Fatal

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Richmond, cali
♧ Omniscient ♧
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"She so perfect" sin heard his other personality casper say. They stared at her as she was walking inside Starbucks. For someone reason she was always around.

He felt like that was the universe saying they are meant to be.

He looked at his phone light up letting him know someone scheduled a appointment at his tattoo place. He seen everyone clients but he seen lay booked a piercing and tattoo one.

He decided to do it. wanting to touch her, see her and know more about her.

He loved the way she took glance at people before putting her head back down but he could tell she was thinking of opinion about  the person.

How she forced herself to smile even if she didn't want to. How her skin brightens whenever she gets cold and how she can read a book to the point the world  goes silent and doesn't exist anymore.

But he didn't know if it was casper who was obsessed with her or was it the real him.

Sa'ior the good one repeatedly tell them to leave her alone but no one can over power casper.

He some how gets what he want. Maybe because as a child sin let people take advantage of him so casper became his strength and sadly he controls the body and the mind.

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"Hi, can I get a caramel frappe with extra caramel and no whip cream ?" Layla asked the Starbucks worker as she typed in her number.

"Is that all for you?" The girl responded back with a bright smile making Layla return it.

"Yes" after that the girl gave her , her total making her tap her phone on the screen to pay.

She was excited about the  piercing she was getting on her breast and the tattoo that would be in the middle of it. She hoped her tattoo artist wasn't a pervert .

"Order for lay is ready" she heard being called after scrolling on Pinterest looking for more ideas.

After grabbing her drink and taking a sip she moaned from it being so good. Craving it since last night and thankful they got it right.

She walked out feeling a little chill but it could have been from the cold drink. Thankful that the tattoo shop was across the street but looking down at her phone seeing she had fifteen minutes to wait so she decided to wait inside.

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"Lay , your tattoo artist waiting for you in room number four." The brown skin male said who she found attractive and you could tell he love his job with all the tattoos he had on his skin.

"Thank you" she picked up her drink walking to the back until she stopped at number four with the name tag 'Brandon' under it.

When she walked in, her tattoo artist had his locs up in a ponytail with a clown tattoo in the back of his neck that was kinda scary to look at.

He had on a white graphic tee shirt with the arms cut off like it was made that way and some black Nike joggers.

He had the skin tone of  brown and darkskin, reminding her of the male in the library from the scent in the room but she never seen him without out a jacket on.

But the hands tats was telling her it was him.  She started from his hands up to arms seeing that it was more scary looking tattoos that were leading to his back. One stood out it was a slave women hanging naked  from a tree on his arm.

"Hi" she said making him turn his head.

Damn he fine. She thought to herself seeing his full face with the dreads all the way up. He had a scare on his cheek that she thought gave him extra couple of points.

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"I'm tat you standing ?" He asked watching her not move a muscle.

Kidnapping was so easy to him because his looks pulled the females in. And everyone taught kidnappers was fat, weird nerdy creeps but you see where that got them.

"Yes I mean no , sorry" she said as he watched her cheeks go red from embarrassment as she sat on the bed.  He loved her voice , so country, deep and soft that she ain't  even try to force it.

"For some reason I keep seeing you" she said staring up at the light after she side eye him, thinking he couldn't see.

"I can't wait until we fuck her" Casper voice said in the back of his head making pinch  at his arm for him to go away.

"Word" he was getting all the items he needed together for her piercing and tattoo.

"You want to cover yourself? I'm see them anyway for your piercing " he asked before looking over at her .

"I thought my artist was suppose to be kelz" she wondered why she ain't say nothing when she read the word Brandon but she ain't expect to see him either.

"She ain't come in today" he said lying straight through his teeth. She was right down the hall but who was going tell her?

"I guess we don't have to cover it" she said  staring at him as he nodded his head. She seen a flash come across his eyes as if someone walked pass them from the inside.

Kinda made her tense until he cleared his throat and told her to take off her shirt.

"She seen us" sin  heard sa'ior say in his head. The two was fighting over who would do the work but sin was able to power them with him doing it.

Casper voice being deep and demanding would've scared her and sa'ior voice was too soft and weak for a man.

"Alright take off your shirt and bra" he said as he turnt to the wall trying get the voice to calm down, mainly casper who was trying make him manipulate her into sleeping with him.

"Be patient" sin whispered.

"Huh" he heard Layla say. Letting him know he spoke out loud.

He didn't respond to her. He just turnt around and looked at her as she had her eyes close and he could tell she pulled her hair forward to try cover as much skin as she could.

"You ain't got to be nervous , I don't expect people to be perfect " he said and for some reason that made her feel less nerves and less like he was judging her.