BURN "28 Flames" Book One

Thursday(2)

Day 6 had finally arrived I anticipated it with the grooling days slowly going by. He hadn't come by since that night and I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss him. I would think about him constantly reminding me of the night that I can't remember and what took place. It was a nightmare to dream about him almost every night and to wake up in night sweats and a hot body. I felt like he was torturing me without being around he knew I had grown acustom to him invading my home and as frustrating as it was for him to get me bothered and then leave I missed it with every beat of me. I would leave home hoping to return with him in my bedroom commanding that I get naked and with my back towards him he would caress my body. Ugh I so missed him that I felt myself going crazy. It was a necessary temptation that I welcomed with open arms being raw and bare at his beckoning was something I craved for. I was like a dog without it's master waiting for him to show me love no matter how twisted just be his submissive slave and the not knowing who he was or what he looked like made it more intense more enjoyable.

I jogged down to the hair salon with much apprehension to let someone else touch my hair. I wasn't the best at styling my own hair but I also didn't like people touching it. I sighed as I opened the door and everyone inside eyes seemed to fall upon the stranger that just walked in. I pulled my hat down over my head and walked to the counter and signed in. I grabbed a Vibe magazine and flipped through he pages until my name was called.

The crap these celeberties go through made my life seem so perfect. I chuckled at the stories they put in about these people. I couldn't be this type of open book person letting my most private moments be revealed to the world in a so overrated word of FAME. That was the death of the best of em. I just couldn't expose myself to such a peculiar life with people who could careless about my ass writing factitious headlines and degrading graphics.

"Abigail." Finally my name had been called. I hurried and got up to the chair. "Hello I'm Claire. What would you like done today?" I really had no clue. "Um how about you surprise me and we'll go from there." I let those ugly words slip out of my mouth. Hopefully Claire knew what she ws doing and wouldn't have me looking like an even bigger idiot. She washed and conditioned my hair and sat me under the dryer for what seemed like an hour. I had to make sure I kept up with the time.

Claire gave me a platinum bob with a nice feather she even offered to arch my brows and do my make up. If I was going to get all dolled up with a hair do might as well get the all around doll look. I loved the way she did everyting from the nude make up to the hint of smokey eye. I smiled at the transformation that reflected back at me in the mirror. I tipped her and went to the lady's footwear store just a few doors down. There were some tauffy colored knee high boots that would match my dress. I looked around the store and took advantage of the sale they had going on and bought more shoes. By the time I was done with that it was time for me to head home to get ready for my date.

When I opened the door I sensed someone was there and slowly walked into the room sitting the bags down at the door. I walked into my room and no one was there. But then the knob on the bathroom door started to turn. i grabbed my bat that was sitting next to the dresser.

"Abby is that you honey." it was my mother. I slowly put the bat down and I do mean slowly. I wanted to hit her just for scaring me and also using my spare key. "Hi mom. What are you doing here" I asked forgetting that she was supposed to be arriving. "Oh my God Abby. What did you do to your hair?" I embarrassely touched my hair. "I'm going somewhere special tonight and I wanted to look nice mom. Is that ok?" she smiled gracefully. "Baby you look beautiful." she said kissing me on the forehead. I smiled bashfully. "Thank you mom. Where's dad?" she rolled her eyes at just my mentioning of him. "I don't know and I really don't care. I'm here to spend some time with you so lets not worry about the whereabouts of your father." I knew with that tone and statement they weren't getting along right now. I wasn't going to pry just yet I had other things on my mind her and my dad's problems would just have to wait until another time. I kissed her and headed to the shower to get freshened up. "Oh Abby you have something over there on the counter." I backed tracked to the living room. "Where?" she pointed to the kitchen as she sipped from her glass of wine.