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That Time of the Month.

         Once again we got home and I'm so tired. I wake up early and go to bed late, that's not good. My sleeping schedule has always been messed up. Klay parks the car and I get out as soon as he stops.

   "If you were so tired we could've left earlier." Klay says, following behind me. I take my keys and unlock the door.

"Hey baby." I lean down to pet Rocco. "I was having a good time." I reply, looking over my shoulder at Klay. I set my purse down and walk upstairs to our room. I take off my shoes and quickly change into some sweats.

"Maybe tomorrow we'll just stay in bed." Klay suggest, walking in and taking his shirt off at the same time. I climb into bed and watch him strip to his boxers. He climbs in next to me and pulls me into his arms.

"Sounds like a plan. Goodnight." I say, snuggling my way into his chest. His arms wrap tighter around me after he turns off the lights.

"Night, babe."

      Klay wakes up before me. His movement sadly woke me up. I wouldn't show that I'm awake, because I didn't want to get up. I hear the shower turn on and yes I am very tempted to go in there, but I don't. I'm liking the bed more at this moment.

     "Baby, you wanna go get breakfast?" Klay asks, and I moan. I thought he said we could stay in bed all day. "Then we can go right back to bed." I don't answer him. "I know your not sleeping." I feel his presence back on the bed.

"I'm honestly not feeling it." I declare, making him laugh. I feel his hand on my back and it rubs slightly.

"You're not coming down with something?" Klay asks, and that's when I remember. Shit. It's about that time of a month again and if I'm this tired; my period about to kill me.

"It's probably my period." That's why I've been in all of my feelings lately. This completely sucks.

"You've never been this bad, well tired." He mentions, and he right. Maybe because I haven't had sex in awhile. I read somewhere that if you don't have sex your body aches for it. Yet I'm probably just making all that up.

"Yea, I know." I reply, then I moan. I just want to sleep through this week. I'm going to be a huge party pooper this week. "I'll get up. Give me a minute."

"Take your time, babe." Klay leaves, and sounds like he exits the room. I count in my head 10 seconds and finally get up. I walk in the bathroom right away to get myself prepared for what's to come.

      I walk downstairs and see Klay sitting on the couch on his phone. I walk over to him and climb into his lap. His arms wrap around me and holds me close.

"Sorry I'm being such a debby downer." I whisper, closing my eyes, wanting to go back to sleep.

"If you don't want to go, we don't have to." Klay suggest, rubbing my back. I don't want this to ruin my mood or his.

"No. Let's get a move on." I climb off of him and go find my shoes. I slip on my Nike slides. I hope we're not going anywhere too nice, because the paps are gonna get some sexy pics.

"You probably don't wanna go anywhere fancy so is IHOP good?" Klay asks, opening the front door. I nod my head walking out the door. "Good."

       "What else fun summer things shall we do?" I ask, taking a sip of my well needed coffee. I'm gonna need like three of these to make me feel better.

"We could travel a bit." He suggest, and I would love that. I just have to get out of this funk of making me feel like shit.

"Where else could we travel too?" I ask, putting my elbows on the table. I rub my temples as I feel a headache coming on.

"Anywhere you want." I smile, he always knows how to make me feel special. I try to think on where else I want to go. The one thing that still lingers in my mind is me getting a new job. I know Klay won't like that, but I just need to know if anything happens I can take care of myself.

"I'll have to think about that." I reply, and he nods his head. Soon enough our food comes and I'm starving. Sometimes when I get my period I don't want to eat but this time I feel like I could eat a horse.

       "Damn girl." I just finished everything i got and it was hella good. Klay noticed how I ate everything.

"I was hungry." I state, making him laugh.

"I'm pretty sure that's an understatement." He right. I pull out my wallet but begin arguing with Klay on why I can't pay. This always ticks me off. I know he's just being a gentleman but come on, we're getting married! He can't pay for every meal we have.

     "I hate you sometimes." I state, as we get into his car. Klay chuckles, shaking his head. "We're getting married, you can't pay for every meal."

"Watch me." Ooh I'm gonna slap him. Fuck these emotions. I hate mood swings and I know if I don't watch myself it will come on bite me in the ass.