Bluff
She was so confident, looking down at me, her body shading my eyes. For a year I had let her develop and overtake me in beauty and charisma. Always the conversation starter. Always the compliment inducer. But no more.
I lifted the scissors, the blades glinting. She seemed to smirk, as if to say I wouldn’t. As if calling my bluff. She called wrong. Twin blades slid against one another and took a piece of her with them. The blonde body fell to the floor as I began to cut my bangs, my eyes finally seeing the light of day.
I lifted the scissors, the blades glinting. She seemed to smirk, as if to say I wouldn’t. As if calling my bluff. She called wrong. Twin blades slid against one another and took a piece of her with them. The blonde body fell to the floor as I began to cut my bangs, my eyes finally seeing the light of day.