Huniepop: Hairdresser (Part 8 - Purple Heartbreak)

Hairdresser - Purple Heartbreak

Kyanna's eyes flickered open – everything inside her screamed with urgency. Strange, just moments ago she remembered talking to Mike by the beach. Now she was back home again. It felt like she'd been sleepwalking. Panicked, her sight fell upon the familiar setting of her apartment. Quaintly painted walls and a sparse range of furniture populated the lounge. She slumped against one of the kitchen chairs in a desperate attempt to bring some air inside her tightened lungs.

"What the fuck? That was weird. I could've sworn I was outside just a moment ago..."

Something felt amiss – Kyanna searched the room from corner to corner with inquisitive eyes. Her body felt lighter than a feather. That was when she saw it – a powerful pink ray of light shining in from the kitchen window.

'What the hell is that? I don't know why… but for some reason I want to go toward it. I wanna reach out and touch it. What's wrong with me? My head still feels so… woozy. It's like I'm spinning around on a fair ride.'

The curvaceous lady hopped up from her spot on the floor - legs moving closer toward the offending source of light. It was so strange, and so unbelievably mesmerizing. With every footstep she took, the object of her desires came closer and closer. Otherwordly giggles swam across the expanse of the room, but instead of feeling fear, the single mother felt a form of gentle comfort.

Reason simply didn't apply here. Compulsion fuelled her as she staggered, on occasion almost falling over furniture, in a desperate attempt to reach her objective. The orb of light – she had to hold it no matter what the cost.

"That's it, Baby Mama. Come over here. Reach out and touch me... and I'll tell you everything."

A familiar female voice echoed within Kyanna's thoughts. She stumbled, catching the sink moments before it was too late, her head still ajar with countless conflicting senses. "Kyu," Kyanna sighed, reaching out. The light was so close now, "Why are you doing this? Why does it feel so hard to put my thoughts into focus?"

"Simple, really." The pink orb of energy cried out in something that resembled an orgasmic moan – imploding upon itself and erupting in a wave of powerful purple energy. When the blinding intensity of the flash cleared away, a familiar girl in a skimpy brown dress sat, sprawled halfway across the kitchen counter. In her hand, she held a crackling ball of power.

Miss Delrio focused her gaze with seething green bile – just the sight of the female interloper brought too many cold feelings washing over. "I remember now," she spat in a low, frustrated growl, "We were talking on the boardwalk near the Marina. You had wings and pink hair… You did something strange… and now I'm stood here! What in the fuck are you, Kyu? Answer me."

"Well duhhhhh," the skimpy brown-haired girl hopped off the kitchen counter – waggling her finger with a mischievous smile. "I've already told you once, Kyanna. I'm a fairy. I was sent here because your friend needed a guardian angel. Well, that's what he asked for. Lucky bastard got me instead!"

No more games – Kyanna was at the end of her patience. With every tick of her internal clock, the fires only burned hotter. Snarling with fury, hands slinking downward to rest upon her hips, she moved closer toward Kyu. "I've been put through the ringer these past few months, and I'll be dammed if you're not something to do with it! STOP FUCKING ME AROUND!"

"Alright, alright." Kyu chuckled, squashing the sphere of magic in her hand. She leaned forward, smug as always, standing up on her tiptoes to match Kyanna in height. There she stood, playfully imposing and downright annoying. "Your friend Mike? His life is a mess right now… far more of a mess than you realize. He was so desperate that he was praying… PRAYING in a bar bathroom for help."

Such a revelation caught Kyanna off guard. Sure, the other half of her family back home in Mexico were quite heavily religious. That said, she was well versed – but she'd never in a million years expected to Mike to turn toward faith in a time of need.

"So," the Hispanic lady frowned, "Somebody heard him… and you were sent to help? That's loco… absolutely fucking loco."

"Hehe… maybe to you." Kyu tilted her head – an innocent smile curving her lips. Something about her playful amusement only served to annoy Kyanna even more. Man, did she want to punch her right now. "My boss, Venus? She took pity on the poor guy for some reason – threw the file my way and the rest is history. Here I am... back in the human world again!""

The fairy puffed out her chest with pride – her whole body glowing with a soft aura of warmth. "For a while now I've been turning the lousy sap's life around. New image, new persona…. I'm gonna make him the best he can be… and strangely enough…."

