Call me Uber.

9-5

"And that's me done for the day" I say to myself walking into my empty apartment slowly removing the heels and reaching frantically for the make up wipes on the counter in the hallway, something he would have despised if he was still around, but he ain't!

I reach over to check what I've missed out on while being a responsible adult, Instagram. As I remove the makeup on my face I begin to scroll through my feed, oh a proposal, great I better start thinking of a great engagement present, my over organised, perfectionist ass will need to come up with the goods yet again! *Sighs* why is this my fucking life? I make my way to the kitchen now barefoot and back to factory settings, throw my phone on the kitchen counter and turn on the coffee machine - come to mama!!!

-doorbell rings-

"Oh for fucks sake" I exclaim, so loudly I'm sure the neighbours heard. "Coming" I then retort. Putting my mug on the kitchen counter, I grab my phone and head to answer the door.
"BISH WE GOING OUT" I'm so close to slamming the door in her fucking face, how dare she show up at 5.30pm, unannounced on a Thursday? "You're lucky you're my sister" I say arms crossed and furrowed brows! She does this - shows up whenever and thinks I'm up to party with her - usually I am but this is the third night in a row... you'd think she's the one who just walked out on a man she was about to marry!

"Coffee?" I ask as I slink away to the kitchen, "Nah, I brought wine" she responds bright eyed and bushy tailed.
"How the hell are you so full of energy"
"It's a gift" she responds flicking her long blonde hair over her shoulder while I attempt to continue to eye her off for being so bright!
"Where to tonight?" I ask afraid of the response I'll receive...
"Where else?" She responds cracks open the wine, pouring it in a glass.

I knew it, she's into him - the guy at the bar. The one she's spent the last few nights making out with... and I .... I spent the night drinking away my sorrows and existing, wondering where life will take me now that I've started over again.

"Just fuck him and be done with it" I exclaim running my hand through my hair in frustration.
"It's different, he's different" she responds with a sad look in her eye, she does this every time - but let's face it she's a younger version of me - she'll be bored once she fucks him! And then the bar will be a thing of the past!
"Fine!" I say walking through the hall to get showered and changed to go out to this bar we'd been at for 2 nights straight already!
"Hurry up Morgs, I want to get there before 10 tonight" she yells to me as I walk away, I flip her the bird and continue into the bathroom...

Peace at last!

Slamming the door I can finally breathe again, the point of moving out on my own was so I couldn't be bothered by people and do my own thing, but the only thing that's been happening is unannounced visits from Ashlee and constant Uber Eats deliveries - because I don't even feel like cooking anymore. Damn I'm such a good woman! I turn the shower to hot as I start to remove my blouse, Lord I was so excited to remove this bra tonight, but alas that won't be the case. I unhook the bra that has suffocated me for most of the day and sigh in relief, nothing beats the moment you unhook that bra and can finally be the human you want to be! If only I could stay home and feel sorry for myself and continue to exist....

*20 Minutes Later*

I emerge from the shower wrapped in a towel, because now comes the hard part - dressing myself when all I want to do is jump into bed. I walk through the hall into the kitchen, "Ash, for fucks sake" she's drank the whole bottle of wine while I was in the shower - she's dancing to music playing off my Spotify playlist, and she's already looking too "happy" for my liking. "You're a fucking lightweight" I yell as I head to my bedroom to pick an outfit to exist in yet again.

"Hurry up hoe, it's almost 6.30" she yells from the kitchen. I roll my eyes in an attempt to gain some control of my sanity, "I know" I respond as I open my wardrobe to decide what I'll throw on tonight - it's a cold night so I ain't wearing no hoe ass outfit - I'll be fine with jeans! I throw on my light faded skinny's, then throw on that mint coloured, oversized, woven blouse and decide to pair it with a pair of black wedges I bought on sale. This will do, I walk out to the kitchen to see Ash drinking her second bottle, "You're wearing that?" She looks me up and down... "Yes, I fucking am" I respond grabbing the bottle by the neck and guzzle it down! "We're going out so you get laid tonight not me, at least I'll be comfortable while your tongue is down fuck boys throat tonight" I mock as she gives me the death stare. "Whatever, the Uber will be here in 20" she snickers, for fucks sake - and I wanted a second to have a drink - I guess I better put my face on!

*20 Minutes Later*

"Ready to go?" The driver asks as we both open the car door, I head on into the back of the dark sedan, might be blue but in this light it looks black - "yeah whatever" I respond with wine bottle in hand! He takes off, and now we're in for another boring night .... or are we?