Dark Chocolate: A BWWM Story

Chapter 13: Girls Night

~Amirah's POV~
My eyes opened, the sun beaming into my eyes through the white curtains. I stretched as my body, as I looked to the side to see Giovanni still sleeping.

I turned to him and looked at his sleeping form. His beautiful jaw line, with his tan olive skin, and it light brown hair.

A small smile creeped onto my face. I got up and walked to the bathroom as I brushed my teeth and washed my face.

When I walked out I moisture my face, and took my bonnet off. My hair was messy. I need to wash this shit immediately.

Walking back into the room, I grabbed my bag and a fresh towel from the closet. I wet my hair as my once swift flat ironed hair quickly turned curly and thick.

"Fucking shrinkage." I whispered through my teeth.

I took out my hair care supplies, which was aussi, aunt Jackie's, and carol's daughter.

I took out  my carol's daughter's deep conditioner and applied it to my wet scalp, suds from the product were produced as I wash my scalp. It felt good and relaxing, I really did need this.

After my situation with my dad, I haven't been feeling my best. I've been regretful and I feel deterred for what I did.

Was it the right thing to do?

Did I do something wrong?

No, you stood up for yourself and let him know how you felt.

I was so distracted, that I was taken out of my thought when the suds of my deep conditioner fell onto the top my foot.

"Shit." I said in a whisper to myself as I undressed myself.

When I looked at myself I notice that my thought have gotten a little bit bigger. My hips were wider and my chest was larger.

What happened to me?

Maybe it's all the stress and my not taking care of myself.

I got in the shower and washed the deep conditioning out my hair, while applying my aussi shampoo to my scalp and hair. It felt even better as my hair was soapy and very curly.

After washing it for a few minutes with the shampoo, adding large pumps to my thick hair, I finally rinsed it out and added my conditioner.

I sectioned my hair and add conditioner and combed it out. With each section I braided it.

Washing my soapy body, I started to take a wash cloth and wash my body.

The smell of my coconut and shea butter body wash filled the bathroom, as I then rinsed my hair in cold water. Letting the conditioner vanish down the drain, I turned off the shower water and stepped out.

My towel was now in my hand, as I started to dry my body and hair off. The feeling of relaxation and cleansing felt great. I just need this and I feel everything that I had problems with has all left me.

The feeling of accomplishment is the main things I felt, as funny as it sounds I hate to wash my hair. Because it feels like and all day process, that's just very draining for me. I walked up to the mirror and looked at me hair.

My hair was in a mix of thick curls and coils, my hair was a 4c 4b mix. As my west hair dripped, I pat it with my towel; letting the water droplets drip from my coiled ends.

I opened the cabinets look for a blow dryer, "where is it?" I whispered to myself as I looked through the multiple cabinets, drawers, and closet behind me.

As I got to the 5th shelf, I noticed the cord of and handle of the blow dryer hanging down. "There is is." I mumbled to myself with relief.

However, there was only one problem...it was on the 5th shelf, which was at least a foot above me.