To Love Preciado

Another day flying by. At this point I'm not even sure what day it is. Monday, Thursday, Sunday; who knows. I've been in bed all week, I only get up to shower or use the restroom. I can say that I am getting better though. Before, I wasn't even showering or talking to anyone. With time I will be able to thrive once again.

I was lying in my bedroom when I heard the front door slam. I listened closely, detecting the sound of people chattering. I wonder who's here.

I continued to listen to the multitude of male voices downstairs. The longer I listened, the easier it became to tune in to the conversation.

"She's been so depressed lately, I don't know what to do. It seems like no matter what, I can't make her happy. Shit, I can't even get her out of bed!" one of the voices said.

"Honestly, it takes time. The only thing you can do right now is be patient and wait for her." another spoke up.

"I know man, I'm trying. It's been three weeks and she barely started talking to me again. You don't even realize how frustrating that can be." I noticed it was Jaime who was speaking.

"You know what, I think we need to go out and party." Another man said.

"You really think that'll help?" Jaime asked.

"Well it would definitely keep her mind off things. Plus, maybe she'll remember what life is all about and find motivation again."

"That's a good point actually."

"What do you say?"

"I guess we can try getting her out of bed." I heard Jaime's voice again.

The next thing I knew, four Mexicans came rushing into my room. Jaime ran over to me, kneeled down next to the bed, and took my hand. Mike had a huge smile on his face and was a bit jumpy. Tony was standing at the end of the bed just looking at me sweetly. And then there was Vic, standing by the doorway with his head down.

All at once they started talking. I was able to pull out a "Hey, Rosaline." "How you doing, Girly?" "You feeling better?" and of course a "Hey, Baby!" from Jaime.

I wasn't exactly sure how to respond, so I lied there quietly.

"So, the guys and I were thinking" Jaime paused, "Maybe the five of us could go out and party tonight?"

I just stared at him, no words came out of my mouth.

Mike chimed in, "We know how hard this is on you and we just want to see you happy again. We wanted to take you out so you could get your mind off things for one night."

After a long period of silence, I decided to talk. "Well" I sat up in bed, "that actually sounds kind of nice." I looked over at Tony and Mike to see them smiling like idiots. "I would love to go out and party tonight."

"Hell yeah!" Mike yelled enthusiastically. "I know my homie is throwing a party all night, so we'll take off around 9:00 tonight, that leaves you a couple hours to get ready."

I nodded in response.

The guys ran out of my room, they all seemed pumped. Well, not all of them were pumped. After Tony, Mike, and Jaime ran out I realized that Vic was still leaning against the door frame.

His eyes were locked on the ground, but as I continued to stare at him he brought his head up to look at me. He slowly made his way over to the bedside and sat down.

"Hi, Rosaline." he quietly said, he sounded so broken.

Although I'm the one with a dead mother and a father locked up in jail, I couldn't help but feel concerned about him. "Are you okay, Vic? What's wrong?" I asked him.

"I'm just worried about you. It's heartbreaking seeing my friend is depressed and hurting." He looked down before saying, "And the worst part is, there's nothing I can do to help."

"Vic, that's not true. Right this second you are helping me."

"I am? How?" he asked.

"Just having you around helps a lot. It's nice knowing all of you guys are here for me." I tried to force a smile.

He placed his hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, well we'll always be here for you, Rosaline." He then stood up and started walking towards the door.

"Wait." I commanded. Vic turned around to look at me. "Can you stay with me and help me get ready?"

A soft smile formed on his face. "Yeah. Let me see what the guys are doing and in the meantime just go shower."

I nodded at him then he walked out the door.

I quickly showered, not wanting to keep Vic waiting too long. When I got out of the bathroom, Vic was sitting on my bed on his phone. "What are the guys doing?" I asked him.

He slipped his phone in his pocket and looked up at me. "Oh, they're just watching the soccer game and drinking a beer." He pushed his hair out of his eyes. "What did you need help with?"

"I don't know, just picking out an outfit and whatnot."

"Well, I don't know if I'll be much of a help considering I'm a guy." he laughed.

I chuckled. "If anything you can just keep me company."

After drying my hair I spread out several shirts, skirts, and dresses out on my bed.

"Wow, that's a lot of options." Vic stated, staring at the bed.

"Well, I guess I should start trying things on!"

After trying on every outfit I had laid out on the bed, we finally came to a decision. The dress we picked out is a super dark blue skater dress which is covered in black lace. The back is open and it is mid-sleeve. Along with the dress I'm going to wear black Vans.

"Well that only took forever." Vic said as he plopped down on the bed.

"For reals! I gotta do my hair now, so you can join the guys if you want."

"Alright, how long are you going to be?" he asked.

"About twenty minutes."

"Okay." he jumped up and made his way downstairs.

I sighed, feeling alone as soon as he left. I sat down in front of the mirror in my bathroom and began to straighten my hair. After finishing my now pin-straight hair, I began to apply make-up which I rarely do. First, I lightly filled in my eyebrows, shaping them perfectly. Then, I layered several different shades of brown and gold eyeshadows, creating a more natural look. Next, I used black liquid liner to make thin wings. For my bottom lash-line I used purple eyeliner to make my green eyes pop.

I was finally done getting ready so I grabbed my purse and ran downstairs. I entered the living room, finding the guys screaming at the TV. Vic noticed me first, he smiled then started to blush for some reason. Then Tony and Jaime looked over at me. Jaime stood up and started blushing. Mike hadn't noticed yet, but as he began to to take a sip of his beer, he looked over and almost choked mid-sip.

"Holy damn!" Mike yelled out.

Jaime spun around and glared at him. Tony started laughing at Mike. Jaime turned back around to face me. "You ready to go?"

I let out a deep breath. "Readier than ever." I replied.

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