Sidepiece Savior (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 2: A New Cut

Ava-

"Bro are you sure about this? You think I look good for real?" I said running my hands through my freshly cut hair.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe I I had just cut my long beautiful hair off. I use to have hair that flowed down my back, all black, thick, long and lustrous. Now my hair was cut real low, and all I had was a thick swoop in the front, the back and sides of my head were shaved extremely low, and I had designs in the sides of my head. I couldn't believe it. I absolutely could not believe this.

"Girl chill out. This is beautiful! You look so fucking fly!" my brother Levi said as brushed my low waves in the back.

"I mean yeah it's cute. I like it, but I can't believe it." I said flicking my hair out of my face.

"This is gorgeous. You tripping for no reason sis." Levi said. Levi was my older brother, and we were super close. We lived together in a three bedroom house that our mom left us when she died two years ago. We had always been close, sibling and best friends almost.

Any other day I would believe anything he said, but today I was having some trouble about this new cut. But honestly I think it's a little too late to be second guessing. I liked my cut, I'll admit I looked really cute with a cut. I was just afraid that tomorrow maybe I'd change my mind, but what I had done couldn't be changed. I cut my hair to liberate myself. I had just turned twenty-five two weeks ago, and I wanted something new and different. I wanted to be grown and sexy, and my long lustrous hair made me look all childish, and innocent. So I cut my hair. Whenever I saw a woman with a short haircut I felt like I knew her. I felt like women with short hair break all sexist, dehumanizing barriers about women. Because women were held to this standard to be soft, beautiful, pleasant and so on. And hair played a big part in that. Women all over the world are judged by their hair which seems like everybody wants a woman's hair to be long, lustrous, soft and silky.

But with short hair, you broke that barrier. Nobody expects women to rock short, choppy, edgy like cuts. Nobody expects women to be at the barbershop waiting for a haircut. Whenever a woman cut her hair, she was looked at funny. Women shouldn't have short hair, only men can. Which wasn't the case all the time. But it's what I feel like. It's what I felt like. Now I have short hair, and I feel somewhat ok, a little hesitant though.

I always admired women with short hair, or shaved heads. They just seemed like the type who do as they please, don't care what anybody says. They love themselves bald head and all. They weren't conforming to what everybody else wanted. They did what they pleased, with no regrets. I wanted that. My hair was almost like a prison. I worshiped my hair. Because I wanted to please everybody. To be what everyone desired. I wanted to be accepted by all I encounter. I don't know why, maybe I'm just a mindless people pleaser with no backbone, but now I cut my hair I feel bold. I feel resilient. I feel liberated. I feel like a rebel.

"This is cute." I said with a smile.

"I know that's what I been telling you. This is life right here." Levi said looking at me in the mirror.

"I can't wait till this weekend. I can't wait to go to that party that Tyson's throwing." I said.

"Yes! You and me both boo. Cause I know it's gonna be popping. Girl all the niggas wit money gonna be there. Tyson said she gone have strippers, and everything. And with this new do boo, you gonna be pulling from every corner of the room. Of course I am too with my fine ass. You know I'm gonna make it do what it do boo!" Levi laughed. I laughed at his antics.

"Boy you better calm down, you know yo boy Key-Lo gonna be there too. He ain't finna let you have too much fun." I said. Key-Lo was Levi's ex boyfriend. They were together for almost a year but Key-Lo kept cheating and my brother wasn't having that. Somehow Key-Lo couldn't let go and even though they weren't together he stayed trying to keep Levi in check.