I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Anne, who had been sleeping since the afternoon, finally woke up in the middle of the night feeling hungry and sick to her stomach at the same time. 

"God, why is it this painful? Aargh...!" Anne groaned softly while wiping the sweat that flooded her forehead. 

Because the pain could not be compromised, Anne finally decided to stay in bed. With great difficulty, she grabbed her cell phone from the nightstand. She flinched when she saw the number of incoming calls that drained her cell phone battery. 

"Jack, Linda, Alice, Edward, Aaron, Leon... What the hell happened? Why have they all called me so many times today?" said Anne quietly when she saw the names of the callers listed on the missed calls list. 

When Anne was about to put her cell phone on the nightstand, suddenly Jack called again, but because Anne was still left silent mode on her cell phone, she didn't know that Jack was calling, because there was no vibration or sound produced by the cell phone. Finally Anne accidentally touched the screen of her cell phone which made her receive a call from Jack.

"Fuck, hey what are you doing? Are you blind? Or your ears are so troubled that you haven't heard your phone ringing since this morning huh?!" Jack's voice immediately sounded loud as soon as the call was received by Anne.

Anne who was burying her face in the pillow immediately turned when she heard Jack's voice faintly. She slowly reached for her cell phone which was still on the bedside because Anne failed to put it back on the nightstand. 

"Jack, it hurts," said Anne quietly.

Thump!

Jack's anger immediately disappeared when he heard Anne moaned. "Anne, what are you doing?" he asked frantically.

"My stomach hurts," said Anne quietly.

"Hurts? Where? Where are you now?" Jack asked again, his voice rising.

"The apartment .."

As soon as he heard Anne's answer, Jack immediately jumped down from his big bed. "Don't turn off my call, just keep it connected. Do you understand, Anne?"

"Hmm. It hurts Jack.."

"Yeah I know, I'm going to your apartment now. Hold on a second. Don't turn off my calls, Anne, do you understand?" shouted Jack loudly.

"Y-yes."

Without wearing a thick jacket, Jack ran to the basement where his car was. Since it was one o'clock at night, he didn't see anyone on the first floor. Moreover, all the main lights had been turned off. Luckily, Jack's house had a lot of big windows, so even though all the lights were turned off in the house, there was still a little light from outside. Jack, who didn't want to waste any time, got into his favorite car and came straight out of the basement. The guards, who were playing cards, were immediately alert when they saw Jack's car. They opened the gate and saluted him. 

"I don't think I'm going home, you lock it again as soon as I get out and tomorrow morning, tell Erick to go straight to the office without waiting for me. I'll go straight to the office tomorrow morning," said Jack quickly without pause.

"Yes sir, we understand," answered about eight large men in unison. 

After saying that, Jack drove his car to the main road of his housing complex towards the highway to go to Anne's apartment. Along the way, Jack continued to talk to Anne. Every now and then, he screamed when Anne didn't answer him, Jack, who was very worried, continued to force Anne to talk to him. 

Usually it took him about fifty-five minutes to get to Anne's apartment, but this time it only took Jack thirty minutes. He really drove his car at high speed even though the road was a little slippery because of the snow. When he arrived at the underground parking of Anne's apartment building, which was a little full, Jack immediately jumped from his car and ran to the elevator which happened to be in the basement.

"Why is it taking so long? Is it taking this long for the elevator at night?" Jack grumbled in annoyance that the elevator he was taking was so slow. 

After complaining, the elevator finally arrived on the tenth floor. Without waiting long, Jack then walked quickly to Anne's room whose door password he already knew. 

Jack furrowed his brows as he made his way into Anne's pitch-dark room. Slowly, reaching for the wall to turn on the light, he flinched when he saw Anne's bag lying at the bottom of the stairs. Without thinking, Jack immediately walked quickly to the stairs to go up to the second floor where Anne's room was. Arriving at the room, he was even more surprised when he saw Anne was curled up on the bed, holding her stomach.

"Anne, what's wrong with you?" Jack asked quietly as he knelt down.

Anne, who was burying her face in the pillow, then turned to Jack who was already beside her. 

"You came, Jack .."

"Of course I came!! What are you doing? What has that bastard lion done to you?" Jack rebuked loudly, cutting Anne's words.

"My stomach hurts, it hurts so bad," said Anne quietly.

"Stomach ache? You haven't eaten yet? Or..."

"I have my period, Jack," said Anne quietly. 

Blush!

Jack's face immediately turned red when he heard Anne's words. His worries immediately disappeared when he heard the cause of Anne's stomach ache. 

"P-period? Are you sick because of your period?" asked Jack.

"Yes, Jack, my period came early and it hurts a lot. My stomach feels like it's being cut now," said Anne quietly.

"Then what should I do? I'm confused, Anne?" asked Jack again.

With a flushed face, Anne looked at Jack and said, "Help me to the bathroom, it looks like my pants and sheets are covered in blood."

"B-blood? You're not wearing a pad?" Jack asked stuttering.

"I did, but it looks like too much blood came out," said Anne quietly. 

"Okay let's get up. Let's go to the bathroom now. You have to change. I know you must be very uncomfortable, right?"

Anne nodded her head slowly in response to Jack's words. Anne really pushed her shyness to the bottom now. Jack was a little grateful for Anne's condition. His worries disappeared when he found out that Anne was only sick because of her period.

Jack's face was getting redder when he saw blood stains clearly visible on Anne's bed. He also saw the same stain on the back of Anne's sleeping pants. But because he didn't want to embarrass Anne, Jack pretended not to see them. Cautiously, he walked down first the stairs to the first floor, while Anne held on tightly to his shoulders. Jack descended the stairs one by one because he didn't want to get Anne into any more pain. 

Jack was still patiently guiding Anne to the bathroom when they reached the first floor. Once he made sure Anne was comfortable in the bathroom, Jack was ready to go out. But when he was about to leave the bathroom, Anne suddenly grabbed his hand, causing Jack to stop. 

"What's wrong?" Jack asked again.

"Y-you're not going home, are you? I still need your help, Jack," said Anne quietly with a face that already resembled a boiled crab.

Jack's smile grew on his handsome face. He slowly grabbed Anne's face and caressed it lovingly. "How can I go home when you need me like this, hm? You better clean yourself up now."

"I-I need my pa... hmmp I need..."

"Need what?" asked Jack curiously.

"I need some clean panty and trousers, Jack, please get them from my wardrobe," answered Anne without a pause, quickly looking down, trying to hide her face from Jack. 

Thump!

"Panty? You're asking me to open your wardrobe and bring your panty here?" Jack repeated Anne's words again with a face as red as Anne's face and a racing heart.