DUSK TILL DAWN

CHAPTER 19: BLOODY SUMMER

Lying on the ground, Scarlett closed her eyes shut and took deep breaths. She could tell that the days ahead were not going to be easy at all. Standing up to her full height, she left the ground and walked to the large queen bed in the room.

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Scarlett woke up late the following day. She wondered why she had slept through the morning hours but still didn’t mind it since she didn’t have anything to do either. The light shone so brightly inside the rooms, so much so, that the temperature had started rising. She looked down at herself and noticed her clothes had been drenched in her sweat, she felt like butter melting away in a frying pan. Intending to walk out of bed, little by little she took off the thick covers and swung her legs to the floor. The marble floor was also warm. She guessed it might as well be summer and sure enough it was.

Walking to the balcony, she realized she was feeling uncomfortable while moving, as though she had sat on something sticky, and then it hit her. Looking at the sheets on her bed, she just couldn’t stop herself from cursing out loud.

“Bloody hell.” She stared at her blood in anguish. She couldn’t believe that her uterus chose today of all days to b***h on her. A maid walked in bowing, and she announced,” Young Miss Ravensfield, you should come down for breakfast.”

“Do you not have manners, get out and knock before you come in,” Scarlett harshly told the house helper.

“I’m sorry, Young Miss, but I knocked earlier. I think you just didn’t hear me. I beg your apolo........“ The maid hurriedly bowed her head in remorse but paused mid-bow, noticing a huge patch of blood.

‘Which might have been quite true since Scarlett was a heavy sleeper.’ She thought to herself, even then, she was going to let loose because of some silly klutz.

Scarlett wondered why the maid went silent and slowly followed her line of sight, which ended at the crimson on the sheets.

“Young Miss.........the...re …is bl...ood.” she stuttered, her eyes growing wide.

“Get out.” Scarlett finally shouted, and the poor maid scurried off.

“How annoying,” Scarlett said to herself, feeling infuriated at the maid who acted stupid like she owned no uterus. She quickly went to the bed, tore off the stained bedsheets and headed to the bathroom as she angrily mumbled to herself," Bloody Summer."