Translated from Portuguese to English
[completed] As Rosé watched Lisa get out of yet another fight, all injured, she thought about how difficult it was to love a girl like her.
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Point of view Lalisa Manoban
I looked at Jisoo with the worst face in the world, while she laughed and was amused by my expressions of pain.
— You're weak. — She said, sitting in the chair next to me.
— Shut up, I wanted to see if you were in my place.
- I have already been. — Jisoo said, lifting her t-shirt and showing her tattoo on her rib.
I felt the needle burn on my skin, and the pain increase, as the tattoo artist painlessly rubbed the paper towel over it. Why did he seem to take so much pleasure in doing this?
— The torture is ending. — I didn't look at the tattoo, I wanted to see it ready at once, that made me less anxious.
— Will Rose like it?
— Have you talked about tattoos with her?
— Now, she doesn't like anything that marks my body.
— So she already has her answer. — Jisoo replied obviously.
— But it's a special tattoo, I think she'll like it.
— You're the one who won't like it, because you won't be able to train until it heals.
- What?. — I asked in amazement, observing Jisoo's amused expression.
- Just kidding. — She said, laughing even more.
— Otaria. — I said irritated, leaning back against the stretcher, then closing my eyes.
Jisoo was an idiot, but he distracted me very well, a few minutes of pain later he finished the tattoo.
- Ready. — I smiled at the tattoo artist anxiously, getting up and going to the mirror.
Lily's name was perfectly designed with a flower in place of the "i", I had chosen it in color, even though I knew I would have to replace the color later, and the handwriting was Rose's, I had a little piece of both of them with me forever now.
- It was perfect. — I said, analyzing more closely.
— It's really Liz, there's no way Rosie won't like it, and speaking of her, how about answering the phone?
I grimaced, taking the device, while the tattoo artist put a bandage on the tattoo.
— 5 missed calls. — I said, still staring at the screen.
— She's going to take that tattoo off with her slap. — Jisoo said, laughing in my face again.
— If you don't shut up, I'm going to slap you. — Jisoo raised her arms in surrender, taking our things from the chair.
After paying, we both left the studio, which wasn't far from home, I already imagined how I would find Rose, I hadn't said where I was going, or with whom, or what time I would return.