Kyu chuckled, a gentle red flare filling her cheeks for only a moment. "In his own weird way… being so sentimental and chaotic… I guess Mikey is growing on me a little. At first, it was just a job to me, but now? For some reason I can't explain… I wanna help him out!"

"It WAS you." Those words were all the confirmation Kyanna needed. No matter how hard she tried, it was proving almost impossible to circumvent the searing anger she felt. Reaching out, she took a swipe at her nemesis.

*Crack*

An impactful sound permeated the air – all while Kyanna's hand burned with fire. She watched with a bittersweet darkness throbbing in her heart. Damn, did it feel good to watch Kyu topple back, holding the side of her face with a stunned, almost wounded expression.

Yet it didn't last long – a snap of the fingers and the mysterious girl twisted in a swirl of power – transforming back into her full winged glory. Familiar nightgown-like attire clung to her body. Standing upright again, she ascended into the air. "Sounds like someone's salty. What's wrong, Baby Mama? It's not like I'm stealing Mike away or anything…. After all, he was never yours to begin with. All I'm doing is making improvements…."

Something about that retort cut Kyanna deeper than she ever expected. A rasp of surprise slipped out – and there she remained, leaned up against the kitchen counter, with a hand held against her chest. "We could've been together… we could've been happy, too."

Thoughts flooded past like a tsunami – Miss Delrio couldn't help but think of things that never came to pass. She could've had a strong, loving bond with Mike. Over time they might've grown closer – maybe even sang or performed together as a couple. She'd wanted for so very long to have somebody caring and reliable in her life.

Overwhelmed at last, she couldn't stop a short trickle of tears from leaking out. "You're to blame! Ever since you turned up my life has been crazy! Just the sight of you makes me so angry, Kyu. I have half a mind to beat your-"

The candyfloss pink hellion laughed off her fury – wiggling a finger with a patronizing scoff. "That's your problem, Kyanna Delrio. You never stopped to listen to Mike when he was reaching out to you. How many times did he tell you he was having a hard time? I bet it was more than once."

"That's beside the point." However, Kyanna couldn't deny that she felt a pang in her chest. She didn't want to admit that deep down, somewhere, Kyu might've been right. "….I could've been happy. It's been too long since I had someone I can depend on in my life… and YOU took all of that away from me."

There was little in the way of a response. All the magical girl did was flip back her curls – giving an abrupt shake of the head. She looked disappointed. "This is some tragic fantasy shit gone horribly wrong. I've seen your type so many times before, Baby Mama. You wanted Mike to ride in on a white horse and free you from the chains of your troubled little life…. Turns out you wanted it so bad that you didn't even stop to consider just how much he was going through."

"SHIT! Don't you ever stop running your mouth?" That was it – Kyanna felt her limit fast approaching. She stomped closer, fists clenched. The notion to punch Kyu in her prissy little face ran like wildfire. Yet when it came down to it – all she could do was slump in defeat.

"It's not fair," Kyanna sighed, drying the water from around her sore, reddened eyes, "Is it so wrong that I wanted something nice to happen in my life? Do you have any idea how hard it is for me? I have to raise a little boy all on my own… and my friends? They're all out having fun…. Is it so bad that I want to be a responsible mother and still have a little joy in my life?"

Silence – so strong in its intensity that it could deafen. Looking up, Miss Delrio saw Kyu's expression. She no longer held the same happy go lucky smile. Instead, she looked sombre and serious. In fact, she went so far as to reach out, holding the phone from before, the Huniebee in her hands.

"This job never gets any easier… fuck me." Sighing, the fairy placed the cellular device between Kyanna's palms – nodding gently. "See? This is what I told you by the Marina. Every heart I break is one that needs fixing later. Kyanna… I know you don't like me, but just listen, kay girl?"

Strange – it was as though Kyu had switched her entire personality at the flick of a switch. For some reason it felt so refreshing. At least, deep down, there was more to her than just playful stupidity. "Alright… but seriously… no more screwing around. I don't think I've got the strength to deal with much more tonight."

Just like that, the scantily clad girl eased back a notch. She gave a sparkly point toward the Huniebee – and it sprang to life in a musical array of bells and whistles. "It's impossible for me to keep everyone happy in this line of work, but if you want me to be honest…. Sometimes I do feel shitty when a broad gets a bad deal. At least with this phone I can give you a little lifeline. "

Kyanna gazed down at the mysterious creation in her hands. True, it looked like a normal smartphone, but beyond that, it resonated a strange energy - almost as though it shimmered with its own light. "You called this a Huniebee, right? What does it do, exactly?"

