Double Life

Its actually Kai...

The music pounds in my ears, amplified by the energetic crowd. I make my way to the back room, flashing my VIP pass and pushing past the guard. I close the door, screaming out in pain, rejection, and frustration, knowing no one will hear me over the bass boosted music, if you can even call it that.

I've always been rejected

I've always been unwanted.

It still hurts, when I see the hate in someone's eyes. I run my hand back through my hair, feeling the wolf ears flattened against my skull. I breath through my teeth, trying to calm down before I loose control. I glance at the bag of supplies I picked up, and realize I'm going to look like a boy soon. It's weird, but not all together unpleasant. I take the scissors out and grab a handful of my blond hair, giving it one final stroke before I hack it off. Locks of my hair fall all around me, and I relish the feeling of short hair. I stand up, brushing myself of, shocked at how different I already look. I take my knife out and start shaving the sides of my head, succeeding in nicking myself only twice.

The hair dye runs all over, reminding me how I should have asked for help. I ignore the voice in my head~who would you ask?~. I feel the dye drip in my eyes again and I curse my stupid self for even trying this. I feel the tears start, first to clear my eyes, but soon from the pain of how alone I feel. I slide down the wall, deciding that I might as well ball my eyes out, seeing as no one's going to stop me.

Kai's P.O.V.

I push my way into the packed club, trying to find her blond head in the mass of bodies.
Why AM I doing this? I shake my head and keep pushing through, hoping I'll get lucky. Soon I'm at the back of the club, pressed against the wall and wanting to give up. I try the door next to me, surprised it opens. I hear sobbing and I'm about to go in when I feel the door pushed shut and locked. I caught a glimpse of someone who looks like her, but I can't really tell. That's the stuff she was carrying when she was in our dorm!

I found her.

I go to push the door open and I feel it give, but someone is pushing back equally, trying hard to keep me out.

Grey's P.O.V.

Shit!

The stupid door doesn't have a lock on it! I think it's the guy from the dorm, and the last face I want to see. I can't let them think I'm weak, just because I'm a girl. I push against the door, feeling him slowly win. I'm still sobbing, hoping he'll leave, hoping he won't keep trying.

But soon he shoves his shoulder against the door and knocks me to the ground, my head banging against the hard tiles. I watch him come in and hurriedly close the door, rushing to help me up.

"Shit I'm so sorry!"

He says, grabbing my arm. I freak out pushing him away. Let's just say I don't have the best past with people in general.

"Get the hell away from me!"

I scream, standing up and rubbing the back of my head. I try to wipe my tears but the hair dye on my hand only makes it worse. Soon I feel his fingers softy wrap around my hands, trying to pull them away from my face.

"Love, stop you're making it worse."

He says in a soft voice. I'm still sniffling heavily, and I look into his dark eyes.

"Why did you call me Love?"

I sniffle out, my eyes watering from the chemicals.

"...you seem like you need it. Were you trying to dye your hair or?"

I nod, going to wipe my eyes again but he grabs a towel quickly, still holding my wrists. I wait while he wets it, gently dabbing at my eyes. I flinch, my eyes still watering like crazy.

"Let me help."

He says, now wiping the dye of my face and ears. I go to push him away, muttering that I can do it myself, but I wait till he finishes getting the excess dye off.

"I'm fine, just leave me alone."

I say, grabbing the bottle and continuing to pour it's smelly contents on my hair, trying not to get any in my wolf ears. Even if I wanted help, I couldn't accept it. I wipe my eyes again with my hand, letting out a string of curses when I realize it's still covered in hair dye. He patiently wipes my eyes again, this time laughing a little at my forgetfulness.

"Looks like we have another Lay here."

"Who's Lay?"

"One of our members. Are you sure you don't want help?"

I nod, finally able to rinse out the excess dye in the sink. My eyes still sting like crazy, and my sight is fuzzy and blotchy. I end up falling back against the wall, slightly dizzy. I'm scared and tired, but I try not to show it as I wrap a towel around my head. All I need is a change of clothes and my vest and I'll be finished. He quietly watches me gather my things. I'm planning on sleeping in the back room tonight, hopefully.

"Ready to go?"

He says, and I shake my head, remembering how rude he was.

"I'm not going back to the dorms, Ken."

"It's actually Kai...and you have to come back Love."

"Actually I don't, because I already have plans tonight. Also it's Grey, not Love."

I say, shoving past him into the crowded club. I feel his hand touch my shoulder and I pause for a minute, wanting that gentle touch to last.  Then I remember the look in his eyes when I was at the dorm, the look in all their eyes.

I honestly don't know how I'm going to do a photo shoot with these jerks tomorrow.

Dedication to bookworm1281, my most faithful voter and reader, even when I told her not to lol. Love ya dongsaeng!