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Unsung Heroes

Ch. 11 Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder... and Chocolate

Ch. 11 Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder… and Chocolate
I feel bloated. And gross. And fat. And I wanna eat EVERYTHING in my fridge but as soon as I go and look in it, everything but chocolate immediately becomes absolutely revolting, so I’ve been avoiding the kitchen.
This morning, my uterus decided to LOVINGLY wake me up by saying to me, “YOU ARE WOMAN, AND WE SHALL REMIND YOU OF THIS BY HAVING YOU BLEED FOR A WEEK AND FEEL LIKE KNIVES ARE STABBING YOU FROM THE INSIDE OUT AND HAVE EVERY KIND OF FOOD EXCEPT CHOCOLATE AND DIET COKE SOUND LIKE POISON!”
Ash had to go to the studio today, but he promised me last night he would come over. Now, I don’t think I want him to. He’d just see me on the couch, in my PJs still, without a shower or deodorant, not having eaten anything, curled into a fetal position as I couldn’t move to do anything.
He obviously knew that I had my periods – we’d been together almost three months, now – and normally I told him to avoid me when I was like this. But today, he seemed especially determined to see me… why, exactly? I basically told him that I turn into a hormonal, chocolate monster whenever this happens, but he doesn’t seem to care.
As pain flared up through my pelvis again, I moaned and rolled over to bury my face in the back of the couch and shouted “FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!” into it.
My periods have been bad since I was 18, when I got sick for a week, almost fainted, and then bled for a week. They’ve never liked me, so I started taking birth control to ease the symptoms. Unfortunately, for me, they didn’t seem to do much in that department. Sure, even though I didn’t have sex until Ashley, I didn’t get pregnant, and my skin was fucking amazing, but my actual period symptoms… HA!
I reached behind me to grab my phone and check the time: 5:47 pm. Fuck, did I lay here all day? I called work this morning to tell them I was taking a sick day, and thankfully this place doesn’t really question that kind of stuff.
I have no fucking idea when Ash got out of the studio, but honestly, I didn’t even know whether I wanted him here sooner or later.
I suddenly heard the door open and Ash saying, “Honey, I’m HOOOME!” Oh god, that boy was lucky he was cute and that I lo – NO! –, because right now, ANY sort of noise that wasn’t being made by me was annoying the fuck outta me. I was beginning to regret giving him the spare key to my apartment. He walked brightly into the living room, carrying grocery bags (aw, he remembered that I needed to shop but didn’t have time, that’s sweet) and a small black backpack… what did he have planned, exactly?
When he saw me glaring at him over my shoulder, he smiled sympathetically and set the bags down and crossed to me. He pulled me over onto my back and then into his lap. This whole time, my body remained stiff, so it was like picking up a stature curled into a ball. He wrapped his arms around me and massaged my lower back with his right hand.
I gave up on being mad at him and pressed my face into his chest.
“Ash, my uterus hates me,” I mumbled, struggling to unfurl myself from the position I was in, but my muscles screamed in protest.
He chuckled and kissed my head. “Baby, I don’t really know what to say that won’t get my head bitten off, but I brought something that might cheer you up,” He said carefully.
I looked up at him. “Oh?”
He smiled and suddenly, I was up in the air and he was carrying me. I squeaked and grabbed onto him. He laughed and then wrinkled his nose.
“Um, babe? Don’t take this the wrong way but… have you showered today? Or even changed?”
I pinched his arm in annoyance – too much pain to do much else. “No,” I pushed my face into his shoulder. “I’m in too much pain to move. This happens every time I get it, that’s why I tell you to stay away. I don’t need to have witnesses to my suffering.”
Suddenly, I was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, and Ash was leaning over the tub to turn on the water, making the room all steamy.
Getting on his knees in front of me, he pried my arms off my chest and pulled my shirt over my head, so I was just in my sports bra. I wear them to bed, so go away! He made me stand up – to which I made it VERY obvious that I didn’t like it, and he pulled my sweats off. Then he stopped and sat me at the edge of the tub.
“I’m pretty sure you want to take it from here,” he said smiling gently. “I’m gonna set something up in the living room, you just soak in the tub and holler if you need anything.” He left me in the bathroom. Slightly stunned, and shifted to lift my sports bra up, over my sore, swollen tits – I have Ds but when I get like this they actually get bigger and really sore and it’s horrible – and slipped off my underwear. When I scooted into the tub, the relief the hot water brought me was almost instantaneous, and I moaned without thinking about it.
It must have been loud though, because Ash suddenly poked his head through the door to look at me quizzically.
“You okay?”
I just nodded, bringing my hands up to rest on the rim of the tub and resting my head against my shoulder.
I don’t know how long I was laying there in the tub, all I know is sometime later, Ash was shaking me awake and the water was lukewarm. Helping me out of the tub, I wrapped a towel around myself and started to walk to my room, my pain was dulled down to a minor annoyance, now.
“Babe, are your boobs bigger?”
I turned, mainly out of annoyance, only to see genuine confusion on Ash’s face.
I laughed bitterly. “Yeah, they swell when I’m on the rag. It’s almost like my tits anticipate pregnancy so they act like I’m gonna start lactating.”
As my choice of words, Ash snorted and rolled his eyes.
“Baby, when you’re dressed, come into the living room, I have a surprise for you.” Oh, god, what? If it was some ploy to get sex I might kick him in the balls.
I put on a plain black tank and black granny panties and grey sweatpants, forgoing a bra altogether cause my goodies hurt too damn much.
I swear to god if Ash is just preparing some sort of romantic thing to woo me into sex then I swear I’m gonna – holy fucking bejebus what is all this?!
