Heaven Upside Down

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 - Trey

Point of view Alena Westwood

Another summer day where I expected that the crazy world of supernatural wouldn't get to me. Sometimes when things got too crazy, I wish everything went away. The love, the painful heartbreak I was going trough.

Moving in with my father was no surprised what I had expected. He was absent. I barely saw him, he would be up most nights and sleep in. A real night owl. I was expecting answers, but that had to wait. Something told me that being kept in the dark wasn't that bad after all. I was afraid that the answers would change my perceptions on my life.

I started running along the beach. Blaze ran beside me while humans stared at his abnormal big size for what they thought was a normal dog.

I ran for a few miles before I decided to stop on the top of a hill where I could admire the beauty of Trinity. It was a peaceful city during the day. I watched as a group of college kids played volleyball while drinking beers.

I envied them a lot. Some where playing with their boyfriends, giving each other hugs when they won a point. These kids laughed together and enjoyed each other's company. It was simple but it made them happy.

Happy wasn't something me or Ashton every really considered. There were many institutions and important people that we're standing in our way. First, we weren't allowed to be in a relationship due to both of us being an Outcast. The community of the supernatural world would hunt us down and kill us if we ever did something so stupid as being happy together and creating a family.

Secondly, what stood in between our happiness was more human-like. We both knew that something special never comes easy. It needed work, and a lot of sacrifices. It needed both of us to be vulnerable to be finally happy.

Blaze was laying down near a tree. A bit secluded, a bit tired.

"Have you ever fallen in love, Blaze?" I ask while his ears turned towards mine.

I felt like he missed the forest and his older life. I took a deep breath before moving on to the next spot in Trinity I had to go to.

I went to my father's boxing club to train a bit before he asked me to leave as he had meetings and important people coming in. When I left the fight club, Blaze was waiting for me outside. He hadn't moved an inch since I had left him there earlier that day.

I didn't really have anything planned for the rest of the day, so I walked around the city, watching the sun settle down. Blaze was happy about this, he enjoyed getting his exercise in.

Before even realizing it, my footsteps took me to the place I had spent hours in this summer: 1889. I pushed the doors into the tattoo shop where Trey was closing up shop.

- "Alena..." He said while whipping his table.

Trey was the closest thing to a friend I had in this city. We had spent hours together, me in that chair, and him placing his work on my body.

"How can I get rid of you?" He said.

I nodded my head, laughing. "What can I say, I want another tattoo." I proclaim. In reality, I didn't really have any idea of what I wanted. Probably just a friend. I had stumbled upon here without realizing it. My feet are just guiding me here to Trey. One of the few guys I felt comfortable with in this city.

"Let's try something different," Trey suggested.

He sat down in the chair I had spent hours in and handed me the gun. Blaze laid down on the floor with a nervous expression on his face. He was right, this was not a good idea.

"I know you hide it but you have an artistic soul Alena." He said while trapping a piece of my hair between his fingers and placing it behind my ear. Trey was one of the only ones who saw that side of me. I had spent hours in the back corner of this shop drawing and showing him my ideas of images I wanted on my body forever.

"What would you like and where would you like it?" I question.

Trey took his shirt off where his skinny but still had strong muscles revealed themself to me. I started blushing due to the proximity of Trey. He turned around and gave me an ink pen. I didn't question it too much and started tracing my fingers on his back. I tried pushing away the urges in my body to run away. This uncomfortable feeling will go away, I told myself. It didn't feel right, but that's what was exciting. As I touched his skin, I could sense what I wanted to draw on his skin.

I started tracing lines on his back when I finally noticed very faint lines of scarred tissues. I wanted to ask where they were from but the words were stuck in my mouth. One repeating word came backing back into my thoughts: "dad." Tears started coming back as I traced over those scars. I could feel Trey tensing up but never stopping me. On his skin, I started drawing an eagle.

As the hours went on, I started feeling pain in my stomach. I tried ignoring this feeling before Trey suddenly turned around and grabbed my hand as I was putting more ink in my pen.

"What's wrong," He asked with a concerned look on his face.

I nodded my head trying to shake off the pain that was only growing. Blaze stood up and started barking. Trey didn't talk "wolf" but he understood that something was terribly wrong.

"Don't worry about it," I said while trying to turn his body around and ignoring Blaze.

Trey started giggling, hard. It was more of a nervous laugh. He knew he couldn't be fooled. Trey could sense pain from a mile away. Trey had the ability to take the pain away. That was his ability. Mostly human with traces of magic.

That's why Trey was famous, for his painless tattoos. No one in Trinity could explain it.

"This pain is something else, Alena, that I cannot take away." He grabbed my hand before I look down to my old converse. That was Trey's way of telling me that this pain was associated with the curse that I had. It was associated with Ash.

"I need to take you to the hospital."

Before I could say anything else, Trey grabbed his shirt and his jackets and his keys.

"What about your tatoo..." I tried to divert him in vain.

I let out a scream when the pain was unseffurable. I fell to my knees. It felt like electricity was running through my body. Trey fell next to me to carry me. My body started being weak before I screamed at the top of my lungs.

That was the last thing I remembered before I fell into a deep sleep.