I had promised boo I was going to visit him, and we'll go to the cinema together. We had so much discussion the previous night, and I was looking forward to being with the man I love the most .
The one month apart felt like one year, so I was ecstatic about the date.
I was literally "dripping" in my all white outfit, who doesn't know I love white? I mean, how can you not love white outfit?
Boo complimented my look until my head almost fell off with flatters. I loved it though
We left his place around 2pm, he wanted us to go sight seeing at some fun places before going for the movie. Yeah, he is such a sweet guy.
He was all over me, and so was I. I felt special with the way he held my hand and I could see people staring at the "two love birds".
I never knew the joy was short-lived.
My period came unannounced.
I naturally do not feel pains during my monthly flow, I'm lucky I guess?
But I do know when my flow is about to surface, this day was very different.
It wasn't time for it to come, I still cannot explain how it happened.
To make matters worse, I didn't know I was stained until a lady called my attention to it. It was an embarrassing moment for me.
I had nothing to cover it up, the stain had spread beyond concealing. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.
I just stood there confused on what to do, it was an open place, the day was still bright, and there was no restroom close by.
I was brought back to present by my boyfriend's harsh words. He spoke to me in a way I will live to always remember, he said, "when did you become this dumb?! Don't you know your monthly flow anymore? Are you going to tell me you don't know how to calculate your date? Just imagine this mess! I am highly disappointed in you, and to think you even wore a cloth that can not conceal any stain. Now see yourself! See how you've embarrassed not just yourself but me! Is this your first time of menstruating?! God!!!
I was speechless, I was broken, I wanted to scream back at him that I do not understand the sudden change that brought the flow, I wanted to say many things, but instead, I cried. Why? Maybe because his words hurts more than the stain and the numerous eyes feasting on me.
I couldn't stay there anymore, I started running back to the main road, I didn't care if anyone was watching anymore, I just wanted to go somewhere else and clean up myself.
I heard footsteps running after me, I thought it was boyfriend, but I didn't care to turn back and look at his face, I didn't want to talk to him.
Soon he caught up with me and held my hand to stop me from running, I yanked off his hands and turned to warn him off, but it wasn't boyfriend. It was a man I do not know from Adam.
He said, "don't be mad at yourself, it happens once in a while, let's just get you cleaned up first, then you can go home to rest."
I looked at him without replying. Then he said, "the rest room is over there, let me take you there, while I rush to get you sanitary pad and something else to wear, there is a boutique close by."
I wiped my face with the back of my hand, and muttered a thank you while I obediently followed him.
He saved my face. He got me pad and bought another cloth for me to wear which he brought to me at the rest room.
All the while, boyfriend kept calling my line, and I had to switch off my phone.
I got dressed and left for my place with the help of my new friend who offered to take me to the nearest bus stop to my place.
I got home and reminisced over how the day went, and I knew what I had to do.
I picked up my phone and sent a three word text to boyfriend, "WE ARE DONE".
He felt I was joking, but no, I mean it.
Was this a bold step or I should forgive him?