Chapter 8

Lillian

"I'm having a flow, the type that happens monthly." I said clearing my throat not to look awkward.

He dipped his hands in his pockets, straightening his stance. " You'll have to use more words, Mrs Ace ."

I swallowed ,wishing the ground would open up and swallow me.

" And please get up from the floor!" He scolded.

As much as I wanted to, I couldn't because I was a thousand per cent sure that the white towel was stained. From the pain in my lower abdomen, I could tell I was leaking like my kitchen sink ."I...I...can't ".

" You can't?... Mrs ace, do I have to remind you that we have a lot of work to do ?"

I looked up to meet his stare; our eyes locked for a moment until his eye trailed down to my chest. I did my best to assume that he didn't just look at my boobs." You don't understand, I really can't ". I told him, a worried expression plastered on my face.

"Then make me understand and do it quickly!"

His eyes were still on my boobs. How can he still keep a straight face?

I cleared my throat, hoping he would take the que and show me some respect. " I'm bleeding!" I finally told him.

His eyes widened a few millimetres, roaming over my body probably in search of any injury.

"Not the usual bleeding from injuries,..... it happens every month, you know, like menstrual flow and stuff like that ".

He remained silent for a few seconds, obviously trying to process what I just said, and then, on realization, he mouthed an 'oh', shifting uncomfortably on his feet.

"So you....umm, you're... er". He cleared his throat awkwardly finally taking his eyes off me like he should have done a while ago.

I nodded. " Yes ....I am, and it's really bad, and I'm also stranded".

He only nodded, his ears turning red. Now, this was the second time I'd seen him express any emotion aside from his usual grumpy face.

I watched as his Adam's apple bopped up and down. He glanced at me for a second and looked away almost immediately.

" Umm....I'll wait outside till you're done bleeding". He then made a motion to leave.

My jaws dropped." Mr Kent, it's not going to stop, not until the next six days ".

This man was unbelievable; how could he not know anything about women's monthly cycles?

"You're going to bleed for six days!" He exclaimed, his mouth hanging open.

I should probably start crying. Was this man from the Earth.." Just ..just get some tampons, please".

He opened his mouth to speak but then closed it again.

"What .....I'll....I'll be back ".

And then he hurried out of the bathroom like he was being chased. I'd never been this embarrassed in my whole life.

I got up from the bathroom floor and cleaned myself up, all the while cursing at myself for ignoring the cramps this morning. If only I hadn't ignored it I wouldn't be in this embarrassing situation.

Half an hour later he returned with a shopping bag.

Now, I had to laugh; I actually did. My dear, kind and oblivious boss had bought not just one but numerous tampons of different brands and, well, some underwear. I was grateful, though; I should thank him properly later.

That got me wondering if he bought them himself or if he sent someone to. Either way, I put on the underwear and guess what? It fits perfectly. I was about to exit the bathroom when a thought rushed into my mind. I paused, my eyes widening.

Wait.....how the hell does he know my size? He couldn't have bought any random pair, right?

Right?