Didn't your mother tell you it's rude to stare?

of fishes in the sea and absurd situations

a/n: Happy Halloween! From where I am from, Halloween isn't a big of a deal as in some countries. This is usually just a regular day for us. lol. Trick or treating was not a thing when I was growing up. Now, it's kind of booming, I guess. Kids today are lucky,they get to play dress up and get free candy.

Anyway, here's my next chapter...just in time for Halloween. Just a little nod for the holiday. I didn't realize it when I wrote it days ago. lol.

I spent the next few days sans Matt, in a cloud of self loathing and just the general attitude of I-don't-give-a-fuck-about-my-life-right-now. Izzy, my wonderful bestfriend ,catered to my every whim. She stuffed me with chocolates, ice cream, chips and alcohol. She cried with me, she cussed Matt out like a damn pirate, plotted revenge for me. All in the name of guy bashing. I drew the line when she said that she was going to hire a professional to end Matt.

She totally flipped when I told her the entire story, well not the part that I told him that I love him. She laughed at me and told me my love life was what rom-coms and tragic love stories were made of. There was no one else she knew of who went from girlfriend, meeting the parents and becoming an Ex in less than 48 hours. Of course I threw a piece of cookie at her just for good measure. She, in her graciousness, gave me a hug and told me there were plenty of other fish in the sea, that it's better to be alone than to be with a guy for the wrong reasons. We've all seen and heard it all before. In real and reel life, there are a million quotes and sayings that will try to make you feel better about your heartbreak, but in reality, none of those really bring you comfort, especially the few days post break up. So I just nodded and smiled at Izzy and continued to stuff myself with chocolate.

By the fourth day, Izzy had enough of my wallowing. "Girl. I love you and all. But you seriously need to get off your ass and take a bath." She crinkled her nose at me.

So yeah, my cloud of self loathing included not taking a bath or a regular change of clothes. Sue me. I buried my head under the pillow. "No Izzy, go away. I wanna disappear."

"That's it. I'm throwing you out, you need to get your shit together, Jenna. Go home, take a bath, live your life." She placed her hands on her hips.

"No."

"Jenna, listen to me. That jack-ass just used you. He doesn't deserve you. I'm not being mean, but come on, seriously, are you even considering being with a guy who wants to be with you because you look like his dead not girlfriend?! He doesn't deserve the amount of tears and sadness your spending on him. Fuck him!" Izzy shouted.

"well, actually at least you didn't fuck him." She added with a lopsided grin.

I bit my lips to try to stop laughing.

"Seriously, Jenna, atleast you got out before things were in too deep, right?"

I winced slightly.

"Oh, shit. You're in love with him!" Izzy's eyes grew wide as saucers. "Oh, Honey.." She slowly shook her head and sat down on the edge of the bed were I was sprawled on.

"I even told him that I love him." I groaned into the bed.

"Damn girl...shit."

shit alright.

I did eventually dragged my sorry ass out of bed and took a shower. I almost gave myself a fright when I glanced at the bathroom mirror. I looked like I was ready for Halloween, dressed up as the poster child for a really bad break up. Oily disheveled hair matted and sticking out in places, eyes puffy and red rimmed, traces of crumbs in the corner of my mouth, day old pajamas sporting food stains of every food ingested. Yep. I was NOT a pretty sight. I quickly shed my clothes and took my time in the shower, scrubbing away days of grime. Ew.