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1. New beginning

Welcome to read the new story! I will try to publish one chapter every day, at least now at the beginning.
All comments are welcomed and I would love to know what you think about this first chapter.
Hope you enjoy! 🖤

Erica

I was driving at the center of Helsinki, trying to find my right location. I used google maps and I got frustrated many times.
I'm moving in here because I got a practise place from a tattoo studio. I have done tattoos many years, but now it was time to make it a career to me.
"Finally.." I sighed when I reached the right building. New home. I have visited here before of course, but now I had all my stuff with me. My new furnitures are already there, but I have all my clothes, dishes and a few plants with me. And now I officially live here, tomorrow is my first day at the job too.
I drove to the parking lot and get up from the car. I opened the back seat door and took the first box with me.
I walked the stairs up to the third floor, the elevator was broken.. so my luck.

I opened my door and stepped in, I started to smile. My new home.
I hope that my new life in here would start well, I just ran away from my problems and moved here.
My mom doesn't support me at all that I want to be an tattoo artist, I'm 24 but still she thinks that I'm a teenager.
And my dad.. well he died couple years ago. Suicide.
I don't have any siblings.
I'm not very good at social life, I don't have any friends and I haven't had them in years. I don't even remember what it felt like having friends, going out and have fun, shopping together and sharing the good and bad things about life.
I had a boyfriend, we dated about one year.
I was 20 when we broke up, our relationship wasn't that serious. He flirted with others and I think that he fucked with them as well.
Our reason to our break up was me. Or he blaimed me about everything that I didn't care about him enough and so on. Maybe it is true, but he didn't care about me either.

My only light and hope in life is music and making tattoos. Nothing else matters to me. Rock music of course. I'm visiting gigs often, alone and it's fun. Singing from bottom of your heart, cheering and having fun, just enjoying live music. It's the best thing ever.
I'm not saying that I hate being around people or I would be shy. It's not that. I'm just.. I don't know. People doesn't just like me? Or my resting face tells it all and no one dares to even look at me in the eyes.
And I'm not good to get to known to someone.
I feel like no one would like me.

I carried the last box, it was heavy as hell and I was getting dizzy, I haven't eated in a while.
I reached the third floor and placed the box down, my back was screaming for help.
"Fuck this shit.." I groaned by myself. After that a door opened, I flinched a little bit because I didn't see that coming. Am I this afraid of people?
From the apartment walked outside a black haired young man, with full of black clothes. My clothes were all black too, funny coincidence.
I still arched my back before lifting that box up again, but that man looked at me for a moment. It made me nervous.
"Do you need help?" He asked with shy tone, I turned my head to look at him. His hair was almost covering his face, but then he shook his head for a little to fix it. Now I saw him better.
"I don't want to bother you, I think I can handle this." I explained myself, but I guess I am a bad liar.
"I'm not in a rush." He smiled and then walked closer to me and lifted the box up, I just smiled quickly and opened my apartment door.

"Where do I place this?" He asked while he walked to the hallway.
"To the kitchen, and thank you." I said as I followed him.
"No problem, did you just move here?" He asked as he placed the box to the table.
"Yes, I moved from Oulu and I don't know this city that well. It's going to be weird at first, but maybe I get used to it." I said and he nodded.
"I'm Aleksi by the way." He said and reached his hand to me and we shook hands.
"I'm Erica." I smiled. Then there was that awkward silence, I hate these situations.
"So.. you're in a band?" I asked then, he looked a little suprised, but not that much.
"I am, is it that obvious because of my clothes?" He let out a small chuckle.
"No I just.. have been on your band gigs few times in my life. I visit many rock concerts a lot in year so I have experienced Blind Channel gigs as well." I explained and he just looked amused, maybe because of how I move my hands when I talk while I get nervous or something.
"Well, is our music good?" He smirked.
"It is, I love your all energy at the stage, many bands should take a lesson from you." I smiled.

"It's nice to hear that, but I have to go now. It was nice to meet you and see you around!" He smiled to me while he walked out of my apartment.
"Yes and thank you once more." I said and then I heard my door getting closed.
I sighed and looked around. Now I need to discharge all the boxes and place all the stuff to the right places. I put on some music and started.

As I was done, I ordered some pizza. While I waited for that, I decided to visit my balcony, it was a cold day of november.
I leaned against the railing and watched the sky, it was getting darker and darker by a minute. I love sunsets, but now I couldn't see it, but I didn't mind.
I saw a car driving to the parking lot, then there stood up that man, Aleksi. He got a friend with him, it looked like the band basist Olli. It's weird to see them somewhere else than at the stage playing music.
Then my doorbell rang and I almost runned to the door to open it, I finally had my pizza.
I also texted with my boss, the one who's studio I'm going to practise. We talked about tomorrow and my future clients, there is actually one who wants a tattoo from me. It suprised me, but I have done tattoos to some of people. And to myself of course.
This is going to be the new beginning of my life.