Age:15
Y/n's POV
Today I was going to get a tattoo. Without my moms' permission. My friends had convinced me to since they all had one.
I haven't decided on what I'm getting so I'm scrolling through Pinterest looking for one.
*knock knock*
"Uh-come in" I yelled quickly exiting the app and opening Instagram
"Hi, honey. I was wondering what you wanted for dinner." My mom asked
"uhh anything is fine I'm not really in the mood for anything specific" I answered
"Okay"
"Oh wait, mom-"
"Yes, honey?"
"Is it out okay if I go out with some friends later? I'll be back before dinner" I said
"Uh, yeah sure. Just be safe okay?"
"I will don't worry"
I got ready and headed out of the building. I decided on three butterflies right behind my ear.
I arrived at my girlfriend's house. Her older brother does tattoos and he offered to do it for free since it's my first one. I knocked on the door and she opened the door with the biggest smile
"Hi love," she said opening her arms widely
"Hi baby," I said nervously
"Are you ready?" She said
"Eh. I'm nervous" I said walking into the house right behind her
"Don't be. I'm not going sugarcoat anything, I'm just going to tell you now. It's going to hurt like a bitch. It's like hundreds of needles being pounded into you at once and it'll sting. But I'll be right there next to you the whole time holding your hand."
I breathed in and out a shaky breath. Before nodding following her down to the basement where her brother was setting up everything.
"Hey there y/n/n I'm almost done. Sit her real quick so I can press the print on then we'll let it dry and then get started."He smiled at me.
I sat down in the chair he carefully placed the prints on.
"Okay there give it about 10 minutes then we'll get started"
"Okay"
10 minutes later~
"Okay so lay in your side and push your hair to your side."
I did as told and grabbed Emma's hand.
"Okay so before I start if you start feeling light headed let me know so I can stop. The other day I did my nieces it was a very small tattoo and she passed out and I don't want that happening to you,okay?" He told me
"Okay"
"Do you want me to list music on? It usually distracts people from then pain" he suggested
"Yes please"
He put music on then turned on the machine.
3.....2.....1
I felt the pain hit me so hard. I squeezed Emma's hand so hard I felt really bad that I was hurting her. I focused on the music. I got lost in the music feeling the pain go away. And my grip on Emma's hands loosened. But when he would stop and then start again I would come back to reality then feel the pain again.
