I'm hugging the chair from the front.
Topless.
With my legs on either side.
I'm getting a back tattoo.
Hurts like hell.
But my depressive state came back. Since killing myself is wrong this is the next best thing.
It's helping.
My arms are folded around the the chair. I'm gripping my jacket.
It's painful.
it's therapy.
"how ya been benny" I ask turning my head a bit.
"Not too bad. My little one just started 3rd grade" he replies
"I see" I nod and rest my head down again
silence
"You know you remind me of someone" he says
"Is that so? Let time geuss....my mother"
"Anything but Aurora. Anyone but her." he mutters that last bit.
I take a deep breathe in and out.
"It's this guy I used to know" He starts. I stay quite waiting for him to continue.
"He carried himself the way you did. He didn't look as hurt as you did. He came here with the same car. Same intention."
"To get a tattoo?" I question.
'To forget everything. In the moment of a tattoo. Heal by getting hurt. I'm pretty sure you'll be back here soon." he says wiping my back with a tissue then continuing.
That leaves me in thought. Benny's too observant sometimes.
"He asked questions about your mother actually"
"What?" I lift my head up.
"He saw you and your mother. He asked questions. Like he was genuinely interested"
"What he ask?"
"The usual" he replies
"And you remember this?" I ask
"I remember everything"
Once he's done. He turns around so I can put my bra and top back one.
The only guy I ever feel safe around is benny and Alessandro.
Benny's gay. So that's self explanatory.
Alessandro. That's a different story.
I take my handbag and take out the black card.
A small smile apears on Benny's face and he chuckles.
"What?" I ask half smiling handing him the card
"He had the same black card?" he says swiping it. And I put the number in.
"You remember everything!" I say
He shrugs "My brain works differently" he smiles
I smile too.
"Thanks Benny." I say and grab my bag
"It was nice seeing you kid" he says.
"Likewise. Bye" I say and walk off.
I looked through the window of the jeep as I walk out.
he's smiling
Benny always used to help out. If I never had food he'd be the one to give me.
I'd always cry in my arms like the young kid I used to be.
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