chapter 14

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Mui pov

I just froze..

No.. no.. No.. NO.. NO NO NO..!

I felt it chop.. I didn't just hear it..

He..

My hair..

I just looked on the ground and saw it silently fall.. scattering in one place..

I just felt the back of my head.. it was.. short.. not too short.. but.. I don't.. no..

"There." He spoke..

I felt like crying.. tears started forming but I had to push them back.. if gyokko knew he'd make it worse.. I know he would..

"You finally look like a boy mui~ so that's one step up." He told me, rubbing my shoulders, I just stopped..

I.. I couldn't believe it..

All of that.. all of my life.. My hair was long..

My mother.. she.. she would braid it.. she loved it so.. so.. so much..

I remember.. she told me if I ever cut it.. she'd be so upset.. I only kept it because of her..

"Well. You can leave to see your brother, I know you wanted to~" he tells me, scrunching up my now short hair, and slightly ruffling it..

I just nodded..

I was done..

The tears were almost coming out..

He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close and leading me to the door.. he seemed.. proud..

Proud..

Proud...

He was proud he cut my hair..

I just.. I couldn't take it..

He led me out the door.. "Bye mui~" he said, winking.. I nodded and left..

I started crying..

Not heavy.. but not light..

It's gone.. it's not going to grow back.. not for a long.. long time..

I ran home as fast as I could.. then ran straight onto the couch and cried..

Mother..

I.. I'm so.. I'm so sorry.. I know you loved my hair.. I couldn't control it..

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Ahh mui- your hairs so pretty! I wish your brother let me do his hair too.. promise me one thing mui,

Hm..?

Please, never cut your hair. Atleast- not short.. it's so beautiful, I don't want you to regret it.

But.. what about when I'm older? When I have a job? When I'm not with mama and Dada?

Mui, at that age it's your decision. But please, don't cut it until your 15 or so, I don't want you to regret it, plus it would make mama sad

Oh, okay! I promise!

Thank you mui

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I couldn't control it..

Tears ran down my cheeks.. I missed her so much.. I missed when she'd braid my hair.. when dad was here and he taught me how to make coffee..

And yui..

Oh.. oh my goodness..

I.. I miss everything.. we did everything together..

I felt tears run down my cheeks so hard, I couldn't think..

"What do I even look like.." I thought, wiping my everlasting tears off my face, my breathing was all over the place..

I sloppily dragged myself into the bathroom and looked at myself..

I stared at myself..

I looked for a good few minutes..

Then I burst out.. I couldn't take it..

I grabbed a pair of scissors and progressively chopped it..

My brain.. my breathing.. my hair- it was all over the place.. I just couldn't think..

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