Not Like The Others

Chapter Twenty Six- Badass

Another book selection because he's amazing- Martin Booth's: Industry Of Souls
Absolutely amazing. Wish I could write even half as decent as him. The way he enables you as a reader to experience what he is portraying is truly magnificent and his descriptions of nature are mind blowing.
A definite yes from me. An oldie but a goodie :)
( I sincerely hope that you have all heard of that quote, or else I shall be bitterly disappointed)

Mel POV

Today was the June 5th. I had been mercilessly going ahead with my plan and I was satisfied with the end result. VWe would arrive fashionably late and I was fully confident we could get ourselves in without any unnecessary violence.

Today I had let us sleep in and relax all morning before ordering a ridiculous amount of food to fuel us for the day. There was two trolleys filled with the best dishes I could think of. The girls' eyes were massive as I gestured the trolleys in. "Eat up girls, we have a big day ahead of us."

They had been constantly eating since we had escaped and I could see some meat on their bones now. Still too skinny, but much, much better.

The stitches in my back had been removed yesterday and I was relishing the movement it gave back to me. They weren't fully healed, but I was almost there, with a little help from shifting. I had the biggest urge to shift yesterday and so I shut myself in the bedroom and released the Panther within. Afterwards, I realised that my back was feeling heaps better and was shocked to see a weeks healing added to it. I had shifted three more times since, but I wore myself out. It would have to do for now.

After our massive pig out I felt like some down time before we steamed ahead with our plan, so I announced that the big bathroom was off limits and that I was taking a bubble bath.

Sinking into the bubbles I closed my eyes, trying to cast my mind out into nothingness. I needed Zanshin for tonight. I knew I would need it and wanted to rekindle the connection. As I felt the warm water glide over my limbs whilst I shifted, I was reminded that I was actually in a bath in an extremely expensive hotel and not a blank space where anything was possible.

I sighed, the water had cooled quite a bit. I must have lost track of time, I mused to myself happy that my mind had reconnected with my body. I felt whole again. Ready to take on the world.

Putting on my bra and undies I padded out to the main lounge where Beth had already started on the girls hair. Lissa's hair had been washed and blow dried to perfection and Rachel's was in the process of being straightened. "I see you've already started without me." I teased, walking over to the massive mirror on the wall.

"Let's get sexy."

The next two hours were a blur of hairspray, makeup and laughter.
It was the most fun I had had in such long time and I it was the first time I had ever felt truly safe since my kidnapping.

Beth was in charge of hair and I demanded the role of makeup. It was something I had always loved doing and I wasn't about to let the opportunity go to waste. Before we had left the shops, I swiped a whole bag of makeup. Seeing all the labels of Mac, Bobbi Brown, Benefit and Urban Decay made me so happy.

I took a critical look at each of the girls faces and pulled out a pair of tweezers. "Time to pluck those eyebrows." I smirked.

After several choruses of yelps and 'ow's, they all had eyebrows that every teenager girl dreamed of. I expertly applied primer and foundation to all the girls, touching up their cheeks with blush to make them look a bit healthier. I left Beth with mascara, but gave Rachel some eyeshadow to make the hazel in her eyes pop. I knew Lissa was young, but I needed to make her look older and it was a masquerade ball after all, so I gave her dark, silvery lids which gave her eyes even more mystery and appreciation.