Finding Mr Right.

30

Everything i saw kind of reminded me of micheal some how,50% of the time i was zoned out.

"What do you think of this?"

Skyla was holding up a tarquise blouse and it reminds of the time micheal said he liked my hair color.
What if am just over reacting?
What if it was his friend,who he just didnt mention to me?
But baby?
This doesnt add up, it must have been his mom then.

"Hey"

Skyla was now shaking me side to side.

"If you are not ok,we can always do this another time.."

"I am thinking of dyeing my hair white"

She scans my face and my hair then shakes her head no.

"No,...i dont think its a good idea"

"Then cherry?like Ariana grande??"

"...uh! "She raises her brows."why do you wanna dye your hair?"

"I think this will ease my pain.."

She shakes her head and sighs.

"You would look great in black,with the shape of your head,you are going to look a lot like kourtney karshian."

"And i think you would look twice as cute in this color"

I pull out a maroon blouse from the rack.

After what felt like a million hours of shopping and hair dyeing Skyla drops me off at the hospital and heads back to school.

She bought for me things i dont ever see myself wearing like thongs and lingerie,a lot of these,shoes and winter accessories that are now 80% off since its grilling outside.

I toss my thong and lingerie shopping bags under the bed and the rest of the things,besides the desk.

I sigh and grab one pizza box and munch down about four slices.
I stress eat when depressed and this was just one of those moments.

My phone vibrates and its  a text from Skyla.

From:skyla
Its gonna be fine baby girl,trust me.

I have been trying to tell you of seeing a girl leaving your room everyday and i found her in micheal's shirt when i went to search for clothes in your closet.

I wanted to tell you,i  swear Andy

I just didnt know how.

Four fucking messages on bullshit.I roll my eyes and eat another two slices of pizza.I drink my kelp and in just a few minutes my cup runs dry.

I toss it in the bin next to my desk and lay still for a good number of minutes.

I wake up at 4PM and quickly hit the showers.I quickly throw my large shirt-dress on,tonight was gonna be a long night,of watching hawaii five-0
Non stop.
I had no friends or anyone to talk to,so why not just enjoy whats left of me before i die.

I sigh and fluff my pillow and a note falls out,with a number on it.
Russ!
Why not just give him a call and check on him.

I watch my finger linger around the dial button,then decide not to call.

I lay in my bed and continue with my stress eating.my phone buzzes and its a text from micheal,i ignore it and his other calls that follow after that.

I walk toward my curtain and slowly open it,peeping into Russ' room.
Again,he was on his bed,only listening to music this time,his headphones over his head.