I woke up today. That's a story in itself. Dust drifted around the room that I had forgotten to clean again. As I swung my legs to the side of the bed, I rubbed my eyes.
What the hell was my life now? It's not like it was any better back then, but at least it wasn't this.
"Ryn!" My dad's voice, booming, and deep. Something I couldn't stand on my best days. I slowly walked out, he hadn't been home in weeks.
"Did you get food?" I asked him. He had cut his hair again. His semi-curly locks were now short. It's white hue could blind anyone. And it pissed me off.
"Ah, I forgot." He leaned on the counter and opened a Pepsi.
Of course he forgot. I sighed and sat at the table, holding my face. He set something in front of me. I peeked through my fingers , seeing black dye.
Time to dye your hair again.
Because that's what matters.
I stood up and shoved him. "You get that shit, but you can't get fucking food?"
He rolled his eyes and regained his balance. "You're a reaper Ryn. You don't need it. Now dye your damn hair." He roughly ran his fingers through my hair and walked outside, to smoke I would guess.
I looked at my phone in the group sms. Tyson and Ivy were of course blowing it up. Great.
I sent a "bird" and tossed my phone onto the table.
Minutes later I got a call.
Ivy.
I couldn't help but smile a little.
I mean, she's cute and fiery. And not about a week ago im definitely sure she was jamming out to Nirvana.
Wifey material.
I picked up, only to hear chatting. There goes that smile.
"Hello?" I waited
It took about a minute to get a "Oh, sorry. Bye"
Awesome.
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