I put my hand on the doorknob of my bedroom door and turn it. I walk into my blue walled room and turn on the light switch. Suddenly, the room illuminates. I squint at the brightness and continue to my dresser.
I pull open the first drawer and grab a loose, black t-shirt. I open the next drawer and grab blue and black, plaid pajama pants. I set the outfit onto my bed.
I cross my arms over my stomach, grab the bottom of my shirt and tug it over my head. Next, I strip off my tight skinnies and throw my clothing into the hamper.
I head to my bed and put on the clothing that was set out. I bring the material of my shirt up to my nose and sniff the familiar scent. It's comforting. It smells just like him.
I shake my head to clear my thoughts. I shouldn't be getting too much into my head right now. It's just not... Safe.
I walk over to the light switch and turn it off. I spin on my heel and go back to my bed, lifting the blanket up to climb into the softness. Before I rest my head, I grab my phone and turn on my "Relaxing Songs" playlist. I scroll through the list of songs and finally came across one that appeals to me. I set my phone next to me on my pillow with the soothing voice of Ed Sheeran singing into my ear.
Lowering my head while closing my eyes, all of the events of today flash through my mind. That girl making that rude comment about blondes, my best friend telling me that some dick said, "Ew," to her because she doesn't wear makeup, and my boyfriend pecking my lips, telling me he'll miss me over the weekend. Today was an alright day.
My eye lids start to flutter and my mind starts to drift away from my cluttered thoughts. I feel myself slipping into unconsciousness, but I force myself to stay up for the rest of the song. The chorus plays. Then the second verse. But I'm no longer awake to hear the third verse. I am too lost into sleep and dreams.
