HC/Ask what she wants
From Create Your Own Story
'So what do you want?' you ask.
She considers it for a moment. 'Come with me,' she says finally. You follow her into the next room. Charlotte and the blonde are just the way you left them, both fast asleep. Rachel walks to Evelyn and stares at her intently. She smiles.
'I want you to cut her hair,' she says. You frown. 'I was going to do that anyways...'
'Not that way. Cut it short. Shorter than yours, even.'
You're stunned. She's asking you to cut off around three feet of hair. That would take years to grow back. Besides, the blonde just wanted a trim. You can't imagine she'd be too happy to wake up to half an inch of hair. 'I... I can't do it. It's my mother's shop. Our customers... I mean...'
Rachel waves her phone. 'Then I'll just show her this, shall I?' She smirks. 'I'm sure that'll do wonders for this place, won't it?' She lets that sink in.
You're stuck between a rock and a hard place. You look at the phone she's waving at you. Maybe if you just...
'I'm not that stupid,' Rachel says. 'I messaged it to myself. The only way you're getting rid of it is if you do what I say.'
'Who does that to their own mother anyway?' you say loudly.
'She's not my mother.' Rachel nearly spits fire. 'My mother was awesome. She's just some... woman who married my dad.'
You sigh. This is just gets better and better. You're starting to see that you don't really have a choice in the matter. Or do you?
