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"Yuh?" Huda said as she answered the phone.

"That's weird, no 'Hudzie's morgue, you stab 'em, we slab 'em' or some other weird-ass line today?" I asked her through the phone.

"Too sick for that crap." She explained.

"Oh, I was just about to ask you why you aren't at school but I guess that explains it," I told her as I walked over to my locker and unlocked it so I could pull my AP Human Geography book and notes out.

"Yeah, I think I might die, bro. I can't tell if it was blood that I had just coughed out or it was just the beats that I ate yesterday, but I do know that I feel like shit. Don't worry though, I'll live."

My eyes widened. "You coughed out blood?"

"Bro, I don't know, lol." She laughed before sneezing.

I chuckled right before the bell rang. "Oh well, I hope you feel better, I gotta head to class now."

"Ha! poor thin-" She couldn't finish her sentence before a harsh cough left her mouth.

"You good?"

"Perfect and sexy, as usual bab-" She was cut off again by a cough and the phone call ended.

I sighed, closing my locker and locking it before heading to class.

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"Yes, Miss Davis?" Mr. Garcia, our Biology teacher, asked me when he saw my raised hand.

It was currently 10:55 am and I was in the third period, only five minutes were left for the lunch break, and I was suddenly feeling an all too familiar weird feeling in my stomach. "M-may I please use the washroom?" I asked.

Mr. Garcia frowned a little at the uncomfortable face I was making and he nodded, "Yes you may. You might want to take your bag with you since the class will probably be over by the time you're done." He suggested.

I nodded my head and slung my bag over my shoulder, rushing out of the classroom.

Don't sneeze. Don't sneeze. Please don't sneeze.

I internally begged as I walked into the bathroom and rushed towards the closest stall.

I sighed after I checked and saw that my thoughts were correct... I have gotten my period. I mentally thanked God for putting a pad on this morning before going to school and placing the last two in my bag because I had a gut feeling that my period was coming soon.

I wasn't really in pain since my deadly cramps usually kick in a few hours after the blood comes out, but I definitely felt uncomfortable in some way.

I changed my pad and got out of the stall, my back slightly hurting me as I walked over to the sink. I sighed and washed my hands and dried them right before the bell rang. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the bathroom, making my way to the cafeteria.

I was close to reaching the cafeteria's double doors when I heard the whispers from behind me. "... Oh my god, what a slut! Didn't you notice how she rides with them every day both before and after school?" A girl said from behind me.

"What?" I heard another girl gasp.

"Yeah, I heard that she's letting them both screw her like a fucking sex toy."

"Do you think they're all dating? Like a... throuple?"

"No, I don't think so, since Cole and I hit it a week ago. Unless they're playing her. Poor girl, she must be oblivious. Why would Blake Evans and Cole Anderson fall for an ugly fattie like her?" A third girl giggled.

I felt a sharp stab in my heart when she said that part. "Yeah, they'd definitely pick a skinnier and prettier one if they wanted to try such a thing," The first girl said, you could literally hear the disgust dripping from her voice.

"Wait isn't she the one with the dead parents?" One of them gasped.

That was it for me. I couldn't take their words anymore; I started sprinting the other way, tears were building up in my eyes. I felt a sad and dark feeling rise in my chest along with the familiar feeling of panic and my breathing hitched.

"Livi?" I heard someone call out my name but I ignored it, I just needed to get out of here and calm down before I trigger a panic attack.

I did sense the feeling of panic but I was honestly more hurt and downhearted than anything. "Olivia!" The voice called my name again before felt a pair of arms stop me.

"Livi?" Blake's eyebrows furrowed and his confused expression turned into a soft and worried one when he saw my barely tear-streaked face. "Olivia, what's wrong?" his voice was as soft as ever.

I thanked God that I hadn't let more than a few tears escape my eyes so I wouldn't embarrass myself in front of him.

"Blake- I-" I choked out and looked away. "I n-need to get o-out." I tried taking a deep breath and closed my eyes.

Blake's expression was still confused but he didn't ask any questions as he quickly led me out of the hall and walked me to the school's entrance.

