I couldn't even speak at the moment. I laid on my bed numb and cold, unfeeling to the world and it's stimulus. I had cried so much, I honestly didn't have any tears left. My brown short hair was splayed across my blue covered pillow, with a sea of tissues surrounding the immediate area. My covers were pulled up close to my neck, and I just laid there. I didn't care anymore, what was the point? I never knew how bad it would hurt. I didn't know which was worse: he saying he didn't love me anymore, or the cold way that he did it. I bet he never loved me, and that revelation just made the pain in my heart even worse. I curled into a tight ball and let the tears leak out. Three years...I'd never get those back. I heard a knock at my door and I said nothing. It opened, and in stepped one of my four roommates, Amber. I barely looked over to see her bright red hair cross over to my side of the bed. She sat on my side and I felt the bed sag. I was quiet. She stroked my hair back like my mom used to when I was a kid. I wish she was here, I really needed her and she was far from home.
"Hey, hun I know it hurts. I want you to know that we kicked that bastards ass for you." She said soothingly
I still said nothing. If I wasn't staring at the broken pieces of my heart on the floor, I'd actually laugh.
"God, I hate seeing you like this Ellie. You're such a great person, don't let him do that to you." She said, her lipid blue eyes taking on a liquid sheen of anger
She placed a hand on my brown skinned arm and rubbed.
"He doesn't and never will deserve you. You're too good for him." She said
Of course I felt way opposite. Amber was like the mother of our little family. She was the voice of reason, but also, she kept this family sane.
"Amber, have you seen my hairbrush!?" My other roommate Jack yelled outside of my door.
"In your room top drawer!" She yelled back
She turned back to me, about to say something more but she never got the chance. Jack came into my room and stood in the doorway.
"I just checked there!" He wined
She sighed exasperated.
"Hold on Ellie, I'll be right back."
She jumped up from my bed and walked out of my room annoyed, closing the door behind her.
"I swear Jack, it's like you're two!" She yelled, her voice fading as she went further down the hall way
I stayed in my same position waiting for her to come back. But she didn't, no doubt forgetting that she was comforting me. But that was okay, I needed some me time right now. Day turned to night, and I still hadn't moved.
The next thing I know, my door flies open and it startles me into sitting up. I saw two figures at my door.
"Ellie, get yo ass up NOW! We're going out." Said my other guy roommate Evan
I rolled my eyes.
"No, I'm not going out, leave me alone."
The light flicked on and I shut my eyes at it's burning evasiveness.
"Get up Ellie, you've been in this room three days straight." My final female roommate, Brandi said.
I heard Evan sniff the air.
"Yeah, and just so you know, the shower has been invented." He asked, waving his hand in front of his nose.
I heard a hit and Evan saying "ow."
"Don't be a jerk Ev." Amber scolded
Ugh, what was I? surrounded by five year olds? What do you expect when I haven't moved in three days?
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His (Book 1) {Currently EDITING}
ChickLitEllie Coleman: Aspiring psychologist, introverted, reserved, safe.....and a submissive? No... Of course not. She couldn't be, or could she? Ellie believes the world to be black and white, day and night. Simple. Boring. That is until she literally r...