Hello readers, today I bring you Silly Hair Saturday, as suggest by The Rose of Hedylogo's!
Now out of these three chapters, this one was the hardest, and I struggled to write it, and I struggled even more trying to upload. I did the best I could to make it interesting, so sorry if I let ya'll down. ;-; ;-;
Also! To my reviewers, I love you so much! SO MUCH! SOOO FRICKEN MUCH!
But I don't want to waste your time, so here you go... D:
It was a peaceful morning, the three of us stumbling through the brush, weapons in hands. Hopefully finding food, but lately its been hard. We aren't allowed outside of the cabin much ever since Rebecca claimed she saw a group of people in the woods. But no one will tell me who they are. Decisions used to be easy...What time to get up, what to wear, where to go. But now it's a bit different..its hard to tell friends...from foe. It's hard to survive. I miss the old days, but if this whole never happened, so many great people I have met, I wouldn't know existed.
"Woah! CLEMENTINE! LOOK OUT!" Lukes loud and alert voice snapped me out of my day dream instantly. I looked around, only to realise I had stumbled away from Luke and Nick. I spun around, tightening my grip on my hammer, only to realise, my movement was restricted by pain.
"Argh! Let go!" A needle like sting shot down the back of my neck and down my spine, the same feeling I had experienced before at the dairy farm.
Hearing the growls behind me and not being able to turn around completely was terrifying. From the corner of my eye, I could easily recognize the strange greyish coloured skin which was slowly peeling away. And the rotten teeth, the dead fish eyes and lets not forget the smell of reeking flesh.
The corpses boney fingers had wrapped through my thick curly hair and was slowly pulling the back of my head closer to its mouth. I tugged myself forwards, tears forming in my eyes due to the pain. It felt as if the skin on my neck and back was being ripped off, I swang my hammer all over the place trying to hit my component, but no avail.
"Lee, im so sorry! You told me to keep my hair short, and I didn't cut it. Im so sorry, I'm so - " My speech came to a halt as I was pulled to the ground by the decomposing body falling lifelessly. I landed right on top of it with a crunch, the back of my head felt like it was on fire, and i'm surprised the walker failed in ripping out my pigtails.
"Clementine, are you okay?" I opened up my tear filled eyes and looked at my saviour, Nick. Wait. Nick? "Yes, im fine." I whimpered, my heart was thumping in my ears. I sat up slowly, pulling the walkers arm with me. Nick chuckled at the sight in which he received a warning glare. Soon Luke jogged over to us, he rested his hands on his knees, obviously out of breath. "Are you okay Clementine?" He asked, "Yeah shes fine." Nick answered before I could, "Nick your name isn't Clementine, when are you going to learn that?" Luke said, rolling his eyes.
"Guys, can you please try and get this thing off me?" I asked, feeling the extra weight swing behind my head everytime I turned my direction. Luke and Nick looked at each other before they both started maneuvering the fingers out of my hair.
"Wow, its really stuck in there." Luke started, tugging on it lightly, Nick whispered something to him in which they both laughed. I crossed my arms, annoyed. Sitting on the body of a dead person, waiting as two men try and remove something from my hair. This sucks.
"Wait, I think I Wait..Nope. No I don't. Maybe we should cut it." I nodded my head, "Just don't cut my hair." I warned, silence filled the air. "Thats what I meant Clem...We need to cut your hair." Luke notified, I sighed and thought for moment...For Lee. "Fine." I sighed. Luke pulled out his pocket knife from his side pocket and slowly examined the balde. "Okay, ready?" He asked, I nodded my head,shaking the arm with me and waited as I felt the slow movements of a cutting motion. "I'm gonna look like a boy." I whined, remembering how I said the same thing when Lee first cut my hair. "But you'll be safe." Nick stated, I waited a few seconds when a strange lightness and a final tug was made. The walkers arm fell limp into the brush behind me, taking almost my whole pigtail with it.
I turned around and my eyes widened, Nick tried to hide a smile. I felt the back on my head, shocked and a little mad. "You you." I started, touching where my hair used to be tied, now it was out and hardly touching my shoulders. "You!" My voice was filled with anger as Luke raised his hands in surrender. "Im sure Sarah can fix it!" He said, slowly backing away as I stepped closer. "She better be able to, otherwise I will put your head on a stick, and roast it, like a marshmallow, for the walkers!"
Back in the cabin...
