We Made Wrong Choices

Chapter 11

I walked back home, but I couldn't cry because I feel like I lost all of my tears.....if that is even possible.

I put my hair up into a bun because nobody wants to see the hair that I have.

I walk in the rain, looking down at my wet shoes, soaked with water. My life is officially done. I can't think properly. I have........well im still not sure......a boyfriend. My parents said that I should be ready for whatever is coming my way.

I  never believed them.

I just can't take all of the drama. I am only one person. Not 10. Not a 100. I can't take it. I stand in front of my house staring at it. My mom and dads car isn't here which means that they are at another business trip. Sometimes I hate them because I feel like I don't even exist. For the last couple of years I never spend my Christmas' with my family because ever since my dad got offered a job, which was apparently 'really important' I only got to spend at least 1 and a half hour with my mom and dad. 30 minutes I  the morning before school and 1 hour after school before they leave. Leaving me babysitting my brother and sister.

As I walk up to the porch I take my keys out of my backpack which was filled with water. I open the door but stay outside to take my shoes off. I take one of them off and turn it upside down before hearing the 'splash' on the floor of the porch.

I do the same with the other shoe, taking my socks off and throwing the stuff I  the dryer to dry off. I go to the kitchen looking at the little piece of paper on the counter far away from me. I approach the paper and grab it ripping it into little pieces and throwing it into the trash. I open the door of the fridge looking in side getting out some orange juice. I go to the island taking a plastic cup and pouring the juice in.

I look to my right to see a box of Oreos....sitting there.....doing nothing....just calling my name....I reach over opening the box and taking 5 pieces out of the box putting it back where it was. I get up to go upstairs into the biggest bathroom. I close the door and take all of my clothes off, jumping into the shower, the warm water hitting my face. I lay back down just relax and rest. I almost fall asleep but realize that I was in a shower. I get up and wash my hair.

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As I stop at the huge parking lot of the mall, I see a teenage girl with her mom and dad laughing. I sigh and take out the keys, turning off the car.  I can't help staring right at the family.

I get out of the car, locking it heading off to the entrance.

I head to the map of the mall because I never spent any time into the mall, except some times when me and my mom went to buy some clothes for special stuff, like weddings etc...

I look around the map, when my eyes land on the big bold letters that spell out

'Sammies Hair Salon'

I used to go to that hair salon when I was young to get my haircut.  I head off to the direction that the map said.

I walk past couples, families, and just people alone, just like me.

I stop at the scent of hair spray and turn to see mirrors and those chairs for getting your hair cut. Those, when you sit in them and the lady/man pumps them up so they can cut your hair. I loved when they did that. I used to say "Im the queen of the world!" People inside would laugh at my choice of words.

I walk up to the lady at the counter with black hair with red tips, full of hair spray.

"Hi, how can I help you?" She says. I wince, because of her voice. Its so childish yet so funny.

"Um, yes..Im here for a hair cut.." I say tapping my fingers on the glass counter.

"Oh yes, just sign your name here, and I will try to find somebody free." She says pointing to a paper and a pencil on the counter.

I sign my name and stand there for 2 minutes, when a brunette comes up to me.

"Hi, im assuming you're..." she pauses, picking up the paper reading it and looking up at me smiling.

"Arie?" She asks. I nod my head.

"Great! Come with me, and we can get started!" She says, pointing her finger to an empty seat beside an old lady getting her hair cut.

I nod again, going over to the seat. She wraps this thing around my body which Im assuming its to protect the hair going on to you.

"Did you wash your hair before coming here?" She asks.

"Yes." I say bored.

"Great. Now we can begin! Now, what were you thinking?" She says as she takes my bun down to reveal my messed up hair. She gasps at the sight, covering her mouth with her hand.

I shrug it off like its nothing, before explaining what kind of hair cut I want.

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I walk out of the hair salon, proud as ever, because I never thought my haircut was going to turn out this good.

My hair is not long now. It goes down until it reaches my shoulders, right where Ella cut it.

I walk back to my car turning it on so it  heats up. I start driving until Jasmine comes across my mind for a second.

Well that's awkward.

I just keep driving until I reach my house, parking my car in the driveway. I head in the house taking my now-dry shoes and heading over to the living room taking my phone out. I call Jasmine's number but just after a few rings it goes straight to voicemail. I start getting worried but just turn on the TV surfing trough the channels. I stop on Spongebob, and laugh to myself as the memories come back.

~2 Hours Later~

*RING*

"Hello?" I answer.

"Um...Hello?" A voice answers.

"Is this Arianne Wills?" She speaks again.

"Yes." I say. My heart is beating fast.

"This is Lakefield Hospital." My heart and my breathing stops, as I think that this is happening. Anything but this.

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