Help Me

It was now Thursday morning, a week since we shaved Evelyn’s head, and not too long after that, she started making jokes about how her eyebrows were falling out too.

“Look mommy, I have eyebrows again,” she yelled, jumping on my bed early one morning. I almost screamed when I saw that she had drawn one thick, crooked line across her forehead. It took almost two days trying to scrub the permanent marker off of her face. Tiffani, the nurse that had volunteered to help me, howled with laughter when she walked in on me scrubbing Evelyn’s laughing face while she sat in the sink. I’ll admit, it was pretty funny, and I got a few great pictures of it, but why couldn't she just have used a regular fucking marker!?

We had gone through preparations left and right. We were to spend the night before the concert on Saturday with my parents so that we could save the hour drive, have a picnic with the grandparents at the beach, do some window shopping, and then have some dinner. Josh made and paid for reservations at a nice restaurant before we were to head over to the venue for our first concert with my baby girl. We were so excited. I went and bought some new earrings and a bracelet for my daughter that would go nicely with the outfit she was going to wear to the concert, along with a nice bottle of vodka for Abby and I when Evelyn fell asleep before we took off to my parents’ house tomorrow.

“Mama,” Evelyn said, poking my cheek. “Can I wake up now?”
I groaned and looked at my phone. 10:30. Tiffani would be over in a few minutes. I was so grateful to her. She’s on vacation for two weeks and here she is, about to spend it helping me with Evie. “You’re already awake baby girl,” I said, rubbing my eyes.
“Okay,” she chirped. “I’m hungry mom. Can I has cereal?”
“How’s your tummy baby?”
“It’s okay,” she said, lifting her shirt to stare at her bloated stomach. She had once again been up all night puking, and had vowed to never again have ice cream before bed. Before bed only though.

“Alright,” I said sitting up, and shaking my hair out. I cut my hair up to my shoulders, and since it was so stringy straight and thin, it flowed in just the right ways. I was planning on getting it shorter, but Evelyn had so desperately wanted me to keep it the way it was, she started to cry once the hair dresser put the scissors to it. “Let’s go get cereal baby.”

Evelyn jumped out of the bed yelling the lyrics to ‘Screaming in the Night´ by Krokus, and giggled at her. Oh my momma would be so proud.
Just as I made my way down the stairs, the doorbell rang “Just in time,” I thought.
I opened the door and was met by Tiffani’s smiling face. “Late morning,” she asked.”
I laughed, “Not late enough. I came home from work last night to a damn puke-a-thon.”
“Oh no,” she said, picking up Evelyn. “Poor baby! Well what are we gonna do about that?”
“Give me cereal,” Evelyn said bluntly.
Tiff and I laughed at her. “Evelyn, behave girl,” I said. “You know better than that.”
Tiffani set her on her feet and Evelyn scrunched her nose. “Sorry,” she said. Then she turned and ran to the kitchen on her toes to fetch her Cookie Crips.

I turned to Tiffani who was putting her bag down and getting out her stuff, but before I could say anything to her, the door swung open to reveal a red faced Abigail. She looked over to me, then to Tiffani, and threw a huge bag into the room, then turned on her heel and came back with another bag.

“Excuse me,” I said to Tiffani, who was wearing a very concerned look on her face. I walked out to see Abby pulling out another over stuffed bag from her car, biting her lip, trying not to cry. I walked behind her and put my hand on her shoulder.

“Abby,” I asked quietly. “What happened?”

Once it was out of my mouth, she sat on the pavement and started to cry. “Four years, Serenity. Four fucking years with that boy. Six if you count the two that we spent together ‘unofficially’ and he fucking kicked it all to the curb with some stupid SLUT! He’s been cheating on me for the past 7 months without me even knowing about it! How could I be so damn blind! He lost his job two months ago and was only able to get it back if he broke up with me because that bitch would have fucked him over. He said it started off as blackmail, but then he started wanting more. That son of a bitch! I hate him! I hate him so much! WE FUCKING HAD PLANS! GOALS!! I did everything for him, GAVE HIM EVERYTHING, and does this to me! Why are guys so fucking mean?!”

I held my best friend as she cried into my shoulder. Evelyn stood next us with her hands on her hips. She put her hand on Abby’s head, and let Abby pull her in for a bone crushing hug. Evelyn paid no mind to it, but kept stroking Abby’s hair as she cried.
Tiffani pulled out one of Abby’s bags from the car, which made us all look up to her. “Come on,” she said. “Let’s get your stuff inside then, huh?”
Abby looked at me, and I nodded. We all stood up and started moving her into our house.

The day went by pretty quickly. It was already almost 8 o’clock and Evelyn already wasn’t feeling too good.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to be travel with her feeling like this,” Abby asked.
“She should be fine, just as long as she isn’t in the car when she starts feeling sick,” Tiffani said. She was supposed to be home a while ago, but I had invited her to stay for dinner.
“I’ll just be sure to give my parents a head’s up before she starts to feel sick,” I said. “My mom doesn’t have the strongest stomach.”
“Oh joy,” Abby mumbled. “That’ll be fun.”
Tiffani and I laughed. I felt kind of bad to be leaving her here while we talk of our plans in front of her. Even with everything she’s done for us.

“Hey Abby,” I asked.
“Wussup,” she said, taking a swig from the vodka bottle and passing it to Tiffani.
“Do you happen to have that extra-,”
“OF COURSE I DO,” she said cutting me off. “I would never have left it with Sir DickFace!”
“You wanna go with us Tiff,” I asked. “I mean, Abby and I both have a good week off of work, and you’ve already done so much for Evie and I. What do you say? I mean, you seem to like Avenged Sevenfold just as much as we do. It’ll be fun!”

Tiffani looked at Abby and I, and sighed. “Well, I don’t want to feel like a freeloader,” she said.
“You wouldn’t be,” Abby said quickly. “Think of it as a gift of appreciation! You love us, and we love you! We’re even. She’s coming with us!”
“Well, when you say it like that…” Tiffani giggled.
“No if’s, and’s, or but’s missy!” Abby swung her hand to take the almost-empty vodka bottle from me. “You are coming and that is final! You can borrow some of my pj’s, stay over tonight, and we can go over to your house so you can pack your bags, then we’ll spend the day together and hit the road!”
“Sounds like a plan,” I said standing up and stretching my wobbly legs. “I’m gonna go check on Evelyn and then take a shower. Abby, you can sleep in my room, I want to sleep with Evie, and Tiff can take the guest room.”
“Yes ma’am,” they said in unison, and then burst out laughing.

After taking a very much needed shower, I walked out in my underwear and tank top, checking all the rooms, making sure the doors were locked and everything was off. Both girls had fallen asleep on the couch, holding each other, which I found pretty hilarious. Once my giggle fit was done, I cleaned up the mess we made and put everything away. I walked up the stairs and into Evelyn’s room, happy to see her out like a light. I crawled into bed, pulled my baby girl close to me, and drifted off into a very much needed sleep.

Notes

Not too eventful, but the next chapter should be full of fun:)