.

I slipped into a relaxing state of mind, as the pain slowly eased away. Near the end of the movie, my mind slipped off into a dreamless sleep.

*Next Day*

“Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Guys, look at this! That guardian angel of Ally’s paid me a visit yesterday!” I cried out, rushing to my friends with the note in my hand, before school started.

“I swear to god, I know this handwriting. I’ve seen it before.” Elizabeth insisted, as she examined the letter.

“That’s what I thought!” I exclaim.

“So, it’s someone we all know, yeah?” Ally pointed out.

“Yeah. Someone who knows Ally’s locker number, where June lives, when her menstrual period starts and has hella cute penmanship.” Mabel states.

“Okay, who do we know that knows all that?” I ask.

“I want to say, Destiny, but I don’t remember how her handwriting looks.” Elizabeth quietly says.

“I thought we agreed not to bring up her name anymore?” Niall sneered at Elizabeth, as he walked up to us, and threw her arm over my shoulder.

“I know. I know. But look at this. It’s that guardian angel. They sent June something this time.” Elizabeth quickly defends herself, “Everything that we know about this person relates exactly to Destiny.”

“Except the handwriting, because we aren’t a hundred percent on that, yet.” Mabel quickly adds.

“Oh, damn it, you’re on your period. I was really looking forward to sex tonight.” Niall sighed, handing back the letter to me, as I sent him a death glare.

“Do you not care who this person is? I want to know who is helping us!” I exclaimed.

“No, actually I really don’t, and I really don’t think its Destiny. She’s a complete bitch to us now, it can’t be her, alright? No more bringing up her name.” Niall insisted, as he walked me into the school, and the girls followed quietly.

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