We marched through the door, Nick rested his rifle against the wall, Luke pulled his machete strap off and I headed into the kitchen, ready to blow the brains out of Luke. "Ah you're back... W what happened to Clementines hair?" Alvin asked, as the other two came in. I Grabbed the back on my head hiding my hair behind my hand and marched to the table with a
look that could kill. I slammed the hammer down loudly, in front of Alvin making him flinch in surprise. I glared at him quickly and walked past Nick, purposely bumping roughly into Luke as I left.
That man...I swear sometimes I want to rip HIS hair out!
Quickly I made my way up to Sarah and I's room, I opened the door only to see she was calmly reading a book, shes probably reading 'the gurgles' for the third time. "Clementine! Oh...Oh my God." She tried to hide a smile before giggling. I narrowed my eyes, "are you done? because its not funny! I could have died!" She stopped giggling and looked at me with wide eyes. "What happened?" She asked, closing her book and making her way over to me, slowly turning to look at the back of my head. "I was grabbed my a walker, and Luke had to cut me free." I responded ashamed. "are you okay?" She asked, "apart from my hair! Yeah, im fine." I grumbled, "Its not that ba bad. I think I can fix it, if you want me to." She said giggling lighty.
"Really!? Please try!" I begged, she nodded her head and started rummaging around in her cupboards, I made my way over to her mirror and sat down in front of it. Examining my hair myself. "It looks terrible." I whined, slouching my shoulders purposely.
Sarah crawled on her knees over to me and leaned behind my head, looking at me through the mirror with a reassuring smile. "You sure you want me to do this?" she asked, snipping the scissors at the air. I nodded my head and tightly closed my eyes, waiting for her first move. I could sense she was in deep concentration. And before I knew it, she was snipping away like it was a garden hedge. I opened up one eye...actually impressed by her handly work.
"Okay, now I need to do the other side, can I take out your hair tie?" I nodded my head and tried to ignore the pain of her rough tugging. "Hah! Got it!" My mop head of hair fell upon my shoulders. "Woah." We said in sync, it had been so long since I had my hair out. It felt..kinda nice.
"Okay, here we go..." She huffed, I wasnt paying attention what she was doing, and was oblivious to the comb she just locked into my hair. A strike of lightning pain flowed down my neck as she tried to tug the comb down and out of my hair. "OW! Sarah what are you doi Oh my God!" I turned my head, staring with my jaw touching the ground at the pink sparkly comb that was now, stuck, forever in my hair. "What did you do!?" I asked, trying to get the comb out myself. "Oh Clem i'm so so sorry! I just thought that I would be able to brush through it." She apologised, her expression looking like she just saw a ghost.
"I cant believe you thought that would work!" I shrieked, staring shocked at my reflection. "My hair is like a mop!" I waited for a response but didn't get one. "Sarah?" She moved her mouth but no sound came out. "What is it?" I asked, she shook her head, "I think I know how to get it out, i'll be back." She ran out of the room, leaving me alone. I slumped over, tracing my fingers over her floor. This is for Lee. Im doing this for Lee, I have to stay strong. A few
seconds later Sarah barged back into the room with a small concealed container. She screwed off the lid and got a clump of a white greyish coloured cream out. I read the label.
"Vas vase...Vaseline?" I asked, watching as Sarah rubbed it through my hair, it was cold, yet soothing. "It should get that comb out as quick as a flash, it's really slippery." She stated, gently massaging it in, I nodded my head, hoping my best friend knew what she was doing. While we waited I decided to create some small talk and break the silence.
"Have you ever kill one of them?" I asked, watching as her nut eyes remained on the back of my head, "one of what?" She asked, scooping out a much larger clump of the vaseline stuff than before.
"The walking dead? Walkers?...Lurkers...Geeks, whatever you like to call them." She shook her head instantly, "my dad wont even let me hold a knife, let alone get near one of them." I sighed, my expression growing concerned as she got another scoop of vaseline. "Have you ever killed someone?" She asked back, before I could say anything.
I sighed, sadly remembering. "Yeah...three people actually." I mumbled, she looked to me through the mirror with sympathy, "were they trying to hurt you?" I nodded my head, "I guess they were...The first one was a man who took me and locked me in a closet, and I had to shoot him so he didn't hurt my friend." Sarah nodded her head, unsure of what to say so I continued on.