"With that little phone right there," Kyu began giving hand gestures of explanation, "You'll be able to keep track of any guy you have feelings for. Give the main screen a swipe of your finger. You'll see Mike's profile sitting on the front page."

Nodding in agreement, Kyanna did just that, deciding to take a closer look at his details with a little press of the thumb. "There's a heart meter underneath his name… and a shit ton of his personal information on here…."

It felt right to backtrack for just a moment. A flare of warning brought the Latina to a standstill. She pulled her gaze from the phone, honing in on Kyu with a questioning expression. "You put me through all this and you finally decide to help me now… why? You can't blame me for feeling suspicious."

"Because," Kyu folded her arms – looking at least the slightest bit defeated. "….Mike's erratic. He started with almost no self-belief… and now he's taking to it like fucking crack. I wouldn't be surprised if it becomes too difficult to keep him under wraps at some point. He's talented… and talented people with ego? You get the idea…."

A grumpy sigh escaped the winged lady. Her eyes of orange lost their powerful shine for a moment – almost as though it were an admission of defeat. "If that time ever comes then you might be the only one with enough heart to help him…. For real, I might have magic… but my powers still come with rules attached."

Kyanna slipped the phone in the pocket of her shorts. Something about Kyu's lacklustre tone seemed so wonderful in a twisted way. "Sounds to me like you're not too confident. Man, the nerve. You're the one acting as his guide… and you want me on standby to pick up the pieces just in case? What makes you think I'd do it?"

"Oh I know you will," that smug smile was back again – plastered across Kyu's face with such annoying fullness. "You love him… and if the file we have on you is anything to go by… then I know you'll move the earth for the people you care about."

Man, talk about painted into a corner – Miss Delrio couldn't muster a single retort. "….You know," she scowled with hateful blackness; "…There aren't enough words in the freaking dictionary to describe how much I dislike you, Kyu."

"Not that it makes a difference," the fairy wiggled the tips of her fingers. Magical dust sparkles swirled around her slender form, wrapping her in a magical cloak of purple electricity. She came closer, reaching out with her slender fingers to take a grip of Kyanna's shoulders. "Come tomorrow morning you won't remember I'm a fairy anyway. You'll think I'm just a regular boring girl that got in the way of you and Mike..."

There was a cold flare to Kyu's words. Kyanna stood firm - the hairs of her neck raised in alarm. "I don't like the tone you're taking. What do you mean?"

"Oh, you'll see. Now, hold still and be a good girl, alright? I can't have you walking around with memories of my real identity inside your pretty little head..."

"SHAZAM!" Kyu burst forth in a blur of red, slamming her lips against Kyanna's with hardened agression. No matter how much she tried to break free, the single mother found herself powerless to move, locked in place as an almighty wave of purple electricity surged through her body with reckless abandon. Every nerve inside her cried out - it was a strange cross between pain and heavy sedatives.

'My thoughts feel so jumbled. I want to cling on to the memory of kyu's true form… but the more I look at her – the more I think I'm forgetting. There's something inside me, sparking with every jolt of the purple magic… it's making it harder to remember.'

Kyu released her with a giggle – doubling back and leaning up against the kitchen counter. "Goodnight, and sleep tight! Don't let the pixies bite. For real, don't let em' bite, Baby Mama… they hurt… little fuckers."

It was a fight just to keep upright. Breathing as hard as she could, Kyanna leaned up against the fridge. Every muscle in her body stiffened – its weight rivalling that of concrete. The desire to sleep felt so inviting, and with every shred of time that passed the curvy lady saw the floor getting closer and closer. With a gentle 'thump', she flopped against the hardwood. Everything faded – an unstoppable darkness overtaking her vision.

"Don't worry, Venus." The only thing she could make out was Kyu's voice, muffled and distorted. It sounded like she was talking on the phone. "I'm making progress with Mike and everything's on track. Trust me, boss lady… I've got my angles covered. Hehe! You can count on me! I'll bring the results this time around…. If I don't then you can totally fire me. I'm that confident!"

How ironic – even in a sea of fleeting consciousness Kyanna could hear the truth as plain as daylight. "Sounds like this is your last chance, Kyu…. No wonder you're trying so hard….."

Finally overtaken – the embrace of sleep sank in at last.