I felt the fresh breeze of air hit my face as soon as we stepped foot out of the school and I quickly took a deep breath and let it out as I searched my surroundings and counted the things around me, just how Luke taught me.

I wasn't having a panic attack but I knew that I had to do this if I didn't want to suffer through one right now.

"Olivia? Are you okay?" Blake asked worriedly as he crouched down a little to see my face. I felt insecure about my face now that he was this close to me and I pretended to rub my hands against my cheeks as I smoothly pushed a few locks to the sides of my face to cover the edges of my cheeks.

"Y-yeah." I breathed, looking away from his hazel green eyes. I was way calmer now.

"Hey," He whispered to catch my attention. I really didn't want him to watch me right now. "Muffin? Were you crying? What happened?" his voice was still softer than usual.

"N-no, it's nothing. I just felt kind of- I'm okay, I was just stressed over something a little, I needed to get out." I smiled as I half-lied. I really didn't know what to say.

My heart still hurt so much over the girls' words and I wanted to let the tears out so badly, but I forced myself to not think about it and focus on something else, anything else.

Blake. Blake's perfect face.

"Hey, guys, what are you doing out here? I saw you rushing out of- Olivia?" Cole's eyes furrowed when he saw my face. "What's going on?"

Blake looked at me for a few more seconds, I looked back at him and silently pleaded with my eyes for him to not say anything.

Blake simply mouthed "smile" and straightened his posture from being crouched down to my level and turned around to face Cole. He let out a small chuckle that sounded genuine. I didn't show my confusion on my face and just smiled at Cole. "Nothing, we just went out because I needed to tell Muffin, over here, something and she laughed a bit too hard." Blake gestured towards my slightly dampened eyes.

Damn, that was smooth.

"Oh, okay. Are you guys done?"

Blake looked back at me and gave me one of his rare warm smiles. "Yep," I answered after clearing my throat.

"Great. Please kindly get your asses to the cafeteria now." Cole smiled at us and turned around, beginning to walk away, expecting us to follow him.

Blake gave me one last look and whispered, "You okay?" in a voice that was too low for Cole to hear.

I smiled and began walking behind Cole with Blake beside me. "Thank you," I whispered.

He gave me a smirk, going back to being his cocky self. "No problem, Muffin."

The three of us entered the cafeteria and I kept my head held down and my eyes glued to the floor as we walked over to their table so I could avoid making eye contact with anyone that believed the horrible rumors.

Cole grabbed my arm gently, like he always does, and dragged me to the table, making me sit beside him again. I could feel dozens of pairs of eyes on me and I just wanted to crawl under the table and hide away from their gazes.

"Hey," Jordan smiled as he greeted me, I smiled back at him in response and tried my best not to look around. I noticed that Peter wasn't here today and it was only Jordan who was seated at the table before we arrived.

The guys kept talking, laughing and roasting each other while I just sat there, staring at my hands on the table. The back pain was slowly getting more uncomfortable while my lower stomach area started to annoy me even more.

I was so hungry, I was craving so many things, and it was all ten times worse than usual since I'm on my period and I'm always hungrier and craving all kinds of foods when it's that time of the month.

Fattie

Ugly

Though as hungry as I was, I didn't really feel like eating and I think it would be better for me to just reduce my intake of food for a couple of days.

"Muffin?" I heard Blake say in a low voice over the sound of Jordan and Cole's arguing.

"Hmm?" I looked up at him from where I was seated in front of him.

His eyebrows were furrowed and he eyed my fingers that I was playing with for a split second then looked back up at me. "You didn't eat."

Crap.

"What?" I acted like I didn't hear him so I could come up with an excuse while he repeated himself.

"Why didn't you eat anything?"

"I uh- I'm not really hungry." I tried.

He knit his eyebrows even more. "That's impossible. You didn't eat anything this morning because we were in a rush. Are you not feeling well?"

"N-no, I am." I sighed. Attempting to come up with another lie, I said, "I just forgot my wallet and I don't mind waiting 'til we go home."

