"RAE ALEXANDRA MATTHEWS OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR!" Jaime screamed from the other side of my bedroom door.

"Just fuck off, Himes," I groaned and rolled over in my bed to look out the window. I didn't say I was the nicest girl when I had my period. And Jaime was pushing my buttons.

"It's two in the fucking afternoon!" He banged on the door. "Get your crampy ass up! You didn't even go to work today!"

I jumped out of bed and threw the door open, "I CALLED OUT SICK BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE I'M FUCKING DYING, JAIME. IF I WANT TO STAY IN BED UNTIL NEXT FUCKING WEEK I WILL!"

"Woaaaah… calm down, killer," Mike's voice sounded from behind Jaime. I groaned at the sound of his voice, not wanting to lash out on Mike today. "You promised me lunch…"

"I hate you for remembering!" I threw my hands in the air and both boys laughed at me. I walked over to my mirror and looked at myself. I was a wreck. I was in Mike's boxers and a sports bra… my hair was all crazy… I did not feel like getting ready. "Do we have to go?" I whined before crawling back into my bed and pouting in Mike's direction.

Jaime shook his head and walked away as Mike just laughed and walked in my room, closing the door behind him. He took a seat next to me on the bed and smiled, "There's Velveeta in the kitchen…"

"You are the best!" I smiled and hugged him before getting back out of my bed and walking to the kitchen, Mike right behind me. Jaime was glaring at me as I started shoveling the food into my mouth. "What the fuck are you looking at?"

"I hate when you have your period, you turn into a fucking monster. Do you need a snickers to go back to normal?" Jaime groaned. "You need to get out and into the sun or something."

"Yeah! Let's go let my skin cook outside as my vagina is fucking bleeding. Sounds so pleasant," I huffed and continued eating. Mike and Jaime both cringed at my words. "That was ugly."

"Thanks," Mike shook his head. "You seriously are a monster."

"What did you expect? Periods are not like the commercials where girls put their tampons in and go fucking dancing through a field of daisies, Michael," I put my bowl in the sink as he laughed at me. "Thank you for making me food, though," I smiled and wrapped my arms around him, standing on my toes and placing a small kiss on his adam's apple.

"You're welcome, princess," he laughed. "I'm guessing you still don't want to leave the house?" I shook my head, "Do you want to go lay down?" I nodded and he laughed.

"Don't become her bitch, Mike," Jaime warned. "She'll make you one… fast." I grinned at his words. I did have a tendency to make guys my bitches, but it's not like I did it against their will.

"I think I wear the pants in this relationship, Jaime." Mike answered.

"Not when I take them off you when we get in the room," I mumbled and Jaime's eyebrows flew up.

"RAE I DO NOT WANT TO KNOW ABOUT WHAT YOU… JUST… EW!" Jaime gagged, "Never again."

"Come on, Mikey. Dick sucking awaits…" I laughed and turned on my heel as Mike grinned at Jaime and followed behind me.

"FUCK YOU NOW I HAVE THAT IMAGE IN MY HEAD!" Jaime screamed and I closed the door behind us.

"I know you're not going to give me head," Mike laughed as he kicked his shoes off and jumped onto my bed. "But I'll rub your tummy for you. Come here," he reached his arms out towards me and grabbed me.

"I hope you know I'm going to fall asleep on you," I laughed as I rested my head on his shoulder. "And then you're going to have to move me without waking me up, 'cause if you do I will murder you."

"Do you want to go out with all of us to the bar tonight?" Mike asked as he rubbed my stomach lightly.

"We'll see… wake me up before you leave to go home then," I smiled and kissed his cheek. I then yawned and closed my eyes for another nap.

Hours later, I was woken up by Mike shaking me softly and saying my name over and over again. My eyes fluttered open and he gave me a warm smile.

"How you feeling?"

"Eh," I replied and sat up in the bed. I laid my back against the headboard and looked at him as he stood at the side. "What time are you going to the bar?"

"Probably around ten-thirty. It's eight right now." He replied. I nodded. "Do you want to come along?"

"I don't think so. I just feel like shit." I shrugged, being honest. I didn't want to wind up going out with them, getting cramps, and then being miserable the rest of the night because I know everyone would be trashed and I'd just sit there pissed off.

He sighed, "Do you want me to stay…"

"No. You go out and have a good time," I cut him off. "I'm going to stay here, shower, and probably just watch a few movies."

"You sure?" He asked while frowning.

"Yes, Mike." I said sternly, just to get my point across.

"Okay, well I will have my phone if you need me." He leaned down and pressed his lips against my forehead, "I'll talk to you later, baby."

"Bye Mikes," I grinned and kissed his lips softly before watching him exit my room.

