That Boy - Page 26

"What...?" I slowly asked. I realized some of the blood stain was in plain sight from under me.

A thought came in my head. Embarrassing, but efficient. "Oh...that. Uh, I was actually hoping you wouldn't see that..." I stood up and brushed a strand of hair out of my face.

"Are you hurt?" He was worried. He took a step closer. I acted uncomfortable. "No, I'm not hurt...dad..."

"What is it honey? You can tell me." He was confused now. I sighed. How… freaking… embarrassing.

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I stayed silent as a rock in her closet, listening. Her dad had seen the blood on her bed. I knew I should have left! I shouldn't have slept over here.

I couldn't see what was going on; her door was almost all the way closed. I knew she was probably going to tell her dad everything. She didn't seem like the type to lie, especially to her own parents.  I prepared to come out of the closet.

"Dad... I'm, uh... on my period."

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I said it and gave my father a weak, embarrassed smile. His expression was priceless!
"Oh! Oh! Oh... kay... uhmmmm." He was clearly uncomfortable. "Yeah, I'll let you and your mother figure all... that out, then..." He awkwardly left, closing the door behind him.

I relaxed and sighed hugely. He believed it!  I fell back on my bed, glad he was gone. My closet door creaked open and the boy peeked out.

He... was... laughing! Laughing!