New Heights

Chapter 14

 Chapter 14

You know when you read something and once you’ve read it you really wished you hadn’t, you can’t stop thinking about the stupid thing you read and you’re really annoyed at yourself for doing so? Well I did exactly that. I’d texted Megan telling her what had happened, I kind of wished I didn’t though because she replied saying Nathan had got up and left, telling the boys he was going back home to Gloucester with no explanation. It hurt to know that he had gone, just left me. I mean I thought after a bit of time he wouldn’t have been as angry and come back, but evidently not.

My mum found out I’d taken a sleeping pill to try and forget, she’d got angry and removed all the tablets from the cupboard, hiding them. I guess it may be scary seeing someone you love going to such great lengths to forget, but it hurt so much. She’d taken turns with dad to watch me, I felt like a two year old again and it wasn’t something I particularly liked.

Around two in the afternoon the doorbell rang and my dad heaved himself up from the settee and went to answer it since my mum had gone out to get a few essential supplies. I was currently a right mess, my hair was messily tied up on top of my head, I’d not bothered to attempt to put any make-up on, and I was wearing bright pink pyjamas wrapped in a large blue blanket. When Megan, Jay, Tom and Kelsey walked in I wasn’t too pleased, I didn’t really want anyone seeing me like this because I knew it wasn’t pleasant.

All four of them had sympathetic expressions on their faces, I didn’t like that it made me feel weak and vulnerable – no-one wants to feel that way. “Hey” Megan greeted me with a hug, I forced a smile as they all made their way rounds with hugs and hellos. My dad didn’t return to the living room so I presumed he and my mum had called Meg and planned the whole thing, not that I blame them or anything – if anything I blame myself for getting into this situation.

“Right our mission is to get you smiling, dressed and refreshed by the end of the night so we’re going to get started. Go and have a shower and I’ll pick some clothes out for you” Megan said yanking the blanket from me and getting Jay to hoist me up. I flicked his curls as he chuckled at Megan and followed her out the room and up to my bedroom.

She started going through my drawers like they were her own, I wasn’t surprised that she knew where everything was since she spent so much time here before I moved in with Nath. I sighed cursing that I’d thought about him. “Here you go, put these on and you’ll feel better for yourself, I promise” she shoved the clothes into my arms and ushered me into the en-suite. I rolled my eyes shooing her out before doing as she said.

She was right, the shower did feel really good. I stood there for half an hour soaking up the warmth and loving every minute of it. The sound of the drops hitting the floor was relaxing, and the smell of the familiar soap was welcoming. When I got out I wrapped the towel snugly around me before venturing to look at what outfit Megan had picked out. I rolled my eyes when I saw a short blue dress normally worn in summer, there was also some black tights, grey jacket and underwear. I should have known she would pick something like this, her motto was ‘when you dress good, you feel good’ while that statement was true, I didn’t think it was very appropriate for when you felt like complete rubbish and it was the middle of winter  (winter in England is always terrible and cold).

I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised either when I walked out into my room to see Jay with bobbles in his hair - sticking in every direction, and Tom wearing a hot pink headband, both with make-up on. They posed like girls in-front of a mirror and I couldn’t help but turn the corners of my mouth up. How could I not when I had four complete idiots sat in-front of me, or should I say four girls sat in-front of me, two with very flat chests.

“And she smiled! Get in there!” Kelsey exclaimed rather loudly, I shook my head the smile still creeping on my lips. I went and sat on the chair for my desk and Megan looked at me with crazy eyes, “Alright since Jay and Tom seem to have mastered the art of a make-over, they’re going to do your make-up. No arguing, just do it” I kind of felt a bit scared, I mean I knew they didn’t do the make-up they had on now (it was too good), and they were boys, crazy ones at that so I wasn’t much of a fan on the idea of them getting that close to my face.

“Do they have t-“ I began but Kelsey silenced me by putting her hand over my mouth. I slumped in my chair knowing there was no way out of this one. Jay and Tom high-fived and they began shuffling through all the make-up products debating on what to plaster on my face first.

They didn’t start of badly, they picked up the right foundation and put a small amount on their hands. However things quickly took a turn for the worse when they decided the amount they had wouldn’t even cover my nose, and so poured a very large amount out instead (baring in mind that the amount they originally had was perfect), they were going to drench me in it so I wouldn’t be able to move my face! Megan and Kelsey seemed to be enjoying themselves though, Kelsey even had her phone out and was recording the whole thing. Even though I knew they would make me look worse off from when I started I knew they were doing it to make me laugh, and so I would put up for it just for that sake.

Things carried on going bad, and when I say bad I mean they put lip-gloss on my eyes as eye-shadow, the eyeliner was no way near where it should have been. My face looked as orange as a carrot and the worst part that got us all laughing, was when they used mascara on my eyebrows instead of my eyelashes. Kelsey had tears running down her face, Megan was clapping like a demented seal, and I kept shaking with laughter so that it went everywhere but where it should have been.

There were numerous pictures taken after, some with just me, some with Tom, some with Jay, or some with both Tom and Jay. We must have looked like a right bunch with make-up on, but under the layers of stuff that would probably take me goodness knows how long to remove, I was so grateful that I had a group of people that would go to great lengths to make me feel better. If they hadn’t have come round I’m sure I’d still be sat on the sofa wrapped in a blanket feeling sorry for myself, drowning my sorrows in Nathan’s favourite drink – tea!

Even though deep down I still felt terrible, memories haunting me, I didn’t want to be in that dark place anymore. If I wanted to try and get back together with Nath, to make things right I would have to think positive.

When the guys left that night I felt much better about myself, I could even see a change in the way my parents were acting around me; the sympathetic glances were gone. My light mood however faulted when I got a message from the person my heart craved for, but it wasn’t the sort of message I wanted. From Nath: Please take your stuff from the flat, I don’t want any reminders of what you’ve put me through. I’m sorry if it’s harsh but I really can’t take it anymore. Nx’

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