The bedsheet was soaking

Hazel Michelson

“Oh, I just got my periods”. Then I pushed his hand out and pulled the quilt all over my body up to chin.

“what the fucking shit”. He said with the viscous smile on his face.

“okay let’s see it” he said with a devilish smile on his face.

“what” I thought he had lost his mind.

“LET ME SEE YOUR PERIODS” His mouth twisted into smile.

“take off your underwear”. He mocked me.

I moved away from him on the bed ” you are not serious”.

“No, I am not joking, I am fucking serious. Show me your periods”. He said with a devilish smile on his face.

“you pathetic psycho”.

“Are you taking off your under wear or not”. He said in a warning tone.

“No, I am not doing that”.

“Okay then let me see it myself”. With that he grabbed my foot and pull me toward himself. My back hits the bed and my legs are on his thighs. He was keeping me there. I try to kick him in the crotch but he stops my foot with his hand.