The Cray's

Bloody Roses and Poems

I appologise in advance for this chapter. It is about Rhyan getting her first tattoo and I myself am WAY too young to get one so am inexperienced but did a little bit of research. So to anyone who has gone through the pain to get a tattoo and find a mistake with what I right, I'd really appreciate it if you pm me and let me know so I can fix it.

Thank you and enjoy:))

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It was still only 6 by the time I got my parents attention and told them about their fresh meat. They ran down stairs imediately. I yelled, my voice echoing through the empty house saying I was going out. I decided to leave on my work uniform. Who knows, maybe I'll get a special discount. I practically skipped to my car sped all the way to the shop. I called Len on my way and he said he'd meet me there. Len actually worked at the local tattoo shop so I'll probably get a discount no matter what. 

I pulled in with Len right behind me. I hopped out of my car suddenly feeling a little nervous. Len also hopped out quickly and stumbled as he saw me, almost making him land on his face with one foot still in the car. I laughed and walked over to him.

"Jeez clumsy," I teased. Len always hated when people called him clumsy or cluts even though it's true. His face flashed anger but he quickly covered it with a malicious smile.

"So have you decided what your getting yet?" He rubbed his hands together like he was preparing to work on a piece of art, "cause I'm gonna give you your tattoo." Fantastic. Good thing I wasn't drunk and he was diong this becuase I'd end up having his name on my ass. Then Len's words sunk in. I haven't even picked out what I want yet. Len must've see the panic on my face because he instantly tried to reassure me.

"Don't worry we have a book of basic tattoos in the shop." He opened the door for me and led me to the counter. He told the girl sitting there that I was with him and then took me to his office. The buzzing of needles overwhelmed my sences. Len closed the door to his office and the buzzing was now muffled. He gestured for me to sit down in the black chair and tossed a big book with edges sticking out on almost every page. I began to flip through it while I thought about what to get. If I pick sommething from the front a bunch of people probably have it.

"Do you have a specific tattoo that's one of a kind?" I asked. Len hesitated but then nodded.

Len searched for something on his messy desk. His face lit up when he found whatever he was looking for. It was a sketch pad. He took the big book away from me and handed me that instead. I slowly shifted through the pages taking in every picture slowly. They were beautiful. Len studied my face hungrily as I looked at his artwork.

"Pick anything from in there and let me know about colors...if you even want colors..." He sounded really nervous and scratched the back of his head shyly. He started messing with his lip ring and I almost laughed. Len has always been tthe cocky pick-up lin master! I have never seen him this nervous.

On the last page I froze. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the drawing intently. This was the one. I turned the pad around to show Len and he instantly cracked a smile.

"I thought you'd pick that one," He said starting to clean up. He ran around his tiny office getting stuff ready as I just stared at the beautiful artwork that will soon be on my skin. My corset dipped low enough in the back so I wouldn't have to take my shirt off. I was grateful for that. Len said he'd have to transfer it onto some special paper before he could actually ink it on my skin. Sadness smacked me in the face and I noddded. I felt like I couldn't breath until I got that tattoo. He said he'd call me tomorrow when it was done and I could get it done.

I left and drove home thinking about the sleepless night to come. Torturous screams won't even help me tonight.