Chapter Nineteen: Awkward Behavior

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  Annie's POV

  I stood in the shower, feeling the tears of helplessness wash down my face with the running water. The drain was clogged, from all the dark hair trying to go down it. I could feel my hair all over my body, if I barley rubbed it came out.

   I knew it was such a vain thing to do, stand in the shower mourning after the loss of hair, but it had taken me three years to grow it out this long. I began to shake, as the water grew cold. I could hear Alex pounding on the door.

   " Annie?" He called my name in a frantic voice, " Annie, are you alright? You've been in the shower for an hour now." He shouted worriedly. I sniffed, knowing I needed to shut the water off and get out, before he busted the door down to get me.

  The only problem was, I still felt nasty. My hair clung all over me, and I knew I was almost bald now. I slowly put a shaky hand to my head, and felt the softness of my scalp. I cringed violently, " Annie if you don't come out in five seconds I'm busting the door down to make sure your OK."

  I quickly shut the water off, " Don't I'm f...f... fine." I studdered stupidly, great now he would defanatly know I was not 'fine'. I tried wiping the hair from my arms, and legs, it was no use it clung to me like a second skin.

   I looked in the mirror, and felt sick. I only had a few long patches of hair left, I looked horrible. Not only was I going bald, but my thin body was a bad contrast to not having much hair. " Talk to me, I know something's wrong." I could hear his sigh of frustration.

  I felt bad for him in a way, our relationship had been rocky ever since I had caught him talking to Maggie. He had tried reassuring me that it was nothing, and I wouldn't have had such a hard time believing him, had he not been acting like a stranger to me the past week.

  We hadn't so much kissed, or touched since the day I moved in, and I was now regretting even coming here. I wanted so desperately to know what was going on in his gorgeous head, but he was acting as if the distance between us was what he needed.

  " I'll be out in a few minutes, just please let me be for a few." I said in the calmest voice that I could muster. He banged his fist on the door gently, and I heard his footsteps retreating. Once I heard the steps creaking as he was going down them, I relaxed.

   Now I had to figure out just how to get this hair off, I grabbed it by the handfuls from my legs, and arms. After it was all off my body, I began searching for some shears under the cabinet sink area. I smiled, relieved when I found them.

  Plugging it up, I turned it on and began shearing off the remains of what once was my beautiful hair. I turned them off and stared at the girl in the mirror, she looked like me only without hair. I didn't look too bad, and after all it was just hair, I tried telling myself.

  I wrapped my towel around me and quickly cleaned up my mess, afterwards I opened the door. I dressed in jeans and a baggy sweatshirt, spraying my favorite fragrance on, and slipping into my shoes. I walked slowly down the hall, surprised when I saw Alex coming up the stairs.

   I held my breath, because the last time Alex had seen me last night, I still had hair. It was just crazy how fast it started falling out, I had woke up with a ton on my pillow, then in the shower it was as if it all just fell out at once.

  " Annie, I..." He trailed off when he saw me standing there, I couldn't read his expression, so I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He walked slowly to me, taking his hand and gently touching where my hair use to be. He put his lips to my head kissing me lightly, " Your still just as gorgeous as the day I met you."

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