Chapter 2

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Karesyn POV

'' Okay Kar, you're finished," Jessie exclaimed. She puts the cream on my back and grabs our things. I lock up my station and wait for Jessie and Rian to get out. Once they do, I lock up the parlor and we head home. We all live in the same apartment complex, me living in my own and Jessie and Rian together down the hall. " Can we get food and have a movie night at yours," Rian says to me with pleading eyes. I sigh and nod yes, telling them that Adam is coming over.

*time skip till Adam gets to her apartment*

" Adam you wanna go with me to get food?" He smiles and nods, grabbing his shoes. I grab my keys and head downstairs to my car. Adam gets into the passenger seat and automatically turns the music up. " Fergalicious? Really Karesyn.." I blush a light shade of red and continue to drive. " What this song was my shit back in the day! I listen to what I please. But please, for gods sake, change it!" He chuckles and turns it down.

" I have to go to a concert tomorrow to shoot some photos. Want to come?" I smile. I love going to concerts with Adam, watching him do the things that he loves the most. And the music. " Sure. Who's playing?," I question. He smiles. That means it's a band I like. He always smiles if it's a band I like. " Of Mice & Men." I gasp like a woman found out she's pregnant. Holy shit! One of my favorite bands and I get to meet them tomorrow with my best friend. " Holy shit yes! You know they're one of my favorite bands!"

He smirks," of course I know that. That is why I got us to be able to go on their tour. I'll be there photographer and you'll be the tattooist on the road. That is if you're up to it." I stop the car in the parking spot and turn my full attention to Adam. " Fuck. I feel like I'm dreaming. You being for real?" he nods.

" Dude! Oh my god yes! I love love love you Adam!" He smiles as we get out of the car," I know."

*time skip to back to the apartment *

Rian and Jessie went back to their apartment a couple of hours ago, so it's just me and Adam talking about random things. " Want something to drink?" He shakes his head no as I get up to get me a beer. " Holy shit Kar! When did you get those badass wings on your back?" I smile and sit back down on the couch next to him. " This afternoon. Jessie and Rian both did it."

  He smiles at me

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He smiles at me. " Are they for..." he fades out. My smile immediately drops to the floor. It's been 8 months and it's the first time me and Adam have talked about him in awhile. " It's okay to talk about him, darling." I try to blink the tears away, but all they do is run down my cheeks. I guess I should explain.

(A/N: this is my true life story. No you cannot take it. Yes it is his real name. everything in this part is true and my own experience. If you ever need to talk to anyone I will always be here. And yes I do plan to get this tattoo.)

*MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME*

May 19, 2015 my cousin Brian, killed himself. We were very close. He was like my big brother. When he had hung himself, we needed to go through some of his things he had. In this process, I found a set of angel wings. The left wing was for his oldest niece, and the right wing was for his oldest nephew. They were brother and sister, and when you put them together, they make an amazing pair of angel wings. He had drawn them up while he was in jail over another persons stupidity. I had lost my best friend and my brother, and I was very depressed.

I named my tattoo parlor after him. He had to Deringer guns surrounded by roses on his back, that's our logo. And I took the wings and had them tattooed on me.

Adam gave me a look of sympathy. " Adam don't do that. You know I don't like sympathy looks. I now carry a part of him with me forever. We'll never be apart." Adam smiles and gets up," that's my girl. Now let's get shit faced and dance around like idiots till we pass out." I chuckle lightly and nod my head. He walks over the stereo and turns is up, while I pull out the whiskey and vodka. This is going to be a great night, with my best friend.


In Loving Memory

Brian Michael Deringer

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