The Morticians' Daughter

Chapter 4

    Finally, I was squeaky clean. I grabbed a familiar towel from the bathroom closet, the last towel that was mine in the closet. My name was sewn into the worn towel. My mothers doing of course. I was always persistent on what things in the house belonged to me. I rung out my hair, I know it is not good for my hair but am I the only one who hates dripping water down my back after a shower. I dried my body then got dressed. I towel dried my long blonde hair. It was not longer a dirty mess darkened by grease. My hair was down my back. I stared at my aged face in the mirror. Long hair made me look so much older. Something about the way I looked in the mirror made me crack. I dug through the drawers looking for scissors. No, luck. However, I did find a nice box of razors.... No, I wasn't going to cut again. I know you're thinking that. Okay I am going to cut, not my body though. I opened the box. My eyes widen at the beautiful razors. I picked on up placing it between my fore fingers, like I would hold a pencil and I drew the blade across my damp hair. The back gradually made its way shorter and shorter. I layer it to the to of my ear and shorter and the front length ed from the top of my ear to my chin in a gradual slope. I looked at myself in the mirror, my age quickly melted away. I looked as young as ever. I brushed of my clothes. Washed the razor, placing it back in the box and putting it away. I lined my eyes with dark rings. For the first time in a long time I felt beautiful. I placed my clothes in the dirty clothes and hung my towel to dry.

I opened the door steam leaking out and filling the hall. I stepped onto the cold floor. My bare feet stuck in. I sighed heavily cold air filling my lungs. "Did somebody start a fire?" A wild Ashley appeared. I shrieked and darted for my room. Come on Haley, Man up god damn it, you met him yesterday! God, Why was I so scared.... These guys save my life.

A soft knock came from the door, a deep luxurious voice flowed after wards. " Darling are you okay?" Andy's voice melted my heart.

"I'm Fine, I fine." I let out a short pant of words.

"Can, I um come in? Are you decent?" He asked his voice soothing my nerves.

"Y..Yes." I paused. The door slowly creaked open, I should of oiled it.

"My god, Your Hair!" He shocked the air with the shrillness of his voice.

"I'm sorry, I should of lef..." I started

"No, no no you look gorgeous. Did you dye it too?" He looked more interested.

"No, it was dirty and I cut it, that's all." My voice was still trying to hide, This god of good looks was sitting in my room.

" Don't be scared. I won't hurt you." He reached up placing his hand on my cheek. I quickly moved back, his fingers against my skin, started a sensation. I don't know how I could explain it, it was just exhilarating.

" It's okay, I just. I lost my dad and nobody has ever done that, no even him, we were close but nothing like that."

"You never had a boyfriend do that?" He asked confused.

"Actually, I never had a boyfriend. I... I was always to scared, Things that happen, I mean bad things that happen like to stick."

"Can I change that?" His voice all hot and bothered.

"Change what? Andy, You are confusing me."

"This." His hands immediately grasped my face. Not harshly but like my mom. I melted, and before I knew it Our lips were connected and I was kissing him back. I Actually felt like I was loved and possibly in love. Wait what am I saying. I am not in love, I can't be in love... it was only a few second and how am I suddenly over that damn thing. Three years had passed and That kiss seemed like eternity. He let me go and My face fell flushed in pink. I could of been as bright as a rose. "Don't be embarrassed Haley. I like you." He whispered close to me," I know it so soon, but I want to ask you before another one of the guys tries to scoop you up... Will you be mine."

That was it, I can't do it, I don't know, I just down't know. Should I I mean is it right. I was starring at him intently and he was staring back.

"I... I 'm sorry I shoul...." Andy started talking.

"Damn it, Why the hell not. I can't keep hiding from the world forever, You're my hero how would I ever get the chance, if you hadn't of moved into my house." I said all to quickly I was relieved to see the frown on Andys' face be replaced with a smile. I couldn't help myself, my smile was stuck too.