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3-2-1 Now Fall in My Arms
Chapter Five
I quickly gathered myself and flushed the toilet.
I brushed my teeth.
I wiped my red mouth the best I could.
But, he knew.
Because it was him who opened the door.
It was him who saw me.
It was him who was dying.
Not me.
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I drove to Huntingdon Beach to get my hair done.
They said the hair salon on Baker St. was the best.
And recommended Gena.
Said she did everyones hair great and even dyed her own.
So, it was a pretty safe bet she was great.
I pulled up and saw a verrry nice black car.
It had niiiiiiice rims and a 6661 plate.
Who was this?
"Hello. Do you have an appointment?"This blonde girl said.
"Oh. Yes. Im Caitie. I called earlier." I said looking at the guy in the chair.
Black eyeliner.
Jet black hair.
Kinda mullet-ish.
Annnd reallllly tight black skinny jeans with and striped shirt.
He looked nice.
"Oh! Yeeees. Let me finish up on Zacky as soon as he stops moving and then I can get to you." She said emphasing stops moving.
"Sheesh woman.You act like your my woman or something." He said laughing.
"Oh really now?" She said walking around in front of him with her hands on her hips.
"They do this everytime he gets his hair cut or dyed." the man in the chair said.
He startled me.
"Oh. Really?" I asked laughing at them.
"Yeeea. They are a couple."He laughed.
"They really are. Im jealous." I said laughing.
"Why? Does a pretty woman like you not have anyone?"He asked.
I told him the story.
"Woah. That's bad. I mean. When I go on tour I always bring my girlfriend,leave her, or have phone sex just about every night." He laughed.
"Oh dear god. You not with leana again are you?" Gena yelled throwing her hands in the air.
"Uh. Leana?" I questioned.
He told me the story.
"Im sorry. But she sounds like a dirty whore. And. A man. Just my opinion though!"I said in defense just in case I said the wrong thing.
"Opinion? It's the goddamn truth."Zacky yelled.
Gena threw a hairspray bottle at him.
"Zacky. What have I said about that word in my shop?" She yelled washing my hair.
"sorry woman." he said rubbing his arm.
I laughed and glanced over at Jimmy.
He was staring at me.
Maybe he was interested?
But, I had Travis.
I brushed my teeth.
I wiped my red mouth the best I could.
But, he knew.
Because it was him who opened the door.
It was him who saw me.
It was him who was dying.
Not me.
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I drove to Huntingdon Beach to get my hair done.
They said the hair salon on Baker St. was the best.
And recommended Gena.
Said she did everyones hair great and even dyed her own.
So, it was a pretty safe bet she was great.
I pulled up and saw a verrry nice black car.
It had niiiiiiice rims and a 6661 plate.
Who was this?
"Hello. Do you have an appointment?"This blonde girl said.
"Oh. Yes. Im Caitie. I called earlier." I said looking at the guy in the chair.
Black eyeliner.
Jet black hair.
Kinda mullet-ish.
Annnd reallllly tight black skinny jeans with and striped shirt.
He looked nice.
"Oh! Yeeees. Let me finish up on Zacky as soon as he stops moving and then I can get to you." She said emphasing stops moving.
"Sheesh woman.You act like your my woman or something." He said laughing.
"Oh really now?" She said walking around in front of him with her hands on her hips.
"They do this everytime he gets his hair cut or dyed." the man in the chair said.
He startled me.
"Oh. Really?" I asked laughing at them.
"Yeeea. They are a couple."He laughed.
"They really are. Im jealous." I said laughing.
"Why? Does a pretty woman like you not have anyone?"He asked.
I told him the story.
"Woah. That's bad. I mean. When I go on tour I always bring my girlfriend,leave her, or have phone sex just about every night." He laughed.
"Oh dear god. You not with leana again are you?" Gena yelled throwing her hands in the air.
"Uh. Leana?" I questioned.
He told me the story.
"Im sorry. But she sounds like a dirty whore. And. A man. Just my opinion though!"I said in defense just in case I said the wrong thing.
"Opinion? It's the goddamn truth."Zacky yelled.
Gena threw a hairspray bottle at him.
"Zacky. What have I said about that word in my shop?" She yelled washing my hair.
"sorry woman." he said rubbing his arm.
I laughed and glanced over at Jimmy.
He was staring at me.
Maybe he was interested?
But, I had Travis.
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