Sunlight came threw the cracks in the blinds, spilling down onto the floor. My eyes were open just a slit, causing a grey haze to surround everything. That's how life was lately. The grey seemed to take over more and more. My head was killing me. I prayed to God the crushing feeling in my chest would let up soon. I could hardly breathe.
My computer chimed again. I squeezed my eyes shut and willed it to go away. It chimed again. I turned up the radio curling into a ball on my bed. I whispered my mantra threw cracked lips, "Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry." The grey crept closer. My computer sang off key. It sounded like it was going to implode. I was tempted to throw it across the room.
I leaned off the edge of my bed, touching a finger to the mouse pad and bringing up the conversation window. I read another line of hallow words and shut the screen. She was waiting for an answer. I only had the energy to type two letters. F U. I couldn't bring myself to hit the send button.
I re-read the conversation. A short burst of angry words keyed onto a computer screen. I shook my head in amazement. She fixed things and screwed them up in exactly the same sentence. It was like praying for forgiveness for adultery while screwing the priest. There was a hard knot in my stomach. I wanted nothing more then to throw up.
I closed the window on the computer, and rolled off the bed. I walked the short distance to my dresser and picked up the tweezers. I set to attacking the eyebrows that were trying to take over my head. "He loves me." I whispered, plucking at a tiny hair. A cynical laugh escaped my throat..."oh wait, he loves me not." I pulled at another hair. "She loves him." I tried again. Tears sprang into my eyes as I pulled the hair from my face.
"She loves him. She loves him. She loves him." I pulled frantically at my eyebrows. The area around my eyebrows was an angry red. I pulled harder, willing the physical pain to shut out the emotions that I couldn't deal with.
The computer chimed again. I wiped a line of blood from my forehead. I slammed the screen shut and slide it across the room. I couldn't deal with anymore. She'd lost her mind. I'd lost him. And now I had no eyebrows.
I lay on my bed and I let the grey engulf me.

This is really good. I like the descriptions and it's an interesting start to a story, so it leaves me with many questions, which is good for an introduction to a story to keep the reader hooked. Anyways, I really liked it so I hope you post the next bit.

Very nice start. I like the mystery in it--the reader can faintly begin to see the storyline even though you're very sparing with the hints at it. Post more!