Everything Is Blue

Part 1

I opened my eyes slowly only to be blinded by the sun that was peeking out from the navy window curtains. Slowly my eyes focused on the white wall in front of me. The room was cold enough to make me shiver. I pulled up my comforter to cover up my naked body. A slight movement alerted me that I was not alone. I looked over only to see shaggy blonde hair and a muscular back. The taste of alcohol lingered in my mouth and I remembered the events of last night at the bar. I could remember what happened but remembering his name was a different story. Giving out a sigh I turned to face the wall again.

"That was some night." The man spoke. His voice wasn't very deep but more on the higher pitched side. It was annoying.

"Get out." My voice was even and monotone.

"What?"

"Get. Out." I waited but felt no movement. "Get out now Adam." I didn't bother to turn around. He put his arm around my waist and attempted to kiss my neck.

"Come on, let's have a repeat of last night." He attempted to seduce me.

"Did I stutter? Get out." I threw his arm off of me. The bed dipped as he rolled off. I could hear his muttering and grumbling as he slipped on his pants.

"The name is Blake, by the way." The door opened but I still did not turn around.

"Yeah, Yeah." Without missing a beat he slammed the door. I listened quietly till I heard the front door of the apartment slam. Letting out a sigh of relief I sat up in my bed. It was nice to be alone finally. After a quick stretch I went to grab my phone but was interrupted by a knock at the door. Seeing how Blake left already it could be one of two people Lacey or Callie.

"Michelle, are you in there?" The voice was high pitched but not in an annoying way. I could immediately tell it was Lacey.

"Where else would I be?" I chuckle.

"I don't know Canada?"

"That was a terrible joke." I paused. "What do you need?"

"Well, two things. The first is that breakfast is ready if you want to eat before work. Second, who was that guy who just stomped out of here?"

"He said his name was Blake." I shrugged even though she couldn't see it. "Let's talk about this in a few minutes. I need to shower and get ready for work."

"It's Thursday, I thought you didn't work today." She questioned.

"I'm filling in for someone today." I replied as I leaned over to grab my phone that was sitting on my nightstand. It was 9:37 A.M. and it was a good thing I didn't have to head to work until noon.

"Really? That doesn't sound like you." I tried not to groan. I love Lacey but a lot of the time she asks a lot of questions at the wrong time.

"I'll tell you about it in a few." I made sure to emphasize my words so she would take the hint.

"Alright. Don't take long. Breakfast will get cold." I smiled. Lacey grew up in a large family. I'm not sure if large even describes her family. Growing up the oldest of eight must have been tough. I had two younger siblings so I could relate somewhat. Lacey was caring but even the word caring didn't do her justice. She always volunteered and took care of others. Callie and I often tease her by calling her mom. Lacey was a catch not only in the personality department but she was also beautiful. She had recently cut her long blonde hair into a short bob. The short hairstyle suited her well. Her eyes were blue like the sea, which seems like a cheesy comparison but it is the best comparison I can make.