(no one else can fix me) Only You - a Pesy Story

Darling...(no one else)

I don't see her again until 9 the next morning, when we're all called in to the room next door, presumably the room she slept in, for hair and makeup. She's wearing sunglasses, so she's either been crying, is hungover, or both. Considering she spent the night with Leigh, it's probably both.

     I spent my night crying to Jade, who witnessed the whole fight, and eating loads of chocolate and biscuits- Jade's method of fighting sadness.

     I know from experience that Leigh's method involves vodka and a mini ab workout.

     I'm grateful I got Jade this time.

     Speaking of Jade, she looks bad. Not as bad as me, but bad. She's a worrier, and though I didn't sleep much last night, I don't think she slept at all. Leigh doesn't look much better, with bloodshot eyes and a raw bottom lip from her constant biting.

     "Good God, Jes," I hear our make-up artist say. "You look like hell."

     And she really does. The glasses are finally off, and her eyes are even puffier than mine. She doesn't seem to have slept.

     "You all do," He goes on, glancing around at each of us. "What on earth happened last night?"

     "Just couldn't sleep," Jes and I say in unison. I glance at her before I can stop myself, but look away just as quickly.

     No one really says much after that. Jes and I are given these little frozen sleep masks and told to ice our eyes for a bit. The ice does help, and after that and a moisturizing miracle, the four of us look a little rough around the edges, but mostly okay.

     "You're a god, Adam," Leigh says.

     "A goddess, darling," He says, stroking his imaginary long hair.

     Leigh and Jade laugh, but I can't bring myself to. It's only 10am, and I can tell it's going to be a long day.

     We spend the next 2 hours in hair and make-up before we're herded into the elevator, and then into a van. Someone carries out my bag, so we must not be returning to this hotel tonight. We're in a different sort of van than we've been in thus far, a nicer one, which I take to mean we're doing a bit of travelling today.

     "It's about a 4 hour drive," the driver tells Leigh when she asks. "There's a little cooler back there with snacks and drinks, as well as some blankets and pillows, but if you girls need anything else, give me a holler and we'll figure something out."

     "Thank you," Jade says with a soft smile. The man nods before closing the partition.

     Jade hasn't stopped worrying her lip since she witnessed mine and Jes's little scrap last night, and Leigh's been tapping her leg up and down every time she's been in a sitting position this whole morning. Jesy's got her hood pulled down over her eyes, which are covered by rose tinted glasses, because even after the ice masks, her eyes were still too puffy.

     My glasses are tinted blue.

     "Pez, are you okay if I go have a chat with Leigh a moment?" Jade asks, distracting me from studying my nails for the 25th time in the last 5 minutes.

     "'Course, Jadey," I say with a smile that I'm sure is anything but convincing. She gives my shoulder a squeeze before she unbuckles her seat belt and moves to the back row of seats, with Leigh following seconds after. The van isn't terribly big, but they're about as far away from Jes and I as they could be. I stare after them for a couple more moments, but then go back to studying my nails and glancing out the windows. The seat I'm in is side facing, so I can't look out the window for too long without feeling ill.