Back Together ~ pt 4

❤︎︎ Twenty-Two ❤︎︎

*Lexi's POV*

It had been a couple weeks. It was exactly a month since I had found out I had cancer. I had another chemo session and my nightmare was coming true... I had some bald spots coming in and my hair was coming out in more chunks. I was so scared.

"I don't wanna... I don't wanna shave my head..." I said. Lando put his hand on my cheek and stroked it. He knew how much I had been dreading this.

"I know you don't, sweetheart... I know... But shaving your head is the best option for you right now"

"but I'll look fucking ugly..."

"You will never be ugly, Lexi"

"I will... I'll look like a fucking egg..."

"Lexi... You're strong and beautiful, even without hair"

"Bullshit"

"You're my princess, Lexi. And princesses don't have bad hair days"

"I won't have any hair to have a bad hair day!!!"

"That's right, you won't. But that doesn't mean you can't still be beautiful and strong" he said. He ran his fingers through my hair again and another chunk came out. "You're doing amazing, Lex"

"Im gonna look fucking awful... I don't wanna shave my head..."

"Well, I don't know about that. I think you're going to look quite sexy with a shaved head. Besides, it's just hair; it grows back"

"but it takes fucking ages to grow back..."

"True, but think of it this way: when it does grow back, you'll get to show off your new look to everyone. And who knows? Maybe you'll like it so much that you'll keep it shaved"

"Bullshit"

"You'll see, Lexi. Once you embrace this new you, there's no going back"

"I just want my hair to stop falling out..."

"It will stop if we just shave it... it will cause you less trauma eventually"

"can we just go find me a wig now...? then I can put it on straight after we shave my head..."

"If that's what you want, sweetheart. We'll go get you one. Or two. Or however many you want" he said. We went home and we sat in the bathroom. I was literally shaking. I sat in front of him and he sat on a stool behind me with the shaver

"I'm scared..."

"I know it's scary, but we're in this together. And it's just hair; it will grow back. Just focus on feeling good about yourself and having fun with your new look"

"there's nothing good about this... you know that my hair is my confidence..."

"I know, baby. But we've talked about this before; your beauty doesn't depend on your hair"

"It does..."

"I promise, you'll still be as beautiful as ever. In fact, I think this will make you even more confident and sexy. Just trust me on this, okay?"

"I've not got much of a choice..." I said. He slowly pushed the shaver through my hair. I had to cover my eyes. I couldn't bear to see my hair falling to the floor. Then I heard the shaver moving further away... I turned around and saw him push the shaver through his curls. "Lan... what the hell are you doing...?"

"We're in this together, remember?"

"But... your curls..."

"Don't worry about my curls, love. They'll grow back just fine. Besides, it's not like I haven't done this before. Now come here and let me finish up your back" he said. He finished up and I instantly started crying as I saw my shaved head in the mirror

"I hate it"

"I know you do, love... but this will cause you less trauma in the long run, okay?"

"Okay...