"Clarissa, if you don't open the damn door in the next five seconds I will knock it down." I breathe in and out as I hear Alejandro argue with Clarissa. I thought no one would be home. That it would just be me, the weekly book mom is making me read, and a nice cup of juice. And if I was feeling extra crazy, maybe even play some video games.

That did not fucking happen. Turns out the little brats came straight home after school. What a pair of losers.

I walk over to the bathroom to see what the whole commotion is about.

"Dude, she's been there for the last twenty minutes. The bathroom has only flushed once." Alejandro tells me. How he knows it's only been flushed once freaks me out.

"I'm disgusted by the fact that you pay attention to that," I respond to my dear brother.

"Clarissa, can you hurry up in there. Alejandro seems to be having one of his emergencies. I think he's suffering from his man period." The way to get past Clarissa is by being calm and sweet. Not being a bitch like Alejandro.

"See, she doesn't even respond!" He grabs his hair and pulls on it.

"Callate." We hear a voice from the bathroom. We both stay silent for a second and that's when I hear it. Oh please no. The gentle sobs and whimpers can only be noticed if you pay close attention. Is Clarissa crying? "You fucking moron, you made her cry!" I whisper shout.

"What? No, I didn't. Fuck. Mami is going to kill me." He says.

"She'll kill both of us, you big fat imbecile idiot." I know she will. Mother will kill me for letting Alejandro argue with her. And she'll kill Alejandro for making her cry.

"Bribe her with something!" My brother says. Both of us are still whispering.

"I don't have anything." I groan bumping my head into the nearest wall a few times.

Bump

Bump

Bump

I walk back to the bathroom door. "Clarissa, are you okay?" I ask once I'm able to hold myself from strangling Alejandro.

"No." Her voice is fragile. Like she's trying her hardest to sound strong and brave. My heart breaks for my baby sister.

"What's wrong princesa?" Alejandro uses her childhood nickname. It's one she's always loved being the little brat she is. I know for a fact she would prefer if we called her a queen or mi Reina.

"I- There's blood." Both our heads slowly move to the side until our eyes meet.

"Blood?" We whisper almost scared of the word.

"What do you mean there is blood?" I ask. I'm genuinely worried. Blood? Did she hit herself? Did she cut herself? Fuck. I'm so going to be six feet under soon. I'll see you soon Julia de Burgos, a famous Puerto Rican poet.

"Can you call mom?" My sister asks.

"She at a meeting." We respond.

"Carajo!" I hear Clarissa scream. What the fuck does blood have to do with this. Maybe she did cut herself. What if she bleeds too much and dies. Fuck, then mom would really kill me.

"Clarissa, princesa, would you like to explain what you mean with blood. Cause I'm here thinking the worst." I ask her. Please don't die. Please don't die. Please don't die.

"La-lady problems." Alejandro starts coughing the water he was drinking. I stay still not having a clue what to do. Is this her first time? Is she in pain? Is she bleeding more than regularly?

"Uh- Listen C. I'm going to call someone to help you. You can stay there if you want. Uh yeah." You know, if my health teacher during freshman year would have explained this whole topic a bit better I would have understood what the fuck to do.

"Who are you going to call?" Alejandro ask. That's a great question. Truly it is.

"I can't call mom. And I don't know any other ladies. I was thinking..."

"No! Really?" What a dick.

"Yes really. Diana is the only lady I know." I'm panicking. I don't know if I'm doing the right thing. Maybe Clarissa will get even more scared. Then mom would actually make my death extremely painful. Now she wouldn't kill Alejandro cause someone has to take care of C sometime.

My phone is unlocked and with just one click it will call her. Just one click and my phone will start dialing her number and she'll probably answer. It's a little after four so she's out of her tutoring class I think.

I clicked it.

Ay santo jesus padre del cielo. I clicked her name. Angel de mi guarda, please save me from this.

The line is ringing.

