Unbroken

Chapter 20

Getting home I get in my room and instantly throw off my gross clothing. I put on these black shorts and a white tank top. Jeez it's a hot August. I sit on my bed and dig around for my journal. 

8/9/12

5'7'

127.5 lbs

Lost half a pound tonight working as stage crew. Cool. I close the book and Andy walks in. 

"Hellloo Catarina," he said. 

I quickly chuck my book across the room and smile at him innocently. 

"Is that your journal I see?" he asks. 

I stuck my tongue out at him playfully and he strolls over to pick up the journal. 

"What are you doing there sir?" I ask in a british accent. 

He picks it up with a straight face and walks over to my night stand. 

"Andy?" I said. 

He digs around in the drawer and doesn't find what he's looking for so he quickly runs out the room. 

"Where the FUCK ARE YOU GOING?" I said chasing after him. 

HE'S TOO FAST. 

I give up and go back to my room and eventually he returns.

With.. scissors? Oh shit. 

"Andy don't do it," i intimidated. 

He holds up the journal and the scissors and I jump out of bed and tackle him trying to grab the scissors. I fall on top of him and we're laughing until I notice there's hair on the floor next to his waist. Wait a second. Oh no.  

I sit up off of Andy and throw my hands on his eyes. 

"Jesus Catarina you could've hurt yourself with the damn scissors," he said. 

Andy tries to remove my hands but i protest, "NO DON'T LOOK YET." 

He sits up with my hands still on his face and I check his hair. HALF of one side...is GONE. 

GONE. GONE. GONE. GOOOOONNNNEEEE. 

He laughs and said, "woman, WHAT are you doing to me?" 

I remove my hands and place my face in them. 

"Urre huree," I mumble. 

"WHAT?" He asked confused. 

I paused, "Your..hurrr."

"Say that again," he said. 

"YOUR HAIR. Whahahaha," I bust out laughing and fall to the ground clutching my stomach. Oh god I just cut THE Andy Biersacks hair off. I am officially going to be the most hated woman in the world. 

He look at his hair pulling it forward to see it better. One side is beautiful and long like it's always been, then the other is...uhmm..not. Hair is all over the carpet and his clothes. 

"I feel awful. I am SOOO sorry Andy," i said trying not to laugh my ass off. 

He looked at me with zero expression. Then stood up. 

"Oh god you're mad aren't you?" I asked. 

He doesn't say anything just grabs my book and runs out of the room. 

Ah shooot. 

I run after him and he says, "LOL mine," and turns into the master bathroom. Did he just say LOL? whahaha.