Karesyn Adams is a shy, yet outgoing tattoo artist. She runs and owns her shop, Deringer tattoos, in memory of her cousin. She enjoys going to to concerts with her friend Adam while he photographs those bands. But when a band asks Adam to be their p...
" Kar? Wake up Karesyn, its time to go. The tour bus is gonna be here in an hour." I shot up out of the bed and stared at Adam. He smiled and kissed my forehead before leaving me in my peaceful room. Stretching, I climb out of bed and trudge to my closet. Picking out my outfit, I walk into the bathroom and start the shower.
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After the usual shower procedure, I walk down the hall and into the kitchen, only to see Adam cooking eggs while dancing around. I chuckle and grab two mugs, filling them up with coffee. Adam sits next to me at the table and passes me a plate of food, while I pass him his coffee.
*time lapse to bus arriving*
" Adam where did you put my bag?" He tells me it's on the bus and to hurry. I grab my phone and its charger, heading down the hall and out the door. As soon as I step out of the building, I'm met with a giant black bus with four letters printed on the side in green slimy letters. BMTH. I wonder who they are, I thought. Pondering onto the bus, my eyes widen at the sight. It was huge.
" Oi! You must our tattoo chick, uh.." I jumped at the sound of a British voice. I turn to see a tall, skinny guy. " Karesyn. Yeah I'm your tattooist. Pleasure to meet you, uh.." I trailed on. " Jordan, Jordan Fish." I grab his hand and firmly shake it. He smiles and asks me to follow him. " Here are the bunks. Yours is this middle one. Our lead is directly across from you, I'm above you, and Adam is under. " I nod and set my phone and charger in my bunk and continue following him.
" Here is the back lounge. Then over here is the bathroom and mini shower. Fair warning, Matt likes girly scented shampoo. He'll stay in there just to smell it." I chuckled lightly when another guy comes barreling in. " I do not!" He then turns and looks at me, smiling. " Nicholls. Well the name's Matt, but we have two Matts so I'm just Nicholls." I smile and reach my hand out to shake, but he surprised me by pulling me into a bear hug. " On this bus, we hug." I was about to reply when Adam walks in, yelling at them to leave me be. " They're fine Adam. Chill your shit, dammit!," I yelled back at him as he came into view. " Damn, tattoo girl got a mouth," Nicholls laughed. I slightly blushed and smiled," The name's Karesyn by the way. I was about to tell you, but I was rudely interrupted by my baldheaded friend."
Adam stuck his tongue out at me and walked into the front lounge. " Well, Lee and other Matt are in the back lounge, I'll go get them, and now we're heading to get our lead." I nod and head to the front lounge where Adam is sitting on the couch, watching Spongebob. I chuckle and roll my eyes. Nicholls and Jordan come through with two other men following him. " Karesyn, this is Lee Malia and Matt Kean. Boys, this is Karesyn, our on the road tattoo artist." I smile and shake both of their hands.
Sitting next to Adam, we all made small talk. " What's your favorite tattoo on your body?" I look up at Lee as he asked me the question. " The one on my back. Their angel wings, for my cousin. He killed himself back in May. We were really close so..." I trailed off. Adam lightly patted my shoulder. " Oh shit! Sorry, that was kind of personal. My bad." I smiled at Lee." It's okay. You want to see them?" I look at all of the boys as the nod their heads enthusiastically. I laugh and stand up. " Okay you boys, I have to take my shirt off. Don't get too excited," I chuckle. Jordan smirked and whispered," no promises. I blush and pull my shirt off, revealing the many tattoos on my chest, arms, and stomach. I turn around and face Adam, so the boys can see my tattoo piece. I hear them all gasp, and suddenly a pair of hands is slowly tracing them. " They're beautiful," Jordan whispered. I blushed a deep red and thanked him, turning back around and sitting down, putting my shirt on in the process. Standing up, I walk into the bathroom. I feel the bus stop and the front door open. Doing my business, I wash my hands and feel my phone. Walking out into the lounge, still looking at my phone, I hear that voice again.
" Karesyn? Is that you?" I look up to be met with those beautiful eyes I used to love.
" Oliver. What a uhm, surprise." I mumble, as the tears begin to fill my eyes. What he said next made those warm salty tears pour out.
