“I’d like to go out and hold hands with you… to see your real face… but I understand… I do.” Jack said gently as he lifted himself up out of the bath, carrying her with him, before easing her onto the stool he kept to place things on in the bathroom in front of the cabinet with a mirror on the doors. He moved around her and retrieved some scissors from a drawer, and returned to her side.
“I’ve .. I’ve never cut hair before but I’m just snipping off the burned ends, okay? If you want to go to a salon to get it properly done after I understand but I don’t think you want these black pieces there…”
She let her head fall gently to her chest, her heart squeezing in her chest from the loss of her hair. She was never one for vanity but her hair had been the only thing she liked about herself. And the fact that she loved it when Jack ran his fingers through it..
“I don’t.. I can’t really go to a salon though..” she admitted, because she knew it meant exposing herself. Her disguise had good hair and the salon people couldn’t really touch it. She didn’t want to expose herself outside no matter what anyway. She didn’t want to be found by villains anymore.
“Please.. Don’t cut it too short..?” she asked heart breakingly.
“No, no not too short. Just the ends, but I’ll have to even it out or it’ll be choppy and… yeah…” Jack sighed as he picked up the first clump of burned ends and worked the scissors through the hair.
He worked onto the other burned pieces, focusing on cleaning those up, before he realized she’d loose at least three inches of her hair at the ends because she’d lost so much to the flames and if he left them as is, it would be too noticeable.
“It’s all right Katelynn.” he whispered as he carefully snipped at the ends, trimming her hair gently. “It’s still long, it’s still lovely, just not as burned anymore…”
Jack Maple 