Fire and Ice

35. No longer valueble

"Wha-what?" Denki asked. "B-but he said that-that it happens to everyone. An-and that it-it was common. Everywhere! An-an-" He stopped and started sobbing. "Hey, hey! He can't get you here, alright! I'm gonna be here all week! With you." He lend into my chest and stared sobbing heavily. "He-he abused me!! He hurt me! For no reason!!" He stared screaming as he held onto me for dear life. "He can't get you. He can't get you. He can't get you." I repeated those words as I stared to rock him gently. Then I was frozen. I couldn't move. And something hit me like a ton of bricks.

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"Hey! Hey! It's okay! D-don't cry!" There was a boy. A boy with white hair. "Don't worry. Uhh...Touya!!" The boy looked behind him. "Touya!!!" He quickly turned back to me. "Whoa, whoa! Please don't cry." Was I crying? "Hey- uhh...He can't get you. He can't get you. He can't get you."

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"TRIS!!" I snap my head over to Shinsuo. "Huh? Wha-what happen?" I asked beginning to catch my breath again. "You zoned out. You okay?" I looked down to see Kaminari asleep. "C-can you get him?" Without hearing his response, I move Denki on his lap, grab my crunches, and leave. I walk to my room. I started heavy breathing. I put my hands in my hair and keeled down. I pulled my hands down to see my hands were covered in red and white hair. 

"I guess it's time."

I go into my father's room and into his bathroom. I go into the bottom cabinet and pulled out a razor. I eyed my bandaged arm. Mmm...

I know I'm incapable of doing this alone. 

"Tris?" 

Bingo.

I get up and limp down stairs almost falling like seven different times. The purple haired boy I was looking for wasn't there though. "Why is this house so big? Three people live here." I say to myself as I limp back up  stairs and see Shinsou and the end of the hallway.  He walks over to me. "You okay?" I put the razor to his chest. "What the-" 

"I need you to do something for me." He gave me a confusing look. "And what is that?" I gently pulled my hair and a chunk came out. "Tri-" I cut him off quickly. "It's not getting better. I need to..." I shouldn't finish the sentence. I mean, it's just hair. I've been wanting to change it forever.  Cutting it off was never actually my intention. But I guess this works too. Despite that, it was to hard for me to choke the words out. 

"Tris I-...I can't do that." I put my hand on his wrist. He flinched at the action but I couldn't careless. No, I'm not heartless. I just didn't care at this point. Before you know Hatsume is going to be at my door with a sob  story. "Ethire you do this, or I'll do it." For some reason....I guess...he didn't want me to do it by myself...? I don't really know, he just dragged me to the bathroom. I sat down on the stool and he grabbed a pair of scissors.   

"Are you sure...?"

I nodded my head knowing I was making the biggest mistake of my life. I heard him sigh a lightly push my head down. I closed my eyes as the sound of the razor busted my ear drums. I slowly opened my eyes to see chunks of red a white hair falling to the ground. It went on like that for about 5 minutes. I tried to look up but stopped when he said, "Wait, not yet."
I saw his feet so I could tell he was leaving, and I didn't dare look up. I could see he coming back. I suddenly felt warmth on my head. I look up to see Shin at put a beanie on my head, but the kind you would wear in winter. "Shinsou...."
"Hitoshi."
"Hitoshi...um...thank you." He hugged me from behind and planted his face into my neck. "We'll buy you a wig too."