What started out as a fun night ended up becoming something I wasn't prepared for. Alison, my closest friend, decided it was time to get me out of my apartment. My boyfriend had broken up with me two weeks ago and I had refused to leave my home ever since. We had been together for years but he decided that someone else had caught his attention.
It was hard on me. He had helped me get through so much and then in the end, he left. Just like everyone else had seemed to. I was just barely feeling okay again. It was a struggle but I was making it through the best I could.
I straightened my strawberry blonde hair. I then put on some makeup so I felt at least somewhat decent. I put on a black spaghetti strapped dress and then looked myself over in the mirror. I looked good, the first time I had any confidence since the break up.
"Maci are you ready?" Alison called out as she entered the apartment. She had a spare key so she could come and go as she pleased.
"Yeah." I answered as I exited my