Blake stood up. "What? No. You'll starve. I'll get you something. Come." He nodded his head towards the lunch lady and the vending machine.

I shook my head no at him. "N-no it's fine. Thanks anyway, though."

Blake ignored me and just walked over to the other end of the cafeteria. My eyes caught a table of girls staring at him as he ordered something and then they averted their gazes to me and glared.

I quickly looked away and shrunk back in my seat. I saw Cole scrunch his face at me then avert his eyes to the girls' table. "Got a fucking problem?!" He yelled at the top of his lungs as he glared at the girls who immediately stopped scowling and looked away, their faces turning red.

His yell attracted the attention of almost every single student in the cafeteria and I felt the gazes of a billion eyes on us and I suddenly just wanted to shrink away and disappear out of their sight.

Cole had also attracted the attention of Blake and he turned his head away from the lunch lady and knit his eyebrows for the millionth time today. He looked at me with a questioning look and I just looked away and down at my fingers, fiddling with them.

A pang of hunger hit my empty stomach and it distracted me from focusing on the people around me. Damn, I wanted to eat.

Jordan clapped his hands together and yelled, "Nothing to fucking see here. Eyes back on your disgusting food and friends-"

"ESPECIALLY YOU 'LADIES'!" Cole narrowed his eyes at the group that was glaring at me earlier. Their faces turned even a brighter shade of red and they all looked down again.

"That's what I fucking thought," Cole muttered under his breath. "Why the fuck were they looking at you like that?" He turned his head towards me.

"Who?" Blake chimed in. He handed me two sandwiches that were wrapped and sat down, "I didn't really know whether I should get the tuna or the turkey sandwich since you ate a tuna one yesterday and a turk- nevermind, I just got you both instead because... I don't know, the more you eat the better, I guess." He ran his fingers through his hair.

I frowned at him. "You didn't have to, I really could have just waited until we got home. Thank you, though."

"No problem. Now, eat." He demanded in a half-playful half-serious tone.

I couldn't really avoid eating when I knew Blake was watching me and I didn't really complain since the sight of the turkey sandwich was delicious enough to make my mouth water and it was hard to stop myself from eating it when it was this close to me.

Blake smiled when he saw me unwrap the sandwich and take a bite out of it, my face clearly showing a satisfied expression when the taste hit my tongue and I swallowed the bite.

"So, who was looking at her like what?" Blake asked Cole again.

"Those fucking ho- girls over there, they looked like they were trying to stab her with their eyes or something. Looked like a bunch of idiots." Cole eyed the girls' still-red faces with disgust.

Blake turned his head towards them and squinted his eyes a bit, probably wondering why I had a bunch of gorgeous girls scowling at me like I'm dirt on their shoes. He muttered something under his breath and then turned his head back towards us, checking if I was still eating my sandwich.

"Do you know why?" Blake asked me, leaning back against his chair and crossing his arms over his chest.

I shook my head no and shrugged as I chewed on the delicious sandwich.

"That's weird."

No, it's not. Some girls are just bitchy like that.

A thought crossed my mind as I remembered the hurtful words I had heard a group of girls say about me about half an hour ago and I wondered if they were the same girls that were sitting at that table.

"So, are you and Peter still coming later?" Cole asked Jordan and I thanked God that the attention was no longer centered on me.

"No, I don't think so, since Peter's busy and I might not be able to come," Jordan answered as he took a bite out of his apple.

"What? Why?"

I cut their voices off after that and just continued eating my sandwich as I stared at nothing in particular.

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"What're we eating today?" Cole asked Blake as he unlocked our apartment's front door so we could get in.

"I'm making steak since it's the quickest option and it's been two months since I last made it," Blake answered, stepping foot into the house.

"N-"

"Shut the fuck up, I'm not making scallops." Blake interrupted. "We already ate chicken this week, and it's also my turn so I'm the one who decides."

Cole huffed as I stepped foot into the apartment last and locked the door behind me, taking my shoes off lazily and walking towards my room. I'm exhausted and the back pain is getting worse.

