Vicious Hate: WESTBROOK BLUES BOOK 2 by Mpofu Thandiwe & Thandie

Author:Mpofu, Thandiwe & Thandie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Upon returning home after my long conversation with Christina, I spend a long time with my mind racing with thoughts and scenarios.

I finally look at myself in the mirror, and shit, Noah was being… uh… kind.

I look like a hot mess.

I take a selfie and send it to Kim who texts that she will come over immediately to fix my mess of hair.

Less than twenty minutes later, Kim is in my room, shaking her head at me. "You look like a homeless person gave you a haircut."

"Not all homeless people are stupid or redundant."

“Yeah, but there’s something about being homeless that changes your life. It hardens a person.” The truth Kim just revealed is too heavy for the hair trimming and styling taking place in my room.

I know better than to ask if she has ever experienced being homeless.

It’s obvious from the way her voice hardened and the way a shiver violently moved through her, extending to me.

I keep quiet because we were both suffering this weekend.

We both have our own demons and thinking or talking about the boys right now just isn't possible because we would both get worried.

We already have too much on our minds to factor in the danger they might have been meddling in.

So, we stay quiet for a bit while she styles my hair, trimming it until it looks like a stunning, sexy bob.

She curls the tresses at my temples, making it look like it has volume and character. Then, she pulls more things out of her bag.

“You came with hair dye?” I ask her incredulously.

“Girl, your hair looks so flat it’s literally begging for life and color. And maybe some highlights to bring out those eyes,” she muses with a thoughtful gaze like she is deliberating over a life-or-death sentence. For my damn hair.

“Besides, it’s fall now, and I think it’s your season to glow.” She shrugs, watching me through the mirror.

My season, huh? Does that include the dread I feel in and around me?

While Kim dyes my hair, she tells me all about her dream to major in fashion, styling, and creativity. She wants to go to Paris one day to be inspired and live the dream.

At least that makes one of us. Kim has dreams of France, and that makes me happy and sad at the same time. What are my dreams? What are my goals? What do I want to do with this messed-up life?

“Don’t overthink it. It will come to you. Just allow yourself to feel it,” Kim says with a knowing glint in her eyes, staring at me through the mirror.

“I think I’m not so in touch with my feelings anymore.” I look down at my fingers, breaking my gaze with her.

“Or you just don’t want to feel. Which is fine for now. But sooner or later, you’ll have to face yourself.” She presses down on my shoulders.

Several minutes later, Kim singsongs, “Okay, I’m done!”

“Kim... Wow,” I gasp as I turn and look at myself in the mirror.

“You look like a fucking wet dream.

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