The Cost of Freedom Is High

The New Me, At Least Physically {Part 2}

"Time to wake up, sleeping beauty." Nick Rossi whispered, waking me up.

"I can't feel my ass, or the lower back side of my thighs." I muttered, still in a bit of pain.

He chuckled, and came over to the bed.

"I think that was the point of it all." He groaned, throwing me up and over his shoulder.

"Where are we going?" I asked him, still a bit groggy.

"To the bathroom, to dye your hair." He responded.

"I like my hair though." I whined.

"We can't have people recognizing you." He told me.

"Whatever." I grumbled.

He boosted me up a little bit with an arm underneath my butt, and I ended up wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

"Here we go." He grunted, setting me back down on my feet in the bathroom.

"Holy crap." I scoffed, amazed at the amount of hair dye there was up on the counter.

Box, after box, after box.

"Okay so first of all is getting fully rid of your brown hair. It's way too revealing. Choose, either we can go fully black, and add in color, or we can do half black, half something else." Nick told me.

"I really have to change it?" I asked him, grabbing the end of it and beginning to feel a sense of sadness knowing I won't even be able to have my own hair color.

I was still counting on Chance to get me at Warped tour. I'd take that over my hair any day.

"Yes, now come and sit in here." He instructed, patting the inside of the tub.

I sat myself down in the tub, and watched Nick expertly arrange and set up the dyes.

"I don't really have a preference. Just don't make it like Ashley's." I told him.

He chuckled "Why not?"

"Don't take offense to this, but right now I'm not exactly NYD's number 1 fan." I explained.

"I have to commend you on keeping your sense of humor." He told me.

"Thanks?"

"Take your shirt off, so it won't stain, pants too." Nick directed me.

Doing that, I threw the shirt and pants over the tub.

"What?" I asked, noticing he was watching my butt carefully.

"Chris really did a number on you." He exclaimed.

"Yeah, you could say that." I replied.

"Tyler wouldn't have been as hard on you." He stated.

"Burgess?" I questioned him.

"Yeah, he was our tour bassist for us before we got Chris. Before that he was working in his other band American Monster. From my understanding he's still a bit involved with those guys as well." Nick informed me.

I thought that over for a few seconds as Nick started up the long process. I didn't want to see it until it was done, no need to be freaked out for longer.

"What do you think about Tyler?" I wondered.

"Be more specific." Nick stated, putting the black gloves on.

"I don't know, I mean anything I guess." I replied.

"Tyler's a good guy, not that the others aren't but he's got much less of a temper than the others. You should know though, from what I've heard you tend to get close to him." He said.

"It's a lot easier to deal with him opposed to Cameron, Ghost, or the others." I explained.

"I'm sure Michael would love you to soften up to him." He laughed.

"Yeah, he and DJ had enough softening up with me." I replied with a hint of anger in my voice.

"Future advice, talking about people you aren't fond of. The band that I was talking about before, Tyler's, American Monster. Their lead guitarist Brody DeRozie. He's worse than anyone you've encountered yet, I don't think he'd show up any time soon, but the invitation was practically open to everyone, so if I was you I'd stay on your toes." He explained.

"Will do, thanks for the advice." I thanked him.

"No problem, now shut up and stand still so that I can do this." He barked.

With that I sat still and silent, allowing Nick to completely change my hair.

This would be interesting.

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Half a Day Later -

"Done!" Nick exclaimed, helping me dry my hair off.

"Let me see." I stated.

"Nope, you've got to go up to Nikki, work on contacts and then he'll let you see it."

"Okay, should I just go up?" I wondered.

"Yeah, he'll be in the same room you woke up." Nick told me.

"Thanks, see you tomorrow morning." I called, making my way up the stairs.

"Holy shit!" Nikki basically squeaked out as he first saw me.

"Please let me see." I begged.

Nodding, he pulled me over and stood me in front of the mirror. My jaw hit the ground.

My beautiful light brown hair had been dyed black, but in the middle the black ombre down into a bright and vibrant pink. ()
I don't even think Chance would recognize me if he saw me from behind. Mission accomplished on the guys' part.

"Like it?" He asked.

"It's a shock." I answered, not really sure.

"I think it looks beautiful, now let us get into the business of contacts. I won't make you put them in today but we need something other than blue." He informed me.

"I don't like brown, so maybe a hazel or green." I suggested.

"Ah-ha." He muttered.

Nikki went over to one of the upper cupboards and frantically searched through it when he finally pulled out a simple pack of contacts. The color was a light, yet bright green that surprisingly complimented my new hair style.

"I guess that'll work if that's what you want." I told him.

"Sounds good, and to finish up your punishment from earlier, you're bunking with me tonight and right now. Early bedtime always works." He explained.

"Okay."

I went into the actual bedroom part of this huge room, slipped into my pajamas, got into bed, and as I lied there I just continuously ran my fingers gently through my hair, it was quite the experience.

"It's for you!" Nikki yelled, throwing me his phone.

I realized it was already on.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Bella!" Balz exclaimed.

Letting out a huge sigh of relief, it was great to know that it was only him.

"Hey, what's going on?" I wondered.

"Nothing much, just changing some designs and rooms here, but you don't need to know that until the day of Christmas. It's a huge house, it will take a while to get used to things when you get back home." Balz exclaimed for me.

"Do you want to talk to Nikki?" I asked.

"Sure, just know that we love you and can't wait for you to get back." Balz let me know.

"I will, love you too." I responded, then threw the phone back to Nikki.

It was just one more lie.