"Where are you going?" Cole asked.

"'M gonna go take a nap."

Cole nodded. "The food will be ready in like an hour or less, do you want me to wake you up?"

I shook my head, "No thanks, I don't think I'll be hungry by then and I just want to sleep." I know for a fact that I'll be starving by then because it's been about four hours since lunch break and I was already a little hungry right now, but I was more exhausted than anything and all I could think about at the moment was snuggling into my bedsheets and sleeping.

"You sure?"

I nodded my head and then lazily walked to my room after Cole wished me a good nap. I collapsed onto the bed as soon as I reached it and I was out before I knew it.

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I lay there on the bed clutching my stomach, tears were pouring out of my eyes and I felt like I was going to pass out from the pain.

I looked at the alarm clock beside me and saw that it was 5 pm. I only had an hour and thirty minutes of sleep and was woken up by the extremely sharp stabs of pain in my lower back and stomach area.

I don't want a uterus anymore. Please god, give me a penis, I need a miracle to happen. My lower back hurts so much that I can't even stand up to get painkillers.

I shift uncomfortably in my place, trying my best to find a position that would slightly ease my back pain, but nothing works. It even actually gets worse with every single goddamn movement.

Suddenly the pain in my lower stomach struck harder and I felt an extremely intense wave of stabs hit every spot in my entire lower area. I couldn't bite my tongue back anymore and I let out an ear-piercing scream in pain, not caring if the entire town had heard me.

Goddamn dysmenorrhea.

My body shook even harder as I let out a bunch of strangled sobs and loud cries. Why was it getting worse? I could have sworn it was less painful last month, but then, I had taken two painkillers as soon as I had sensed the pain coming so it didn't feel this harrowing that week.

The door suddenly flung open and both Cole and Blake came rushing towards the bed where I was lying, their faces holding the most worried expressions I've ever seen them wear. I didn't even bother sparing them another look as I shut my eyes close tightly for just a second, causing about a zillion tears to escape them as I tried my best not to let out another loud cry.

Their eyes widened when they noticed the tears pouring out of my red puffy eyes and Blake pressed both his hands to my cheeks, wiping away some of the escaped tears with his thumbs, "Olivia!? What happened? What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.

I couldn't answer him; the pain was too unbearable, so I just continued to clutch my stomach and cry.

Cole crouched down and was about to say something before his eyes landed on my hands clutching my lower stomach and his eyes widened "Olivia is it your-" I nodded before Cole could finish his sentence, a whole pool of tears trailing down even faster and landing on the pillowcase quickly because of the movement of my head.

"Shit! Wait, I'll be right back. Did you eat anything in the last couple of hours, Olivia?" Cole asked, getting up and heading towards the door, I shook my head 'no'. The last thing I had eaten was probably the turkey sandwich that Blake handed me at lunch.

I could almost feel Blake holding back a frown once he saw me shake my head from left to right. But he just kept the worried and almost scared look on his face instead.

I think he was too focused on thinking of ways to calm the animal that I am down and shut me up instead of scolding me for my poor intake of food.

Cole rushed out of the room and came back a few moments later holding a bottle of pills, a glass of water, and a banana. He crouched down beside Blake and put the glass and pills on the nightstand.

I reached my hand out to take the pills but Blake stopped me by gently grabbing my hand and brushing his thumb against my knuckles. "Olivia you need to eat something before taking them. Cole got you a banana, do you think you can eat it?" He asked while brushing away the strands of hair sticking to my damp cheeks.

I nodded yes. I don't really feel like eating anything right now but I just want to get rid of the pain as soon as possible.

They smiled weekly yet softly at me, and Cole handed Blake the banana. He pealed it before breaking a quarter of it and feeding it to me while Cole left the room again, saying he'll be right back.

After Blake finished helping me eat the banana, which I would have felt way more embarrassed about if I wasn't too focused on not screaming in his ear and passing out, Blake helped me sit up and gave me the painkillers and the glass of water.

I swallowed them down and went back to lying down. The pain was still excruciating and my uterus still felt like it was going to explode.