Instead of seeing what I thought was going to be things like candles and roses and weird romantic music, all I saw was a mountain of everything chocolate in the center of my coffee table, along with two two liter bottles of diet Coke, and he’s put on Nightmare Before Christmas in my DVD player and was sitting on the couch, waiting for me with a thick blanket and pillows that he must have brought from his apartment.
I’m in love.
And I’m not just saying that, I honest to God mean that. I, Indigo Luana Graham, was in love with Ashley Abrocket Purdy, and now that I know that, I am pretty damn scared. I had been thinking about it over the last couple of weeks, and once I caught myself before I said it to him. I ignored those thoughts – sort of – and shuffled over to go onto the couch and curl up into Ash’s side, and he tucked the blanket around us and put his arm around me, reaching forward to hand me a bag of M&Ms.
Pressing play on the DVD, he curled up around me with his arm around me and let me happily munch on my chocolate goodness. If you’re wondering whether or not I eat like this every time my period hits, I don’t, but it’s nice to have Ash remember that I get like this and help me out when I can’t really eat anything.
“Thanks, Ash,” I said quietly, throwing the wrapper on the ground and then reaching over the grab one of the liter bottles of soda. When I leaned back into Ash, he made an odd noise, and I looked up at him to see him looking at the bottle kind of wide-eyed.
“Are you gonna drink right out of the bottle?”
I rolled my eyes. “Well, my wonderful and loving boyfriend was kind enough to bring be soda, but no fucking cup,” I said in a sugary voice, unscrewing the lid of the bottle and leaning away from Ash so I could tilt the bottle back and chug it for about ten seconds and then letting out a giant belch that actually made Ash jump.
I looked back at him and smirked. “Did I ever tell you that if I could, I’d live off of diet Coke for the rest of my life?”
I capped the bottle and set it back on the coffee table so I could curl up into Ash again. He didn’t really answer me for a while, and just kept his arms around me, stroking my shoulders. About halfway through the movie, when Sally was trying to convince Jack to not do Christmas, Ash moved to kiss my temple and pull me closer so that was basically on his lap. I was pretty lethargic and relaxed now, and all the chocolate and soda I’d consumed by this point (several packs of M&Ms, a brownie, and half a bottle of soda) had stemmed most of my weird hormonalness, and I wasn’t feeling nearly as pissy as I was before.
Then, it happened.
“Baby, you want anything else?” Ash asked suddenly.
“Mm, no, I’m good Babe, thanks though.” I pressed my nose into his chest.
“Okay, you go ahead and sleep on me, I guess I’ll just stay here tonight,” he said teasingly, ruffling my hair.
“Oh, ha ha, love you too, Ash.” Aw, fuck.
Ash suddenly froze underneath me, and I felt his breath quicken.
I looked up at him to see he was suddenly zeroed in on the movie, his eyes wide and his cheeks turning red.
I sat up slowly, not sure how to approach this. If I said the wrong thing… most people think would think that him saying he loved ME would scare ME off… but I did commitment way more than Ashley did. Ashley, up until me I think, was basically AFRAID of commitment. To the point where he just had about a bazillion one night stands to make sure he never got committed to anyone.
“Ash?” Putting a hand on his arm, he jumped slightly and looked down at me.
He swallowed hard. “Um…” I kissed him before he could say anything.
“Ash, you don’t need to say anything, especially if you don’t feel the same way, I just wanted you to know that that is how I feel and” –
“I love you, too,” he interrupted me, a smile spreading over his face.
I felt my eyes start to water.
Forgoing the movie, I climbed – slowly – into his lap and wrapped my arms around him, kissing him deeply as his hands tangled into my hair and pulled me closer.
“Indy,” he said breaking away to press his forehead to mine. “You have NO IDEA how long I was waiting to say that. I honestly thought this was one-sided and that’s basically why I avoid commitment. There have been other relationships for me where I loved the girl so much and when I told her, she freaked and left. I was so afraid that you didn’t feel the same that I decided not to say anything at all because I was afraid to lose you and you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” He was rambling, and it was honestly pretty adorable watching him get all nervous and shy and his voice was getting quieter but faster as he kept talking.
Pulling back, I covered his mouth with my hand, and then smiled sweetly. “Ash, meu amor , por favor , mais o amor de Deus , calem a boca e me beija.” And, for the first time in three months, he actually seemed to understand what I was saying, because all he did was nod, and then remove my hand so that he could lean forward and kiss me deeply.

Notes

Yay, they've confessed their love for each other!!! :)
Translation: Ash, meu amor , por favor , mais o amor de Deus , calem a boca e me beija: means Ash, my love, please, more the love of god, just shut up and kiss me

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Comments

@Red Phoenix77
I write it out on Microsoft word and then copy and paste. Usually if I type it out directly it lags and refuses to let me edit it. When I write it out and copy and past, it shows paragraph breaks. Maybe it reads differently on other computers or something, but I have always been able to distinguish the paragraphs with my computer.

BlackIris BlackIris
11/12/18

I don't know how it would work on a phone, but I figured out on my computer that I have to click the Enter key twice at the end of a paragraph to get it to space, because just indenting doesn't work on here.

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
11/11/18

@BlackIris
Im reading on my phone and there are no spaces between each of the paragraphs. It might justf be my phone

@BlackVeilFireGirl99
Thanks. I don't know what medium you're using to read my story, but on my computer it shows separate paragraphs. I don't indent as it takes forever to do and doesn't always read. This site doesn't always like to allow me to edit and upload the way I would in any other scenario.

BlackIris BlackIris
11/1/18

This is a good story but you need to put spaces between the paragraphs otherwise its really hard to read as its just a giant block of text other then that I love the story. Its certainly and interesting read.