I hopped out of bed, shimmied out of my clothes and threw a towel around myself. I walked to the bathroom, turned the shower on and walked back into my room to grab my iPod. I placed it into the dock in the bathroom and turned on Sublime's album, 40 Oz to Freedom, before locking the door and taking my towel off and setting it on the top of the toilet. I hopped into the shower and started to wash myself. I took my time, knowing that the hot water and steam was going to make all my cramps and back pain feel 100 times better. I washed my hair, conditioned, washed my body, shaved my entire body, conditioned again, washed my face, and then washed my body again. After rinsing all the conditioner out of my hair, my shower was over and the water was starting to run a little cold. I turned off the faucet and grabbed my towels. I wrapped my hair up in a towel and then I wrapped a towel around my body. I looked at the time on my iPod and it flashed nine. I shrugged and turned the music off before walking out of the bathroom and into the kitchen. I made a bag of popcorn and grabbed a water bottle before making my way back to my room. I was guessing that Jaime was gone… 'cause he wasn't anywhere in the apartment and the front door was locked. I put the food and the water down on my beside table and lotioned my body. I then threw on a pair of cheekies and an Iron Maiden shirt I stole from Mike. I towel dried my hair a little bit, then plopped my ass in bed and turned on the television. White Chicks was on, so I decided to watch that while I devoured my popcorn.

A few hours later, I was bored of watching movies and sitting on my ass so I decided to go on a cleaning rampage. I cleaned my entire room, and then the entire family room, and then I decided that it was about time someone disinfected our kitchen. By the time I was halfway through scrubbing the floor, a very drunken Jaime stumbled his way into the apartment.

"RAE BEAR!" He yelled, sounding like a little boy. "My bestest friend in the entire world."

"Don't come in the kitchen," I warned shaking my finger at him. "Floor is wet, and you will fall… and then I'll have even more of a mess to clean up."

"Yes ma'am," he giggled. "I drank too much tonight… Whiskey… Gin… Vodka… Tequila… beer… whatever I could get my hands on."

"I can tell… you're a mess," I laughed and started scrubbing the floor again. "Have a good time?"

"A great time! Wish you had come out though. So does Mike. He looked all lost without you," Jaime joked and laughed at his own joke. "Just kind of stood there getting wasted, he didn't even look at a single girl! He really likes you Rae!"

"I know, Himes," I shrugged. "He's told me."

"And he's still kind of upset that you haven't told him how you feel about everything. He wants to ask you out on a real date," Jaime hiccuped.

"I wish you wouldn't tell me these things," I groaned and stopped cleaning the floor. I walked out into the living room and looked at Jaime who was sitting on the couch smiling. "These conversations should stay between you and Mike. You know that."

"You have a right to know what you're missing out on." He groaned, "I think I'm gonna go to bed."

"Can you make it to bed?" I asked raising an eyebrow and smiling at him.

He stood up and wobbled a little, "I have got this." He stumbled his way away from the couch slowly.

"Just don't throw up in your bed, Himes…" I laughed as he walked down the hallway to his room, holding his hands against the walls to keep balance. He shot me a smile before entering his room and closing the door.

I tried to put what he said about Mike in the back of my mind as I finished cleaning the kitchen. I cleaned out the fridge, cleaned the oven, cleaned out the cabinets and pantry, and then took a seat at the island and sipped on a glass of wine. My phone started going off and I grabbed it, seeing Mike's name flashing on the screen… it was three in the morning, what could he possibly want.

"Hola, como estas?"
"I knew you'd be awake," Mike laughed into the phone. "How you feeling?"
"Better. I cleaned the entire apartment other than the bathroom and Jaime's room… those are his territories," I laughed as I heard Mike erupt in laughter.
"So I guess movie night was a bust?"
I sighed, "I got bored after one movie… and I was sitting there eating… I really shouldn't just lay in bed and eat… then I wonder why my ass keeps growing."
"Ain't nothing wrong with that," we laughed. "Are you done for the night?"
"Yeah. I'm just relaxing and drinking a glass of wine."
"You're drinking this late?" He questioned.
"If you were a girl you'd understand. You want to sleep all day, but then you can't sleep at night so you just stay up."
I could picture him shaking his head, "Well I'm happy I was blessed with a penis."
"Me too," I laughed.
"Don't be bad," Mike laughed. "I missed you tonight."
"I missed you too, Mikey…" I sighed, "Look… I know it's been like two weeks since you told me how you felt and I still haven't really responded to it, and then Jaime brought it up tonight and like… I'm not good with expressing feelings… you know that… I'm worse than you… and I know you can tell how I feel… so I wish you'd not beat yourself up over it."
"I just want to hear you say it, Rae," he sighed. "Just tell me how you feel."
I groaned, "Do I have to say it?"
"Yes," he laughed.
"Ugh…" I sighed. "I like you, Michael."
"Was it so hard?" He joked.
"Yes," I huffed.

Notes

I KNOW IT'S SUPER SHORT - DON'T HATE ME!!!
I was so torn between putting drama in this chapter or not.
I actually have no idea where I am taking this story.
I wing every chapter as I write it... and just make them flow.
We'll see what I'm feeling for the next chapter!

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