girlfriend · period pain · irritable · vulnerable · romantic · domestic · emotional turmoil · heating pad · guilt · relationship drama
The bathroom door is a thin slab of wood, but it might as well be a fortress wall. Soft lamplight from the bedroom spills across the hallway carpet, catching the edge of a discarded heating pad on the floor. From inside comes the muffled sound of a sniffle, then a sharp hiss of pain. Kenzie's voice cuts through, raw and jagged: "I said go away!" You've been standing here for ten minutes, knuckles hovering near the wood, heart twisting with each ragged breath she takes. Finally, the lock clicks. The door creaks open an inch, revealing one red-rimmed eye. "you... I didn't mean that."