"Thank you."
"Any time."
"What the fuck?" Jonah choked out on the other side of our camera, the sound a little bit fuzzy.
Liv's grin was both gleeful and wicked at the same time.
Kat sighed. “I can’t watch this.”
Callum handed her a pair of headphones that had been sitting on the table, across from the laptop she was working from.
I took my plate over and sat next to Liv. We watched closely as Gwen sat up and rubbed her eyes. Her blonde curls stayed on the pillow, and her head was now completely bald.
God, we were brutal.
I fucking loved it.
"Shit. Holy shit. What happened?" Jonah asked, looking in horror from his woman to the pillow.
"What?" Gwen murmured, rubbing her eyes and lifting a hand to push her curls away from her face. Her hand went still when she didn't find her hair.
Liv snorted. “Their eyebrows are gone too. Damn, we're good."
Kat put her headphones on, squeezing her eyes shut as she grimaced.
At least someone in our family had a conscience. We needed onehingedperson.
Gwen’s eyes went bigger and rounder as her hand kept traveling upward.
"Has she cried yet?" Dare mumbled, plopping down on the kitchen floor behind our chairs.
"Soon," Liv promised.
"Oh my god," Gwen breathed, as her hand slid over her very bald head. "Oh my god!" she screeched.
Finally, she looked down at the pillow and saw those gorgeous golden curls… no longer attached to her head.
She screamed bloody-murder, picking the strands up. Her mouth opened and closed a few times, and tears started rolling down her cheeks as she went through the hair with shaking fingers.
I would've felt bad, but she had betrayed Kat. And worked with Jonah to basically con Liv into thinking they were friends so they could manipulate her into bargaining with them.
Gwen was only still alive because she was related to Kat by blood.
Finally, she stumbled off the bed and ran for the bathroom, disappearing from our line of sight.
Jonah looked sick as he grabbed the water glass off his nightstand and drained all of the liquid.
"Say goodbye to your cock for the next few months," Dare muttered.
Liv reached her fist behind the chair without turning around, and Dare fist-bumped her.
"That’s what you get for fucking with fae," Liv declared, as Gwen walked back to the bed looking somewhere between dazed and horrified. There were tears dripping down her face, but I didn’t feel particularly bad for her.
If she was going to mistreat people, she was going to pay for it. With her hair, in this case.
Honestly, she was lucky we didn’t take more.
Jonah’s suffering was going to be a lot more psychological, for both of them.
