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I didn’t like feeling like an obligation to my friends, which is precisely what has happened since I started the treatment. My worst nightmare had come true, and there was nothing that I could do about it.
It was the reason why I hid it for so long, why I’m still hiding so many things.
“Are you kidding me? Do you know who my brother is?” she huffs and puffs air at her bangs to get them out of her line of sight. They’ve grown longer since the last time we cut them, but with everything else, I didn’t get a chance to do it.
“I know who your brother is.” I roll my eyes at her, my gaze falling to her bangs once again as she moves them aside. “We should really trim those,” I comment, my fingers tugging at my own strands.
“I’m ready whenever you are. If I’m being honest, they’ve been annoying me lately, but I’ve been too lazy to cut them myself.”
“Yeah, how about you don’t do that?”
“Why do you think I kept pushing it off? I don’t have time to let them grow if I mess something up; besides, it’s like you have a magic touch for them or something. Remember when I went to that salon in New York, and they cut my bangs too short? I’d like not to repeat that.”
“We could do it now if you want.” I look around, trying to remember where I put the scissors.
“Later.” Grace waves her hand at me. “We have a game to go to. Jack said he’ll come if the Ravens play in the Bowl game, so they better win. Are we going?”
From the corner of my eye, I catch my reflection in the mirror. My stomach clenches, and for a second, I think I might actually throw up. But I’ve been feeling fine the last couple of days. Exhausted but fine.
Get a grip, Jade. It’s just hair.
“Give me a minute. I want to grab a hat.”
I see a frown appear between Grace’s brows as I move past her and into my room. “You hate hats.”
I do. I really do, but what I hate even more is seeing all the thinning and bald spots on my head.
“It’s cold outside.” I shrug, changing the subject. “What’s up with Mason? Is he ready to go back home for Christmas?”
“I’m not sure. You know how he is; he doesn’t like to talk about it. I think he still feels weird about going back there, so we’ll spend most of the time at my place.”
“Is that wise? I can’t imagine J.D. being too happy about it.”
Jack Daniel Shelton is Grace’s older brother. I’ve spent some time with him since Grace and I started to hang out, and he brought being protective to a whole other level.
I rummage through my closet, pushing away some of my clothes. Seriously, where is that thing? I’m pretty sure—
“He still makes him sleep in the living room! Can you imagine that?”
“Oh, I can imagine,” I say absentmindedly as my fingers wrap around the soft material and pull it out.
Got it!Finally. I slip the hat on, frowning at my reflection. The hat looks hideous.
Not as hideous as going around half-bald.I chastise myself.Deal with it.
“Like what year it is?” Grace continues, clearly on a roll. “Just because he puts him in the study doesn’t mean we’re not having sex. Or that I’d want to have sex with my brother sleeping a few doors down from me.” A visible shudder goes through her. “Nope, definitely not happening. Besides, it’s not like we can even be indecent if we wanted to since you never know when Nicky or Wren might barge into my room. I swear, I think J.D. put them up to it.”
“Knowing your brother? Quite possible.” I turn around to face her. “How do I look?”
Her green eyes narrow on the hat. “Pom-pom? Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously. Now, are we going or what?” Not giving her time to protest, I head out of the room, leaving her to follow after me.
“At least it’s yellowish.”
“Thanks.”
The campus is a pandemonium of black and gold. This was it. The game that’ll decide if the Ravens are going to the playoffs or not, and people didn’t disappoint. We opted to walk to the stadium to avoid getting stuck in the traffic, and most of the students had similar thoughts because it took us twice as long to make our way there. At least we’re in the family section.
