Tarrae's Pov
It's been four days since the funeral of Norman
And I haven't had any motivation to do anything, not even use to use the bathroom, I think I have a bladder infection
I turned over facing my ceiling, staring at the fan, going in circles and circles
Soon my door busted open reveling Sid
S: " Jesus Rae, you look like a corpse"
T: " Shut up Sid," I said chuckling
S: " Am being serious Rae, you haven't even eaten in 4 days, please at least take a shower, maybe we can go somewhere together today"
"UGHH" a big sigh came out
T: " Ok fine, you gave me enough motivation"
S: " Ok I'll make you something to eat"
I nodded "Yes"
After a little bit, I stood up and walked towards the bathroom, but it felt like I was about to faint due to not eating in so long
I turned over the shower nob too cold, maybe that will help me
...
After about a 30-minute shower, I came out and grabbed a towel, and dried myself off
I wrapped the towel around my body as I started doing my skincare
The whole time I was doing my skincare, I was staring at my hair deciding if I should cut it short or not
But my thoughts won
I grabbed out scissors and grabbed my hair onto a ponytail
Where the rubberband stopped is where I was going to cut
After a big breath, I cut it
Thank god I had a curler cause my hair looks so weirdly short
...
After my hair dried I curled all my hair which made it wavey, but it didn't bother me it looked better like that
I grabbed two front pieces and braided them, then added some cheetah-printed hair clips in the front
Wow I liked this hairstyle very much
And when I finished my make up I went to go pick up an outfit
Which included a black tank top, flare pants, bracelets, a studded belt, and a black sweater
When I was finally satisfied with how I looked, I walked out of my room heading toward the kitchen
T: " Hey Sid, umm what's going on Sid," I said laughing a bit and looking at the smoke
S: " Hey Rae, oh um yeah... Tarrae you cut you're hair, I like it not gonna lie"
T: " Thanks Sid, umm do you need help with that," I said pointing toward the pan
S: " Oh no it's fine, I messed up like two times, cooking is hard," He said with a frown on his face
T: " It's fine I'll make some hot pockets, you want some"
S: " Omg, yes, please," he said in a tire voice
I walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed hot pockets from the freezer and walked over to the microwave
As I tossed the hot pockets into the microwave I said " Oh btw where's my dad" to which he replied "Oh he's on an interview with Stone Sour and told me if I could watch over you, while he was gone"
When he finished the last line the timer beeped on the microwave
I took out the hot pockets and gave him a napkin so he wouldn't burn yourself
" Here be careful, it's hot," I said handing him the hot pocket, as he took a bite of it he dropped it and made a crying sound, but it looked like he did it on purpose to make me laugh
" Told you it was hot," I said laughing a bit
When we got finished eating the food, we walked out to his truck
" Hey where are we going," I said " It's a surprise," he said giving me a huge grin
"Oh no" I thought in my head

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Ficção AdolescenteThis story is about a 14-year-old girl named Tarrae, showing her life as the daughter of the famous vocalist Corey Taylor. Mentions: Ed, Sh, Sexual Harassment, and body dysphoria Unfinished