Chrysalis (Book 1.5 in the Wolfen Brethren Series)

This Too

17 years old
Mai -
1 week later

                   

"Are you sure you want to do this, V?" This was about the ninth time she had asked me in the space of 5 minutes.

"Yes! I have been wanting this, now just do it!" Gods, Eliza was the most annoying female ever. I was in the process of grieving and here she was asking me a thousand questions. Didn't she know good friends were just meant to do things without questioning.

"I don't know, you're not really in the right mind frame" she mumbled arms folding over her Petite chest. I gave her a dirty look, my teeth tutting as I snapped.

"Seriously Eliza, just fucking do it or I will." Instead of getting offended like any normal human being would Eliza just brushed it off and came back with another dumb response.

"Ooooh feisty, I like it" I swear I was on the brink of going crazy. This girl was driving me up the wall for real!

I called her an idiot under my breath which she of course heard with her big ears. Slapping me on the head with comb she continued brushing my hair before sighing in defeat.

"Fine" she grumbled, starting up the machine and placing the flat disk over my head.

Flicking the button, it made a little beeping sound before a gold light came on.

"Alright here goes" neither of us had ever used this machine before but apparently it was a must have. Most men used it and if it worked for them then it would definitely work for me.

10 minutes later and I couldn't stop looking at myself, damn my hair was so short but it looked amazing. Running my fingers over my finely cropped scalp I couldn't get over how blonde my hair had gotten.

It was so short and though it was a boys cut, I definitely made it look good.

"Dayum girl, you look. Hawwt! I'm talking molten lava from the earths core hot!" She squealed, fanning my face erratically.

"I'm talking hotter than the suns surface, hot."

She made more squawking sounds as she pulled me away from the sink and began twisting me this way and that. For a small person she had a lot of strength.

"I'm talking-"

"I get it Eliza, I look hot." I snipped, cutting her off from what would have been a very long, one sided metaphor on how good I looked.

"Yes you do little mama!" Tears were welling in her eyes, as she began fanning her face to get control over her emotions. The way she was behaving you would think she had just gone through a heart-breaking non-break up, break up.

"I'm so proud of you Vanya."

She was more emotional than me and I was pretty damn emotional. I wasn't crying anymore; I think my tears had run dry. I was starting to feel numb, there was just this void that was sucking up all my emotion. I hated the feeling because it reminded me of the little Vanya I had come to this compound as. I had come way too far to go back now.

"You wouldn't be proud of me if you saw the state of my room the other day."

Gods I didn't want to think about the state of my room.

"Trashed?"

"Trasheddddd!" I echoed.

I had made a wreck of my room, like tornado, earthquake standards.

In front of Carson I had got my bearings really quick, acting composed and calm but in reality I had been livid. I had been heartbroken. My soul was wrecked!