A Home for Jane

Chapter 3- Consequences

Adam yanked on my upper body, trying to dislodge my foot from the tree.
He pulled again, causing us to hit the floor of his room.

"Hard flooring? Really?" I joked, rubbing my back. Adam laughs lightly next to me, his eyes still glued to my head of green hair.

We walk over to his bed and he gestures for me to sit down. I do, rubbing my hands on my shorts, ridding them of sweat.

"Explain." He says, sitting in the rolling chair across from me.

"Well, as you have already noticed, my hair is green." He nods, looking up at my hair.

"Cortlyn put hair dye in my shampoo." He shook his head, the outline of a smile on his face.

He looks amused when he asks his next question.

"What did you do about it?" He stares at me. Knowing I would never let her go without a scratch.
"Well..."
His eyes widen. Rubbing his temples.

"Jane...What did you do?" Twirling my thumbs on my lap, I avoid his gaze. He's glaring at me, expecting an answer.

"I might've punched her...in the face, probably giving her a bloody nose."

He visibly flinched at my words, his eyes dropping to the ground.

"Jane that wasn't very smart." I stood up then, not wanting him to correct my mistake.

"You don't think I know that. There are a number of things I've done already to tick Ana off. This is worse of them all. I'm so dead." Now he's pacing.

"Then why did you do it?" Walking towards the window, I leaned up against it, needing the fresh air it's providing.

"I couldn't stop myself. In my head I was thinking about punching her, then before I knew what I was doing, she was on the floor. It was the last straw and I just blew up. I'm not taking it anymore."

He sat down on the bed, where I had just been.

"Please don't put yourself at risk like that. There's no telling what they would do to you." He's saying things I already know. I nod nonetheless, understanding his point.

"I'm going to go." I said, hooking my thumb over my shoulder. He nodded, not arguing with my decision to leave. I'm no longer in the talking mood.

"I'll help you down."

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It's been two days since the hair incident. When I returned home from Adams, I was immediately grounded.

Cortlyn is doing fine, I only gave her a bloody nose. Part of me felt really bad for her, but another part of me wishes I would've broken her nose.

Ana came up to talk to me yesterday, she said if I ever act out like that again, I wouldn't want to know what she'd do.

I wonder if she qualifies Adam and I dating as 'acting out'. I hope not.

Speaking of Adam, he's been sneaking in every night to watch movies with me in my room. He has to climb down the side of my house to come and go, he's managing.

The green is kind of growing on me, to be honest. I like it. Adam agrees, he says he likes it too.

Today being Friday, the brats have school. I, being homeschooled, would usually go to the park to do school. It's my special spot. But I'm still grounded, and I wouldn't dare ask Ana if I could go. She would just laugh at my hair and say no.

Adam told me not to be reckless, but I'm in desperate need of fresh air. Sitting in my room isn't doing it for me. Locking my bedroom door, I head over to my window and open it. It's a long way down, but I've done this before so, I'm hoping I won't fall. Luckily, I made it safely to the ground without needing medical attention. I'm not taking my bike, taking it would make my absence obvious.