Stood in that ensuite in front of the mirror and cut her long brown hair off at the shoulders and then stood and hacked more of it off till it was short, picked it all up and put it in that box along with the card, on the back she wrote “Yes, perfectly fitting for my new status, as fucking nothing.” and closed that box.
Wrote on the top of it ‘give to Bronnie Vale’ and sat it next to the bed to be dealt with later. She crawled into that bed and let sleep claim her. She’d been awake for nearly 24 hours and was emotionally exhausted.
She woke up well into the morning, nearly lunchtime in fact, to find Lindal in the kitchen. The girl stared right at her for a long shocked moment, and then sighed a little as she came around the island bench when Ori sat herself on a stool.
“Ruined your hair, I see.”
She shrugged, didn’t really care for how it looked, all half hacked at, some bits still long and other places really short, “Yep, made it look more like mens hair, maybe I can get approval now, that I look like a boy.” She muttered.
“It’s utterly hideous, you know.” Lindal snorted and then laughed as she touched it, “What’d you use?”
“The scissors from your kitchen draw.” She shrugged.
“There for cutting chickens up, you know.”
“It worked.”
Lindal shook her head and smiled at her. “You’re a real mess huh, do you think I can at least try and fix it a bit?”
“Knock yourself out, only get shorter if you cut more off it,” she honestly didn’t really care at all. “Make me coffee first.”
Lindal chuckled “Alright.”
She sat there with a coffee in her hand while Lindal wrapped a towel around her, pinned it in place and then ran a brush through it and then a comb, as she really took in the damage, she was now on a mission to fix it. “You really hacked it pretty good in places, you know that right.”
“It’s just hair Lindal, it’ll grow back at some point, or… I’ll just shave it all off. What does it really matter in the grand scheme of things?”
“Well.” Lindal smiled right at her, making her look at her “I got this, though I might have to take Beckham’s clippers to that one side of your head.”
“Go nuts, Lindal. Make me a new look, something no one will recognise me with.” And she did want that, a new look, so that when she walked about the pack no one would recognise her right away, and she wouldn’t have to see the pitying looks on their faces, for her demotion within the pack.
She just sat there and let Lindal do whatever she wanted with her hair. The girl chatted non-stop about the new car she was tricking out for one of the war generals’ granddaughters, a surprise for her next birthday in six months. She was getting a tricked out 1977 MG with thermochromic paint. And rainbow mag wheels to match.
Lindal put a mirror in front of her when she’d finished and removed that towel, and Ori found herself with a pixie cut, where one side of her head was shaved, and so was half of the back, the rest of the back was a bit choppy, and there was a long part on the other side, but it actually worked she thought, wasn’t actually half bad at all.
“You got some skill, I see.”
Lindal hugged her from behind. “Everything’s going to be okay.” She smiled at Ori in the mirror, “You still look like a girl, are too pretty to ever look like a boy.” She winked at Ori.
She shook her head and shoved the girl away. “Hey you keep that talk up, and I’ll have to tell Beckham you’re hitting on me.”
Lindal burst out laughing, “Do it, the man will just toss my ass into our bed and mate me good and proper to make sure I know he’s all man and need no other.”
“He still all handsy?”
“Goddess, yes. He’s insane some days. You want the kicker, that no one knows.”
She looked at Lindal, “How mad will he get if you tell me, I don’t need to be running from an Elite. Got enough shit going on.”
“Well, if you don’t say anything, no trouble, so just keep it to yourself.” Lindal laughed. “I was his first.”
“What? No way.”
“Yes, way. That man was waiting for his Goddess Gifted. He’d done other things with girls, just not actual sex.”
“Wow, I would never have picked it.” She shook her head.
“Me either, now he likes sex so much so, I can barely contain the man.” She laughed.
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