Hair and blood

Hours before at the Cuore Rosso Frusta school, Elizabeth was alone at recess since Verónica had not been able to go to school due to a health issue with her mother Elena, and Leonardo who had soccer practice had not been able to be with her in the recess, for which she was eating her lunch alone on a patio bench, a little away from the others.

Maybe this happened because she trusted that nothing would happen to her being alone, or maybe it was because she was too naive, but without warning she felt a strong pain on her scalp, someone was pulling her hair very hard, and When Elizabeth was about to turn to see who her attacker was, Deborah's voice was heard in her left ear, the young woman felt a cold sweat run down her forehead

- "Well, well, well, what do we have here? - Her words came out with mockery

- "De..Deborah" - I whispered, stammering in fear when I saw how she brought large, long and pointed scissors to my face

- "What do you say girls, should we teach this bitch not to approach my cousin?" - I ask her friends and I swallow with difficulty, I try to get out of her grip, but instead Marena and Mellea grabbed me by my arms immobilizing me, tears of helplessness slipped from my cheeks

- "oh no dear" - Deborah scolded me before my useless act of escaping - "you will not go anywhere, before you learn not to approach my cousin"

The horror was implanted in my face when I saw how she brought the scissors dangerously close to my hair

- "Do..don't wa..wait, Deborah my ha..hair doesn't" - I pleaded between stuttering and sobbing

Deborah just let out a cruel laugh before cutting my hair, sobs louder when I feel how I cut it, I know that I will look ridiculous when crying and begging not to cut my hair, but I did not cry for the hair loss, I was crying to remember why I never wanted to cut it off, Joaquín's words settled in my head like drills 'you look so much like my mother'.

- "Joaquín, sorry" - Elizabeth thought she while she felt her hair being cut

When they finally released her, they laughed out loud, Elizabeth anguished brought her hand to her hair and sobbed even louder as she felt that from going to reach below her thighs, to reach her shoulders, she could see with watery eyes all his white hair scattered on the dirt and grass floor of the institution's courtyard

It was there that Elizabeth decided that she had had enough of Deborah and her friends for today, running to her classroom and when she arrived she collected all her things to leave school, she knew she would get into trouble, but She couldn't stand being there for another minute, she wandered for half an hour, until she found a deserted park, Elizabeth decided to stay there for a while, she hid in some bushes so as not to be seen, from her backpack she took a handkerchief and wiped away her remaining tears.

But something caught her attention, a small stain of blood on her handkerchief, terrified she ran her hand all over her face when she did not find the wound there, she searched her neck and it was there that she found it, it seemed that Deborah when she cut her hair did not it was noticed that with those same scissors Pointy made a somewhat superficial cut on his neck, Elizabeth put her handkerchief on the wound to stop the bleeding, but she knew that surely her pastel pink shirt would already be stained with small drops of blood.

Elizabeth's entire body did not stop shaking, she felt fear rise up the hairs of her entire body, while her eyes were tearing spasms of fear running through every inch of her small body.

After half an hour the little girl was able to calm down enough, and when she did, she looked for her cell phone to call her brother, but while she was looking for him she felt like now her nervousness was encompassing her again. She had forgotten her cell phone at school.

- "Damn" - I cursed in a low voice, I would have enough to explain to my brother about my hair so that the loss of my phone would join me

- "Wow, and I thought I would never hear you curse" - a voice was heard behind my back, frightening me as a result

- "Leo ... Leonardo" - I whispered as I put a hand on my wound in a vague attempt to hide it.

- "Who was?" - Asked abruptly while delicately holding one of my hair strands

- "..." - I didn't really know what to say to him since on the one hand I wanted to tell him that she was his cousin, but on the other hand she was still a bit affected by what Deborah had done to her, she sighed with resignation and ended up telling her everything her cousin along with her friends had made her.

Now, Leonardo always was and is a very calm and kind person, despite his intimidating appearance, he was always someone who never got carried away by his emotions, but right now he did not feel at all able to control the bubbling anger that started him to go through each vein of his body, more now that he had noticed that cut on his friend's neck, he had spoken to his cousin, he did it more than once, God was a witness to a story he got tired of trying to make her understand once and for all to her stupid cousin to leave Elizabeth alone.

Damn it, I felt so useless for not being able to be there for her, and it felt even more useless after what Joaquin had told her 'Elizabeth, she, didn't have an easy life, you know, she lived a season. on the street because of the negligence of our old father, Leonardo, if it's not too much to ask, could you promise to take care of her while she is at school? 'Joaquin's words echoed in my head and made me feel guilty for failing to my word