One ring... two rings... my heart is beating louder than usual. faster than usual. This is the Tale Tell Heart all over again. But at least I didn't kill someone, right? Do I say period or lady problems? Or would that be disrespectful? Clarissa addressed it as lady problems, but then again she's a girl so maybe they can say it?

Third ring.

"Hey Miles. What's up?" Her voice chirps through the speaker.

Fuck she answered. Of course, she answered.

"Diana hey! What's popping?" Why the fuck did I just say that. I see Alejandro bump his head multiple times against the wall just like I had done earlier. Of course, Diana's response to my what's poping being a 'not much' moment.

"Look, uh... my sister, Clarissa. She's crying right now. Because- Because she got her monthly hell moment." God, kill me now, please.

"Her monthly hell moment? Miles, you do know period is not a bad word right?" I ignore the way her saying my name feels and focus on her response.

"Of course." I internally slap myself.

"Is it her first one?" How the fuck am I supposed to know that?

"I guess." I try to sound firm and sure with my answer but it comes out more like a question.

"Can you send me your address? I'll be there in a few. In the meantime try to find a heating pad, if you don't have one grab a towel a place it in your drier so it gets warm."

"Wait- you're actually coming?" I asked, shocked.

"OF course I am. Get to it and send me the link asap."

"Yes ma'am." I hang up and quickly pop a text to her with my address. I run to my room and put on a random t-shirt I found in my drawer.

"Put a shirt on," I tell Alejandro.

"Then how is she going to see my chest hair?" I look at his chest trying to find at least one hair.

"What fucking chest hair?" I tell my stupid brother.

"Shut up." He slaps my shoulder. I'm nervous and not ready. Why am I nervous? This is for Clarissa. It's the whole monthly hell ride that's making me nervous. Not the fact that the moment we shared at her pool house the other day has been stuck in my mind. Or the fact that I continued to send her dirty pick-up lines every morning.

Today was one of my favorites: I'm not into sunsets, but I'd love to see you go down.

Creative right?

I knock on the bathroom door before speaking. "Hey C. How are you feeling?"

"Like someone cast an evil spell on me." Las brujas probably.

"Go it. Dianaiscomingovertohelp." I mumble all in one sentence.

"What?"

"A girl friend of mine is coming over to help. Not like my girlfriend well yeah my girlfriend. That's beside the point really."

"Oh." Clarissa doesn't say anything else and I don't try to make a conversation. I'm still too nervous.

Fuck. The heating pad.

Does mom even have one? I run into her room and scan her closet. That's probably where she puts it right?

It's not in her closet.

I try the medicine cabinet. I finally find it under a few bags with different types of drinks and pills for all kinds of problems.

"Come on pretty boy, you're girlfriend is here."

Fuck.

I'm going to kill Alejandro before she kills me. The little fucker. He's already talking himself up with Diana. He's probably telling her embarrassing stories.

"Thanks for coming." She has bags on both sides of her hands. Was she shopping?

"It's no problem. Where is she?" She drops some of the bags on the table and stays with one in her hand.

"In the-" She's wearing my sweatshirt. The one I accidentally left at her house the other day. It reaches a little above her mid-thigh, maybe a little higher. Her long legs are showcased under her yoga pants.

Please don't let Alejandro notice.

"She's in the bathroom. First door to your left." I'm finally able to choke out. Once she's out of range Alejandro walks up behind me and slaps my back.

"Fuck you." 

Thank God Miles is cute... cause the boy can be so stupid sometimes. But still I love him. 

This chapter and the next are two of my favorites. We get to see how much Miles really cares about his siblings. 

Funny story, I ended up mixing chapters. So the one that was for today, I posted it on friday and it ruined my timeline, so I'm just going to leave it like a bonus chapter! 

Vote, comment loves! 

QOTD: favorite book/wattpad of all time? 

Mine is becoming selfish my liztom40 and the complex art of rosie by petuniash.