- Eleonora -

Monday morning and I am not feeling that well. On the other hand my birthday was coming by the end f the week but honestly I was so sick I couldn't even be that happy about my upcoming birthday. Our trip in Italy went just fine although Blaze was extremely upset dueto that butler thing, he even called to the shop refusing to use that again, so they are changing the whole outfit. I must say it amazes me sometimes the kind of power heh helps on i own hands, he can simp say the word and the whole world will fool¡low behind well most of the world.

However today is day to relax and cry my heart out. My period appeared so I guess that pretty much explanatory. Since m ¡y teenage years, my period was always even hard to deal with, my mom took me to the doctor and apparently  I am an 8 on a pain period care, the doctor said t could get better with time or pills but it hasn't.

So I basically have  menstrual leave for every first day of my period every month although sometimes it happens on weekends so there is no need for that. This is a big bummer and pain in my ass, actually pain in my uterus but it's prescribed by my doctor so i have to get along with it, it's the only thing I can do in this day is to accept defeat since i can't walk straight, sit normally or even lay down properly just crouched like a freaking ball and this... this is the easy part just wait for the nausea, sickness, bad humor, fever and vomits. It's a whole funny, depressing and red rollercoaster.

I just want to cry my eyes out on this bed, sink on it with dark chocolate and like Gun's and Roses once said 'live and let die'.

I can feel the painful ache on my belly, my eyes although shut down I could feel the tears desperately coming out of my eyes for no apparent reason. Where is Dorothy? By this time she would already notice that I am not downstairs and it's one of those hard days.

Dorothy helps me a lot on these days, she was quite shocked with my crams pain ad side effects like vomiting or fever, she had never seen a woman with such a difficult first day, then she met me....Where the hell is she ? I am hungry and in pain. I need breakfast so I can carry on this day.

I heard the door open and I realized my prayers have been heard. "Dorothy" I called her, almost whispered, it's like I lack of strength.

"How are you feeling?" I heard someone question, I was under the bedsheets so I presumed it was Dorothy with a constipated voice...

"Bad... awfully bad" I pouted to myself feeling my stomach turn apart

"Why are you covered in your sheets?" The voice asked again, and I just felt the sheets fly away and I met the strong morning sun and a handsome face in front of me, that I use wanted to slap.

"Cause I don't want to get out" I pouted trying to grab the sheets but he was stopping me by grabbing them onto the end of te bed.

"You have to. Breakfast is downstairs" he claimed

"What are you doing here? Just go away!" I exclaimed grabbing spillway and placing it on top my head, maybe I would stop hearing that annoying voice " I want Dorothy!"

"Dorothy had an emergency. She had to leave." He explained

"What? Today?... is she okay?" I asked, he nodded  yes letting me a bit more relaxed

"Something at home, nothing to worry about"

"Well thanks for telling me. I will be staying home today. You can leave" I told him. He nodded leaving the bedroom. It really had to be today  I can barely walk, talk, or crawl.  Now, I have to say home alone, cook for me, be alone by myself....I am so sad, I am such a sad and ugly person. I started to cry and cry, but while I did that I also washed my face and dressed a gym outfit... not that I go to the gym, I don't, but at least is comfortable. Some sport pants, a normal tight top, no bra and a coat with a hood. The hood is very, very important, is almost a part of me in days like these.

I put my hood on and the big pout and headed downstairs for the breakfast ht I hope Dorothy made me. But...for some reason, the world hates me and when I reached the kitchen a manly figure was cooking. "Do you like waffles?" He questioned taking a glimpse at me.

"Hm" I simply hummed sitting down on the chair with tears in my eyes

"Honey or chocolate?" He questioned showing me the bottles, instead of answering I simply took it out of his hand and poured it on top of the beautiful golden waffle he had just made.

"Were you crying?" He asked

"Yeah...I cry, I cry a lot and what if I cry ? It's my business not yours" I responded " Areńt you going to work?"

"Maybe I should" he simply answered

I looked behind me and took a look at the elevator, there was no one there which is weird by this time Connor is already here with Blaze's bodyguard. What is happening today? "Is Connor late?"

"Hm" he simply hummed making me insane

"Just eat the waffle so you can take this" He said placing two pills near my glass of juice. I looked at the pills with a big smile, finally something to help me. I a about to grab them when he stops me "Eat fist" he demanded

So ... I did, but not because he had some kind of power over me, I was simply hungry.

