No Such Thing As A Happy Ending

Chapter Eight

After work I caught the bus home. I decided to take my phone out and text Resha.

Me: Hey Resha its Tynerah.

I waited but she didn't text back right away. When I got back to the motel I ordered some pizza and got started on my hair. Grabbing all the supplies I needed and after watching five different hair tutorials it was time to test my knowledge out.

I dyed, cut, and flat ironed til I accomplished the desired look. I almost cried at how successful it came out.

I dyed my hair a honey blonde but I left my roots brown. I cut my hair into a shoulder length bob with a side bang and my hair was flat ironed bone straight. It still had lots of body and volume to it and my bang was nicely feathered. The color made my eyes look brighter and really complimented my pretty skin.

Beep*

Resha: Hey I honestly never thought I'd hear from you

Me: Sorry for the way I walked off in school the other day, you seem like cool peoples

Resha: Oh no problem, I understand. I was being a little too nosey but I have a question

Me: Wassup

Resha: Well I don't fuck with too many people but for some odd reason I like you. My parents are away until tomorrow night and if your not busy I want you to come and stay the night, maybe we could even go out somewhere tonight

I really did wanna get out of this Motel but I was paying for this shit and unless she was coming out of pocket 48.00 to go towards another night I was staying right here tonight.

But going out didn't sound half bad, plus I was ready to show off my new hair style. I could invite her over here but I definitely didnt want to give her the whole back story on how I got here and why.

Me: I wanna go out with you tonight but I can't stay the night and I Dont have anything to wear out.

Resha: Girl, clothes ain't a problem, we look about the same size clothes you can borrow something of mine. And you Dont have to stay the night, I can pick you up and drop you back off.

And she had herself a deal. I wasn't too fond on wearing another bitches clothes but I felt like I could trust her and she seemed pretty clean.

I took a shower then grabbed everything I was going to need to get ready at Resha's house. It was getting dark and I didn't feel like walking so I decided to just send Resha the motel address. I told her to text me when she was out there.

Twenty minutes later she did.

It was a fifteen minute drive and the only car conversation consisted of asking how each others day went. The rest of the way we listened to music silently, she didn't even mention anything about the motel or ask any questions about it.

She had a beautiful house, I mean it really looked like something on MTV cribs. And if I never envied anyone before in my life; one thing for sure was that I envied her lifestyle this very moment.

"You hungry?" She asked.

"Yeah a little'' I answered truthfully. I hadn't ate since my Captain D's before work.

"You like pasta?" She asked.

"Yeah" I said.

"Well help yourself to plenty in the fridge, I'll be upstairs in my room. Soon as you come up walk straight down the hall and its the third room on the right" she said.

Damn, in my old house you wouldn't even have to give directions. Everything was just right there, I stuffed my face with pasta and followed the directions I was given.