A Gay Emo Love Story

Broken and Alone

Alone I was... With my parents gone and my best friend hates me. I have no other friends near by. I wish I had something to do. I wish I had my best friend back. I wish my parents were here with me. It was better to hear them yelling and know they were here than for them to leave a note saying I was now alone.

         I get to the unpacking part of this stupid new house.  I guess R isn't going to call anytime soon...  I just hope we can become friends again. As I work in the silence of the house it starts to get to me...  It was always loud with the screaming of my parents. I stop working and get a bottle of Dr Pepper and poor it into a cup.  It gets my mind of things.  I get back to working because I have a lot to do.  I put on loud music.  Suddenly a knock at the front door gets my attention.  I look through the peep hole.  Nothing so I open the door.  A pizza with a note.  I bring it inside and start to eat the pizza while reading the note.  It says
     Dear A.  I decided that I am moving in with this girl I have known for a while.  Her name is Sabrina.  She and I have been dating for awhile.  I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to get hurt.  I sent this pizza as an apology for our fight.  A pizza will come once every 2 hours to your house everyday with a note on how I am doing.  Thanks for being my friend.  I hope we can make up soon but now isn't the time.  Have a good lunch.
What the hell? I turn off my music to think for a minute.  She left her house?  Why?  She has been dating someone and didn't tell me?  But I thought best friends tell each other everything. I guess not.  So if she didn't tell me about that then I guess I will wait a while to tell her about my parents.  Okay I guess since she is truly gone now that I am truly alone. I put back on the music and every two hours a knock at the door. I get half way finished with the house by midnight.  I go outside and 4 large pizzas are waiting to be eaten.  I put a box in the oven and wait for it to heat up.  When it's finished I devour it.  I also end up drinking the whole bottle of soda.  Once I finish I go to my room and fall asleep. I dream of my parent here and happy.  No yelling,  no fighting, just talking. My mom looks young and my dad looks nice. They look better than when they were fighting. The dream turns sour quickly. The both turn into monster like people. The still are the same size but the look taller than usual. About a second later they are shot in the head. The next day i am woken up by a phone call. I run to answer it. A voice on the phone says my parents have been shot. They wanted me to come identify the bodies. I use the old car that is in the garage and drive to the police station. I pull up and two people in all white are waiting outside for me. I park and walk to them. They walk me down a million halls and we finally come to this room full of dead bodies. Why are rhey here? It stinks horribly. The bring me to the bodies at the end of the room. The uncover the faces. My mom. My dad. Both had holes in their heads. From a gun.
"They had on face makeup. It made them look like monstrous creatures. Were they going to a party?"
"I wouldn't know sir. They moved put of the house i live in and i haven't seen them since."
"Oh. Well i am very sorry for your loss son."
"Its okay" but it wasn't this was just like my dream. But how?
" So are these your parents?"
"Um yes, sir"
"Okay. Thank you for your help today. We hope to find who did this."
"I hope you find them soon as well."
"Let me take you back to the front doors."
I was silent the way back to the doors. I really wanted to call R and tell her but she was with her girlfriend and i didn't want to bother her. I drove home and about 7 pizza boxes were on my porch. I bring them inside and put the notes on the counter to read later on. I then go to bed. It is 7 in the after noon.  A reasonable hour.
    I wake up at exactly 11:42am. I sit up in my bed and look around. I am alone in this big house with no one around. I get up and think. Should I go get something done? Like my hair dyed or my lip peirced. I do both.
    I go to the salon at the shoping center.
"Excuse me?"
"Yes? How may I help you?"
"I want to get my hair dyed black and purple. Can you do that?"
" I cant but I can have a stylist do it."
"Well yeah. How much is it?"
" that will be $62.43."
" Okay. Do I pay now or after?"
" After. Mistlynn will take you and do your hair."
"Come with me over here."
I walk with her. She points to a chair and I sit. As I look in the mirror, I see her name on the top in many colors with flowers and hearts around it. I am a little weirded out by it. But ignore it.
"What do you want done with your hair?"
"I want it to be all black with a purpleish blue fringe or what you would call bangs."
"Okay do you want it choppy or faded into it?"
"Faded please. And can you put perminate hair dye?"
"Yes, but that is a little nore expensive. Is that okay?"
"Yes"
She walks away and goes into a room. She doesnt come back out for a little thrn comes out with a cart. She has hair dye bottles, three plastic bowls, two hair paint brushes, a package of combs, foil, gloves, and a cape thing. She puts the cape over the front of me and clips it around my neck. She then puts the gloves on and starts to put the hair dye into the bowls.
    She gets almost all of the hair dye out of the containers. She then starts to brush the black onto my hair. She puts a large amout on the top of my head. She then sets the bowl down with the brush then starts massaging the dye into my hair. It feels nice but starts to get annoyjng as she repeats the procces of putong dye on my head then massaging it. She is done about 30 minutes later. She then walks away. She comes back with a cap. She puts it on my head. She then motions me to stand up and walk toward this machine that is a hair dryer.
"What type of magazines do you like?"
" I actually brought a book if you could hand me my bag."
She walks over and grabs the bag that was next to the chair I sat in. She puts it on my lap and I rumage through until I find my book. I then gently toss my bag to the floor next to my feet. I start reading and time flies.
"Sir? Your timer is done. Can you please walk woth me to the hair wash station?"
I of course I get up and go. I then sit down in a chair and put my head in the bowl. It is a very hard and cold bowl. She then puts on ice cold water and washes out the exces dye. My hair is now pitch black.
"Since this is perminate, for the first 3 days please don't get your hair wet."
I nod not wanting to strain my neck any more by talking. Even though nodding didn't help. She then sets the water nozzel down and turns off the water. She wraps my hair in a towel and walks me over to the chair I was in at first. She gets out all of the exces water and starts to blow dry. It takes about 20 minutes for it to be completely dry. She then takes a bowl and fills it with a white-ish yellow-ish colored dye. She turns me around and starts to put it on my bangs. She then starts to rub it into my hair. She puts a foil peice on every single blonde peice. Then uses a bloe dryer. After about 10 minutes she stops and walks me ovrr to the wash station. She washes my hair and puts a towel on it. Then we walk over to the chair and she starts to mix the blue and purple dye. After awhile of stiring she puts it on the blonde. She repeats thd same actions as the black part. I look in the mirror tk see her staring at my eyes. After awhile of massaging it into my hair she puts foil on and blow dries it. After 30 minutes of her arm killing her most likely, she puts down the drier and walks me to the rinsing station. As sbe rinses my hair she talks about hiw black suits me and how she tried a bunch or haur colors and none sorks and blah blah blah blah. We walk over to the chair and she dries my bangs and the rest of my weted spots on my head. After that I go pay.
"You look amazing."
"Thank you!"
"That'll be $50.22."
I get out my wallet and pay. I then walk to hotflockit it is an emo/punk store. I ask if they peirce.
"Excuse me. Do you peirce lips?"
"Yes. How many lip peircings?"
I think for a minute.
"I want 4 please."
" okay that will be $32 even please."
I pay and she points to a chair next to a table. I sit in it and wait.