This waffle was amazingly, what the hell was he? Some kind of Greek good of food? That pissed me off, you know what pisses me off more? How can this man wake up dress a simple freaking white shirt and look SO GOOD?! It's infuriating... I hate him.

"I hate you so much" I mumbled to myself while eating

"It's always good to know that doesn't change" he commented while also eating his own waffle "take the pills and get back to sleep" he ordered. What kind of hierarchy is this? Now he gives orders? Thank god he is going to work, I can't handle him while on my period. Being on period it's like being a vampire my emotions are highly magnified.

So before I hated him, now I despise him. It's nature and it's logic.

I drank some water to help swallow the pills and I headed to my bedroom hoping to sleep in this miserable pain.

Thankfully I was able to sleep. I woke up at 13:45 with terrible pain in my stomach and hot. I was probably with fever, my stomach was in a twirl and I was also a bit hungry and thirsty.

I had no strength to get up and cook something but since I was alone I had no other choice. I walked downstairs and heard some noise in the kitchen, I smiled to myself thinking that Dorothy probably came back for me but when I reached down the stairs and looked at the kitchen, that sight wasn't the one I was hoping for. My heart sort of...ached.

"What are you doing?"

"Hello sleepy head" he greeted me as he was cutting the big roll of...sushi? This man knows how to cook sushi... I am utterly shocked and it's making me quite hot... I'm sure it's my hormones...from my period. I can NOT be turned on by watching a man cook... What am I? A teenager?

- Blaze -

She kept looking at me with a weird face, I took a glimpse of her eyes and she quickly looked away. Was she feeling worse? The effect of the pills is probably ending. "Are you okay? Are the cramps worse again?" I asked

"Hm a bit..." she said touching her stomach but then she realized "How do you know I have cramps?"

"You usually have bad humor but today is way more refined" I joked but she didn't like my joke that much. Her face was scaring me so I told the truth "Maybe Dorothy said something about it too"

"I can't believe that woman... what a traitor!" She said furiously, I couldn't help but smile at how easily she would change her emotions, I tried to bite my lip in order to hide my smile.

"Don't blame Dorothy... just eat this" I told her while placing a piece of fried chicken uramaki in her mouth. She was stunned by my actions but let me proceed tasting the sushi I just made, she was quiet surprise and once I saw her eyebrows lift and a smile creep on her face I knew the sushi was approved. "Hungry?" I questioned making her nod and pour the soy sauce into the small soy sauce plate I had placed for her.

She happily looked at the display of sushi and then looked at me, I guess she was asking for permission "Dig in" I smiled watching her happily eat sushi, how can this woman be so annoying yet so cute at the same time? She looks like a kid eating sugar.

"Whuy di you make thiiss?" She asked with her mouth full

"Sushi is a great meal when you're on your period" I answered

"Hm... how so?"

"Well, this sushi only has fried chicken, fried prawn, and salmon not forgetting the rice, fruit and nori" I explained "Salmon is a good food to eat on your period so I thought why not sushi?"

"Salmon is good?" She questioned while delighting herself with my food

"Yes. There is this thing in salmon that is called omega-3 fatty acids, so basically this fish is known for its antioxidant and anti-inflammatory properties, which means it can relax the uterus and fight cramps." I explained while she was eating and listening to me carefully

"Well, this is wonderful" she mentioned " What other foods can help me?"

"Dark Chocolate...Loaded with antioxidants and magnesium, plus it's connected with serotonin. Chamomile, Eggs, Watermelon, Banans, Red Meat and loads of water"

"How do you know all that?" She asked curious while I ate some sushi too

"I did study for medicine remember?"

"AHhhh" she exclaimed in understanding "so you're like a doctor who doesn't work?" she asked, I smiled at her question recalling those miserable times at medicine school

"More or so, Yes. I did end the bachelor degree in Medicine though my parents wanted me to proceed for the bachelor's in surgery to be a general surgery doctor but...you know how that ended" I explained, she nodded in comprehension

"It's like I have my own personal doctor" she commented

"Well I guess you could say that" I smiled. After finishing lunch. I gave her more medicine so the cramps would soothe down a bit. She lay down on the sofa as I cleaned the kitchen.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her, she only made a small noise, almost like a groan in pain. The kitchen was almost done so I walked to her to see how she was. She looked pretty tired, and she was all covered in the fur blanket... that was definitely not normal in the middle of May.

