"Ugh..." Wendy curled up into a ball and groaned.
The pain seemed to be coming from her abdomen and it was becoming very uncomfortable.She rolled
over to get out of bed.
The second her feet hit the floor, she felt something warm gush down her legs.
"Oh, no.Shit!" Wendy briskly made her way to the bathroom.
‘Shit, shit, shit! Her period had come.It felt as though a stick had been stuck up her vagina, violently
stirring her organs around. She sat down on the toilet, her face pale with pain.
"Damn it! Why did it have to come at this time?"
Ever since she was thrown into the sea four years ago, she found that her menstrual cycle had become
very irregular. She would only get her period every two to three months.
The first two days were the absolute worst.
The pain was always so intense that she would almost feel like dying.
When she went to see the doctors about this, she was told that it was largely due to her damaged
uterus and that it would need a long process of healing.
But because she wasn't exactly in the best financial situation in the past years, she couldn't afford the
time or money needed to heal.
Consequently, her periods had grown worse over time.
This was her first period since coming back from abroad.The pain came in waves, one after another,
not giving her even a minute to rest.
Soon, Wendy's forehead was filled with beads of cold sweat.She realized something important.
There were no tampons in her possession right now.
Wendy gritted her teeth as she tried her best to line her underwear with many layers of tissue paper.
Once she was satisfied, she got up and walked out of the bathroom, bending over in pain.
Every step she took felt like a sharp stab to her abdomen.
"Ah!" She hissed and inhaled sharply as she switched on the light and hobbled to get the kettle, leaning
on the wall for support.
The kettle was unfortunately empty.
Groaning, Wendy turned and struggled back to the bathroom to fill it up.
It wasn't even that far of a distance, but it took her several minutes to get there.
After filling up the kettle, she walked out of the bathroom and prepared herself for another round of
walking.
But by this time, her hands were already shaking.
Clang! She dropped the kettle too hard on the table, causing it to topple over and fall off.
All of the water spilled out of the kettle and onto the carpet beneath her feet.
‘Shit! ‘ Wendy tried to bend down and pick it up, but her abdomen started to cramp up again.
She was sweating all over her body.Yet her abdomen felt colder than a winter night.
There was no strength left in her to fill the kettle again, so she just stumbled back to her bed and
wrapped herself up in her quilt.
Fine, I'll just go back to bed! If I fall asleep, I won't feel the pain..
Wendy clutched her abdomen with both hands and shut her eyes.She then tried to hypnotize herself
back to sleep.
"Go to sleep, Wendy.Everything's going to be fine when you fall back asleep."
However, after several attempts, it proved to be useless.The pain seemed to be even worse than
before.It wasn't long before her bed sheet was now wet from her excessive sweating.Her hair was also
so wet that it stuck to her face.
‘Ugh, it hurts! She bit her lip so hard that it almost bled.
Ding! All of a sudden, her doorbell rang.
Wendy was too preoccupied with pain.She opened her mouth and tried to speak at the sound of the
doorbell.
But not even a croak left her throat.She was too weak to speak, more so get out of bed and answer the
door.
A few seconds later, the doorbell finally stopped ringing.Wendy's eyes dimmed at the lost chance of
help.She had no choice but to silently endure the pain.
But all of a sudden, she heard someone kicking her door down with loud thuds.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Someone had kicked it open from the outside.
Wendy mustered enough energy to raise her head and saw that it was Ryan who rushed in, with a face
ridden with anxiety.
Luke followed closely behind, nervously trying to stop him.
"Bro! Wendy's just probably fallen asleep.Did you seriously have to kick down the door? You're
overthinking this.She was perfectly fine when she entered her room a while ago.It hasn't even been
that long yet.How could something happen to her when..." Luke followed Ryan inside.
His voice trailed off at the sight of something.
"Well, I..."
He stared at the fallen kettle on the wet carpet, and then turned to Wendy.
The two found Wendy in her bed, curled up and groaning weakly.She was covered in sweat.Her face
was deathly pale and her eyes looked dull.
Luke was speechless.
‘Oh no! What is going on with Wendy?" Ryan immediately rushed to her side faster than Luke could
react.
Worry was written all over his face as he bent down and tried to scoop Wendy into his arms.
"No! Don't!" Wendy croaked.
"Don't touch me..."
"I need to take you to the hospital," Ryan insisted anxiously.
"No...I don't need..."
Ryan huffed and angrily replied, "Stop trying to pretend that you are okay! You are obviously in pain
and need to go to the hospital!"
Wendy looked as if she had just been pulled out of the water.Her face was so pale and her lips were
almost turning a bluish shade.She looked like she was a second away from dying.
Ryan was engulfed in panic.His heart pounded out of his chest and an ominous feeling of fear loomed
over him.
"Luke, get the car ready now!"
"Okay!"
"No, I..."
Wendy's sentence was cut short by another wave of pain.She instinctively grabbed onto Ryan's sleeve
and squeezed it.
"I don't need to go...I really don't...It's just...menstrual pain..." Ryan was taken aback.
"Menstrual...pain?" he repeated.
Wendy managed to nod in reply.
"Put me down.I feel better when...I'm on my bed..."
Menstrual pain was something Ryan was completely oblivious to.He had no choice but to obey Wendy
and put her back on her bed.His contact with women was very limited.
Of course, he knew that they had monthly periods, but he had absolutely no idea that it could be this
painful.
This was one of the few blind spots of his knowledge.He found himself at a loss what to do.
"Wendy, I..."
"Don't...Don't talk to me.It hurts to reply..." Ryan pursed his lips and nodded.
Wendy was overcome with another wave of pain.She curled up and clutched her abdomen, biting on
her quilt.
Beads of sweat tricked down from her hair onto her temples.
'She says she doesn't need to go to the hospital.But I can't just watch her suffer like this! What should I
do? Ryan also began to break out into a sweat.
He turned his gaze to Luke for help.Luke stepped back, frightened by Ryan's stare.
'Why is Ryan looking at me like that? I'm scared"
"Didn't you have a lot of ex-girlfriends? What did you do when they were like this?" Luke opened his
mouth but found nothing to reply.
Shit!
I do have a lot of ex-girlfriends.But I never had a girlfriend suffering from menstrual pain.Luke racked
his brain for any sort of information that might be useful.
"I heard that drinking hot water might help..."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Go and boil some water!" Luke scrammed to pick up the kettle and ran
to the bathroom to fill it.
"Hurry up!"
"Okay, okay!"
Luke hurriedly filled the kettle and plugged it in for boiling.He looked over at his brother with admiration.
They had booked the suite next door to Wendy's.
Ryan heard something fall in Wendy's suite just now and was instantly worried.He went outside to
check on her.He rang the doorbell many times, but she didn't answer.
Luke insisted that they go back to sleep, thinking that Wendy was asleep and wouldn't hear the
doorbell.
But Ryan was stubborn and kept ringing the doorbell.
When Wengy still didn't answer the door, Ryan grew even more worried.
Instead of waiting for the receptionist to send over someone with a key card, he went straight to kicking
down the door.
Luke now really admired his brother.
On the other hand, Ryan felt lucky that he stayed in the suite next to Wendy's for the night.
Otherwise, Wendy would have fainted in the room alone, and no one would have noticed and helped
her.
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