"The second one was my friend, the one that saved me from the man. He got bit and I had to make sure he didn't come back. If you know what I mean." Sarah grabbed more vaseline, slapping it onto the back of my head. "The third was a bandit, before I fell in the stream. I didn't really kill him. The walkers did, I just pushed him into them." I stated, my eyebrows furrowing. I grabbed Sarah's wrist before she could get more vaseline, "I think thats enough Sarah. Can you just try and get it out now?" It looked like she was trying to hide worry or concern, but she gripped the plastic thing with her hands, and gave it a light tug..it didn't move.. She did it harder, only sending more pain down my neck. "ow, stop, just stop."
She moved backwards, as I tried to pull it out myself, great, now I have an uneven hairline, a comb stuck to my head as well! and super slippery oil clumped together head of hair! "This sucks!" I whined, letting my arms flop by my sides. "Im sorry." Sarah mumbled, "but..You know...Luke cut my hair for me...We could ask him." Sarah suggested, I gasped instantly, "no way! Hes the one who did this in the first place! And they'll all laugh at me!" I stated, Sarah pondered for a moment, before getting up and rummaging around in her closet. "Sarah, dressing me up isn't going to make me feel any better." I moaned, she shook her head and turned around, a purple hoodie in her hands.
"Ta da! This'll get that mess I mean..Your hair covered up." I smiled and walked over to her, slipping the hoodie over my hat and my oily hair. "Okay, im ready." I said, as she took my
hand and led me down the stairs. We stopped out the front of the kitchen, "ready?" She asked, I took a breath in, and let it out slowly. "Yes."
We entered the room everyone turning to look at us, I sighed and followed Sarah over to Luke. "Luke, remember how you cut my hair?" Sarah asked, Luke smiled, knowing what he was being asked. "Well...We have a slight...Problem." Sarah removed my hoodie without my permission and everyone stared at my mess of hair, before chuckling.
Luke shook his head with a smile. "What did you girls do?" Nick asked, laughing more than everyone else. "I tried to comb her hair...and it got stuck." Nick laughed even harder, where Luke just shook his head and got out of his chair. "Come on girls." Sarah followed him out, me tagging behind them, embarrassed. "Yeah go on daddy Luke! Our famous barber." Nick chuckled, receiving stares and chirping crickets.
We continued walking up the stairs, and into the bathroom.
"Okay, first things first. We need to get that comb out." Luke placed his index finger and thumb onto it, and pulled it towards himself, pulling it out instantly. Sarah and I stared shocked, "Its black magic." I stated, Sarahs jaw hitting the floor. Luke smiled, "you weren't trying to get it out my pulling it down were you?" Sarah and I looked at each other, not answering Luke rolled his eyes. "Okay, now, to get this...stuff out? What is this?" He asked, feeling the substance in his fingers, "its vaseline." Sarah answered, Luke chuckled and slowly turned the bathroom shower on. I looked at him shocked, he smiled. "Down worry, were not showering together Clem." He said taking my hat off. They stared shocked at my poofy hair. I rolled my eyes, "Let's get on with it can we?" I dunked my head under the shower, as Luke rubbed his hands through my messy hair, desperately trying to get all of the vaseline out. "This stuff is oily, so it doesn't mix well with water, this could take a while..." Luke nervously chuckled.
What seemed like three hours later, and four teaspoons of baby powder after, Luke and Sarah had finally managed to get the slimy substance out of my hair. "It already looks heaps better. Luke said, placing the scissors down.
I must admit, I was impressed, it was almost looking like how it used to when Lee cut it. Just shorter. "Okay, Sarah do you have the hair ties?" Lukes asked holding his hands out. Two purple rings of elastics were placed in his hands and in less than a few seconds later. My hair was back to normal.
"You did it." I said astonished, "He did it." Sarah said in the same tone. Luke smiled and washed his hands afterwards. "I did it."
I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him as tight as I could. "Thank! You! So! Much! You! Are! The! best! Im sorry I pushed you!" I squealed, he seemed tense at first, but slowly patted my back awkwardly anyway. "Okay, okay. You can thank me later." He chuckled. I let go and raced out of the room with Sarah, happier than a little girl who received a puppy for Christmas. "THANK YOU LUKE!"
Yeah...So you read that, and now you can't erase it from your mind, I'm sorry. Anyway, please some suggestions and I will get to them as quick as I can. Just know that if you are leaving a suggestion, it will probably turn out bad when I write it so don't get your hopes high. Sorry Emily.
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