I walked over to her and placed my hand over her head "You are burning" I commented, but she didn't respond... I guess she was sleeping from the tiredness those cramps and fever were giving her.

I quickly looked for a thermometer and ran a cloth under cold water, I placed the cloth over her burning head and measured her temperature.

102.7ºF ( 39.3ºC)

She is burning. I removed the blanket from her and watched her curl up position. Her hand was on her stomach and her face was clearly in pain. I got a compress and dumped it into cold water and placed it on her belly while carefully pulling her shirt up to her upper abdomen.

As she felt the cold compress on her body she gave a breath of relaxation, calming me down a bit. I was hoping for the medicine she had taken for the cramps to lower her fever too, since they had both functions however I could see the medicine was taking a long time on her.

I kneeled near the couch where she was lying down and kept changing the compress on her stomach and the cloth on her head. After two hours or so she woke up a bit drowsy and tired. She tried to change positions but she was so tired she didn't even have the strength to carry her own body.

"Calm down. I will help you" I whispered turning her to the side, she was now facing me but she could barely keep her eyes open.

"I am sorry" she said leaving me confused

"For what?" I whispered again at her while massaging her head

"I am so much trouble" she pouted and started to cry silently, tears rushing through her beautiful and tired face and falling down to the couch

"You are not trouble" I commented

"I am! I can't walk or talk, I can't cook for myself and I made you cook... and it was so good and I feel so bad because you're taking care of me when you should be working " she cried out, her eyes always shut and the tears roaming down her face I couldn't help but smile at how attentive and delicate she was. Crying because I made her lunch, instead of being at work.

"I am here because I want to. I cooked for you because I wanted to, you are not forcing me to do anything" I explained while cleaning her tears with my thumb.

"Why are you being so nice?" She said weeping and messily cleaning her nose and tears with the back of her hand

"I told you I was trying to be a better husband" I smiled at the whimpering girl although she wasn't even seeing me, her eyes kept closed.

"i...hate ...you.. so much" she said between sobs

"I know" I said caressing her head "Do you want to watch a movie to relax?" I questioned and all she could do was nod a yes between her cries

"Then put yourself comfortable, pick a movie I will go get some snacks" I told her while helping her sit up straight and taking the cold cloth off her head

"Fine" she pouted grabbing the tv remote and picking a movie while I went to the kitchen to prepare some instant popcorn and placed on a bowl all kinds of snacks we had at home dark chocolate, M&M's, Cheetos, Oreo, and salted peanuts. "Why is cold on my belly?" she questioned while I was at the kitchen

"It's a cold compress for cold therapy, it can ease period pain naturally"

"Shouldn't it be warm?"

"Heat and cold therapy both work on period cramps relief although cold therapy as been having more positive results than heat. How are you feeling?" I asked taking the popcorn to another bowl and heading over the couch with the snacks.

"I am good... I guess it's better that the usual warm water that I put on" she said " Can we watch Mamma Mia?"

"Whatever you want" I said giving her a bowl of snacks. She put on the movie and watched it carefully while eating, at least she wasn't in pain or uncomfortable. As the movie played I watched her features change during the movies and I was stunned with her capacity to remember all the lines and songs of that movie... everything was going well till the S.O.S song which she decided to not sing and simply cry over it.

"Why are you crying? They are going to fix things" I told her while looking at hersd face

"Because it's sad" she gave a loud cry " They wasted half their lives because of a misunderstanding! It's sad"

"But that are getting back together"

"But they could have been together and in love if they weren't do stupid! They wasted half of their lives when they could be happy and in love" She cried out

"I wouldn't say they wasted half a lifetime. They happen to be the right people but it was the wrong time, maybe they weren't ready for each other at that time if they happen to be together maybe it wouldn't last... Now they meet in a different age, they are wiser and aware of their priorities and needs. Maybe it was meant to be like this.... Think of it, as if this was the only way, the better way they would be determined and decisive of what they really wanted. They didn't waste their lives, they lived it to the best to know what they lost and what they wanted for life" I explained while she sobbed between my explanations

"What did they want for life?" she asked while pouting

"Each other" I said looking at her eyes full of tears while my chest was tight.