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A/N: Thank you all for reviewing! Sorry this took so long getting up, problem with my brain. ^_^
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Your life has been so hard
It's been dried up angels that can't keep guard
I'm trying to reach your hand
But I'm on fire
I never planned to fade... away
Stay with me
Stop pretending when they say that you're nothing
Are you sad?
Are you holding yourself?
Are you locked in your room?
You shouldn't be...
-Our Lady Peace Are You Sad lyrics
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Steam erupted from the shower fogging up the mirror and making the air humid and difficult to breath. Kimla locked the door then leaned on the sink, her hands gripping the edges. She watched her reflection disappear and pulled away from the sink stripping off her clothes.
Dozens of scars marred her arms and legs, she sighed turning the water down to a cooler temperature and stepped in feeling the tension wash away. Relaxation soothes her muscles, leaning her shoulder against the tiled wall she let out an exhausted sigh and bowed her head letting the water run over her. Events from the night before race through her mind; she lifted her head feeling the spray of water against her face then stood up straight picking up the shampoo bottle.
'Did he know…?' She thought to herself washing her hair with the strawberry scented shampoo, 'did he know I was gonna… kill myself?' She swallowed thickly and rinsed her hair out and turned off the shower.
Logan, she had figured out, was not the type of guy to speak his feelings. Unless it was anger he liked to keep his emotions bottled up, like her self. But ever since she arrived at the institute she began to feel herself break, unable to hold in her emotions anymore.
She pulled on a pair of clean jeans and a clean black shirt then unlocked the bathroom door and walked out into the hallway in a cloud of steam.
She walked into her room dropping her dirty clothes on the floor, 'I need a new look.' She thought looking into the mirror on her dresser.
After an hour of searching, she found a pair of scissors and disappeared back into the bathroom.
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Logan had been walking by the bathroom when he heard a chocked curse and then the smell of blood. He paused in front of the door and was about to knock when the door suddenly swung open revealing Kimla, clutching her finger in a piece of toilet paper.
The two both gasped, Kimla in surprise and Logan in shock due to the fact that Kimla had cut her long hair. (Picture Wanda's hair except it's all one length.)
"This wasn't on purpose!" She sputtered out holding up her injured finger.
"What did you do…?" Logan gaped suddenly at a loss for words.
"I was cutting my hair and accidentally nicked my finger." Kimla explained carefully pulling the toilet paper away from the injury to inspect it.
"No, no, not your finger… your hair." He pointed.
Kimla ran her uninjured hand through her now short hair and smiled sheepishly, "I decided I needed a new look."
"You got it." He grunted the shock fading from his face.
"Thanks, I guess…" She shrugged, "Me and Kitty are going shopping later, wanna come?"
"No." Logan answered quickly and walked away.
Kymla stared after his retreating back then smiled and walked in the opposite direction.
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The mall was crowded and noisy but that didn't seem to stop Kitty from pulling Kimla through all of the stores they came across.
"This would look, like, great on you!" Kitty squealed holding up a pink tank top.
Kimla frowned taking a step back away from the offending item, "No offense Kitty, but uh pink isn' my color."
Kitty glanced down at the shirt and shrugged putting it back on the shelf, "How about this?" She pulled out a black long sleeve shirt with a red strip on each sleeve.
Kimla looked it over, "Not bad, sure." She smiled looking back up at Kitty when something in the mirror behind Kitty caught her eye.
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