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I just stare at her.
“Get going. Now,” she demands, her hands on her hips, pinning me with a hard, no-nonsense stare.
“Ash, I–”
“Mel. Go,” Ally chimes in, shooing me down the hall and into the bathroom. “We’re your friends and we know what’s best for you.”
Not letting up until she all but pushes me into the shower, Ally leaves me, and I stare at the closed door after her.
What the hell just happened?
But instead of second guessing her, I go through the motions of showering, and then find the two of them waiting for me in my room, sifting through my closet.
“Put this on.” Ashley shoves a few hangers of clothes at me, but I just stare at them. “Take them,” she says, tossing them on the bed. “Get dressed, and then dry your hair and put some makeup on. You look like a corpse.”
“Gee, thanks.”
Shrugging her shoulder, her and Ally leave me and go wait in the living room.
Breathing in a shaky breath, I do as they say. I don’t have it in me to fight them on it.
I came here to find peace, and to finally have the balance in my life I’ve so desperately craved. And yet I end up being brought down by a man.
Love.
Fuck love.
I believed in the Alex he showed me, and he let me down.
I believed he was more, that he was different, and that he was special. But I guess my heart only listened to my body’s need for him.
But it’s time I moved on, I guess. I had him, and I lost him.
People get their hearts broken all the time. Every second of every day, someone, somewhere, is breaking from the inside out because of love.
I’m just another statistic.
Taking a few more deep breaths, I put the wall back up on my memories and emotions, and dress in the black jeans and off-white sweater they left for me.
Zipping up my knee-high black leather boots, I realize my jeans are fitting a little looser than I remember, so I add a belt and try not to dwell on it.
Blow-drying my hair, I leave it down, and then apply a light layer of makeup, using extra coverup in an attempt to mask my restless nights. But no matter how much I put on, it still shows through.
The empty eyes staring back at me in the mirror are ones I don’t recognize as my own, and even when I force a smile to see if it’ll help, it feels too foreign to me.
This isn’t me.
I can’t be this person.
“Alright, I’m ready,” I tell them, and they look at me with smiles.
“Oh, you look human again!” Ally claps, standing up.
“Much better,” Ash adds.
“Guys, I really–”
“Nope. Shut up, bitch. We’re taking you out, and you’re going to have a few drinks, and have fun with your friends.”
