Please Just Leave Me Alone

It is three a.m. and I am still awake. I sit up, staring around the room. "Elvis?" I murmur, staring at his shivering body, frowning as I schooch closer to him. He doesn't wake up, not even when I tap on his shoulder. I pull my blankets over him as I stand up, staring down at him, then at Isis and Hilary. I wince, and turn away.

I pull a pair of black jeans from my closet, as well as a tight white tee shirt. I glance towards my friends once again as I sneak into the bathroom, hurriedly changing into my clothes. I stare into the mirror at myself, and comb my wavy hair back, and fasten a shining silver clip to hold it back that way before I walk back into my room. I grab a pair of these chunky black slingbacks that Hilary had bought for me because they were too small for her, and set them by the door.

I walk back into my bathroom, grabbing a tube of bright red lipstick, and apply it, running it slowly over my lips before I tip-toe back out into the room. I knelt down beside Elvis, and kissed his cheek, just hard enough for a good amount of lipstick to stick there, in the form of my lips. I sigh, and carefully pick up his arm, holding the lipstick above it for a short moment before writing: Don't worry about me. Went for walk. 3a.m. Love Y'all - ADDIE

I reapplied the lipstick, and stuck it into his hand, and curled it into a fist, grabbing the slingbacks before leaving the room.