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“Jas on my bedroom door

“Yeah, sorry love, give me a minute”

I had been dwelling in my own misery for months it see and the fight they had had, I couldn’t bear to face either of theing myself to work My dream job had almost become a sort of burden to o into work and constantly be watching the clock and counting down the o home and sink back into my mopey state My fluffy white duvet was the only coet under the covers with a box of chocolate or a pizza if I was hungry and binge watch reality shows; anything that would take my mind off of James

It was Sunday evening and the farthest I had gone all weekend was the distance froe My pink pyjama set with sheep on the chip cru out ofto wear so that I looked approachable talking to Keisha I knew that she orried about me and I didn’t want her to realize the true extent of my depressed phase I picked up a sundress out of my closet and threw it onout in my food stained pyjamas I threw my duvet over the 2-day-old pizza box to cover the rest of the evidence and turned off the television

When I finally opened the door, Keisha was standing there tapping her foot

“What the hell took you so long?”

“Sorry, I uh… just woke up” I responded

“Jas You know you can’t stay this way forever I think we need to talk about this If you can’t talk to me about it, who can you talk to?”

Keisha was absolutely right; I hadn’t spoken to anyone about it but I still felt like I wasn’t ready for that I wanted to be left alone, and I wanted to figure things out on nized that I was stubborn, but that didn’t want me to fix it any more

“Keisha, I understand you’re worried about me, but you don’t have to be! I’m completely fine, don’t worry about it!”

I gently ushered her out of the doorway and closed the door on her I couldn’t deal with her right now I climbed back into my warm cozy bed and pulled out the last slice of pizza from the box while I simultaneously put my reality television back on the set

When I woke up the next , I looked like a coled that I wouldn’t be able to brush the out half the hairs on h bun on my head to hide the rat nest look of ht h for the library I had already lost theI needed right noas to lose y black dress and pair ofblack flats The black would cover up the fact that I had let o quite a bit in the previous months The frumpy dress would hopefully cover up those extra curves I had piled on through the

I walked out of the bedroo breakfast The table was set for tith a beautiful floral white tablecloth,napkins, our best china from the cabinet, and a bouquet of roses in a vase in the middle of the table

“Rise and shineout ofyou breakfast thissorim smile spread thick across her petite face

I couldn’t even be ood friend like Keisha I never kne she had always see could upset her! She had been through bad breakups and shrugged the all her time back into her every day life Her beautiful chehtened black hair framed her face so perfectly that she could lance She had high cheekbones with a se oval shaped hazel eyes She was slim, but still had curves I had always been envious of Keisha She was the irl I had ever met, and I was so happy to claim that she was my best friend

“You know I love you right?!” I said as I pulled out the wooden chair from our small table and sat myself down

“Let’s elope and led “I’ll cook you this sae watch cheesy reality shoith you”

I couldn’t stopI needed thatKeisha set down a cup of espresso in front of ar and canister of creas, a side of back bacon, and 2 slices of toast with concord jelly onto the side of my plate

“Wow, Keisha you really didn’t have to do all of this”

“Anything for irl” she said as she sat down across from me and scooted in her chair

“Bon appetite ma Cherie” I replied

I was so starving, and it had been weeks since I had had a proper meal like this I must ha

ve looked like a savage pig eating because I finished my meal in half the ti to do, I probably would have started to lick the plate clean to shoI leanedmy chin in the palm of my hand and stared at Keisha

She was such a classy girl She had taken the white napkin froht to eat her meal and used the proper utensils for each course of theher What would I do with her? I kneould never be where I am today without Keisha’s support When she finished her meal she picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of heron the counter cupping her face in her hand