You're probably expecting something very different than what this is because I did too. This title is weird. Also, because imma try and be funny, DEPICTION OF BLOOD AND PAIN AND SCREAMING BECAUSE STRUGGLES. THE STRUGGLE IS REAL.

Being a witch is hard work. You have to learn spells, castings, and control since a young age. And since your powers are tied to your emotions, being a witch on her period is Hell on Earth. Now how does balance that bloody nightmare along with magic, and a boyfriend constantly mocking the obvious pain?

"I don't get it," No, you don't get periods, Josh, she thought angrily, "You bleed a little and you get really moody? Isn't that a form of Bipolar?" He was mumbling under his breath, well aware of her powers and liking for handmade karma. Or, revenge, as he called it. Maya thought it was too rash a word. As small as a statement this was, and after an argument over how men don't go through the struggles women do, it was enough to set her off.

Her eyes now slitted daggers, Maya started muttering words unfamiliar to him. This evidently worried him, his movements stopping and walking not-so-slowly to the bathroom of their apartment.

Maya giggled sadistically as she heard him call her name in a scared croak from only a few minutes later.

"Yes, sweetie?" She called back innocently, but there was nothing innocent about the situation he was about to deal with for a full five days.

Cramps

He yelped the next morning, repeatedly. Standing in the kitchen doorway, Josh looked afraid to move. "Maya. I can't move."

"Of course, you can, I didn't freeze you. I'm not a Halliwell." Charmed was one of her favorite shows, and Maya had long envied their - even if fictional - powers and lives. Maya looked at him plainly and continued to brush her teeth.

Josh only rolled his eyes, "Yeah, well, when you're done being way too rude feel free to tell me why everything hurts. It feels like my organ is being shut and chewed on by a dog."

"Ohh," malice laughter left her throat. "Cramps. Trust me, you can move. I have some relief medicine in the bath. But," she looked down the hallway, "You'll have to get it yourself. After all, if I can handle them you should be able to too. Don't be a wuss, Gorgeous." Maya quoted him on something he'd once said to her, and it left him to look both flushed and flustered. Bet you're regretting your words now, huh? Choke on them. Oh, Maya could be the Devil and it was showing.

Bummer naps

"Josh! Get up!" On the second day, he seemed to be covered up in their bed. Where you could at least see Maya's blonde locks come out of the extra large and extremely warm blanket she hibernated in, Josh had no long hair to show his presence. She knew he was there by the computer playing the latest movie Maya had become emotionally obsessed with. The computer was underneath the blue bedding with him and she could see the light, as well as a soft muttering of words. "Josh?"

Ripping off some of the covering she saw him wack at her. "Hey! We're getting to the good part. She's about to confess she loves him. How come you never did that for me? Why'd I have to say it first?"

Maya scoffed. "Fix your memory, bud." Maya had been the first one to say she loved him, but he had turned out to be drunk and coming down. He didn't remember it. But he did come out to her the next morning amidst the hangover. "Get up. We're doing something instead of listening to you cry over Felicia and Helix."

"Noooo!" Maya wondered if she was this annoying when watching Truth, Lies, And Love.

I-Hate-Everything-And-Everyone

"Stupid hair. Stupid gel, stupid day and stupid me."

"Oh, I already know what today's theme is." Maya groaned.

"It's not my fault nothing works! And the computers taking too long to load. Ugh, the world is testing me." Maya flopped from her back to her stomach on the couch, her face falling into the pillow. "Shut up and take a chill pill!"

Too-Affectionate

"Maayaa," Josh let his hand slide up and down her arm. He kissed her shoulder. "What do you plan to do today? Me, I hope."

"Ohmygod do you ever shut up! I can't be this high maintenance on my period! We're not having sex with blood running everywhere now it's ten and I'm going. To. Bed!"

"Gee. Loud enough?" Josh asked sarcastically and rolled over to sleep, pouring.

MWAHAHAHAHAHA. This feels like revenge on a lot of people.

"Okay, I'm done with this. It's been more punishment for me than you." Josh slept on the couch and snoring louder than before. She shouldn't have hexed him. "This was wrong, mostly because it didn't do anything. You so needy, Josh. I'm not this needy, right?" Maya was mostly talking to herself, walking around the kitchen to make coffee. The next words she said sparked a yellow light next to Josh, like a child's firecracker, and he woke. Maya mumbled again. "You no longer have a woman's pain. Don't ever make me do that again."

"You're the one who mocked me. At least, now you understand."

"Yeah, yeah. I take it back, Ferret, don't worry. Did I cry?"

"Hmhm."

"And you rejected me."

"I don't know where it's leaking, and it's leaking anyway."

"Good point."

PS, you guys brighten up my days as much as the teacher letting me write this during class. AKA a lot.