9: Come with me

I stood still in confusion, wondering what Vic was referring to. It was after a few seconds it hit me.

"My period?" I wondered.

"Oh, shit." He was panicking too much for his own good. He opened the back door and leaned in to grab a jacket.

He pulled me closer to him so my back was against him and proceeded to wrap the jacket around my waist. I held my breathe in that short time, wondering what he was going to do to me.

"I'm so sorry." He pulled away after securing the jacket in place, "I had no idea, else, I'd have found a way to stay home and let you get ready. You must be so embarrassed." He couldn't maintain eye contact with me.

"For one, you look like the embarrassed one." I teased, pulling the sleeves of the black jacket he had used on me, making it tighter. "I lost  track of my date. It's fine." I shrugged, "just get me some pain killers and a tampon and I'll be fine. It's just blood, calm your horses." I chuckled. I thought it was cute