Chapter 4

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Love's POV
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After I was finished getting my snake bites, yes i decided to get two piercings, and my scorpion and batman tattoo I waited for Andy. 

I got the scorpion tattoo on my stomach by my already pierced belly button. And I got batman's symbol on my lower back. It didn't hurt while I was getting it and that surprised the lady that was doing my tattoos and piercings. 

She said that every girl or boy and even some men that already had a lot of tattoos cried or at least teared up while she was doing what ever they had asked for.

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After about ten more minutes Andy came out with his shirt off. I was trying so hard not to stare, because that would be rude. So while he was walking towards me I glanced every few seconds and when he popped up in front of me I couldn't help but blush. 

He was already covered in tattoos so it was kinda hard to see which one was new, but I saw the red skin on his parts of his body so I new that those had to be the new ones. 

He had gotten three new ones in all. 

He had a heart with a dragonfly In it, on the right side of his chest. He had Batman's symbol that looked just like mine on his right arm. And he had a feather that connected to the rest of his tattoos on his left arm, it started on his neck and the end of it was connected to all the other tattoos on his arm. 

" You know its not nice to stare. " Andy said while chuckling. Goodness gracious he really did sound like an angel. He began to laugh even louder when I continued to stare. I quickly hid my face with my hair as he sat down next to me. 

"Since I'm guessing you just looked at ALL my tattoos can I see yours? " I was debating on if I should, but then I remembered I have scars and bruises on my body. 

He saw me tense up and said, "Pleeeeeeeeee, I promise I won't judge, they probably are cooler than mine any way. " I laughed while standing up. "You promise you won't judge? " he looked at me seriously. " I promise, and I love your snake bites. Good choice. "

 "Thanks. " was all I said before I slowly lifted up my shirt and showed him my scorpion tattoo. Thank God my bruises and scars aren't noticeable. "When is your birthday? " he said running his warm fingers over my tattoo. "Ummm... Halloween. " I kind of whispered, flustered from him touching me so gently. He looked up at me in surprise ."You've got to be kidding me. That's awesome!! " he said a little too loud and some people started giving us weird looks, but he didn't care. 

"Yup, I was born on October 31 at 8:37 P. M " I said with a little more confidence in my voice. "Wow " was all he said. "Were is the other one?" he asked still looking up at me. It felt like he was looking into my soul. "On my back. Its just like one of your tattoos too. " I said turning around and hoping that the bruises and scars on my back are gone also. "Which one? I do have a lot as you can see. " 

I lowly laughed not trying to bring attention to us again. " It's one of the ones you just got today, so just wait and find out. " he chuckled, then I started to lift my shirt up again so he can see it. "OMG !! What happened to you? Did i do that when I nocked you over? Ugh I'm such an ass. I'm so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. "he said a little loudly at first then calmed his voice down when people started to stare again.

 I looked at him like he had three heads, wondering why would he think that he did this. "You didn't do this to me. I already had these before we even met. Now are we gonna go hang out or what. " I said trying to change the subject. He then looked at me like I was the one with three heads before narrowing his eyes. 

"If I wasn't the one that did it to you, who did it? " he said ignoring my statement. I was debating on whether or not if I should tell him about my mom because I just met him. But it would be better then just keeping it bottled up forever, so I guess I'm gonna go for it and tell him. " It was Jessica. " he looked at me confused as to who was Jessica. "Oh... She's my mom, and yes she's my real mom. " after I said that he instantly got up and engulfed me in a hug.

 "I'm so sorry you have to go through this. " I didn't know I was crying until he pulled away and wiped away the tears that fell from my eyes. "it's alright, I'm use to it, so there is no need to feel sorry for me. I live with her so it's not like I have any other choice but to take it. " his tall body was towering over me, looking into my eyes again. 

Into my soul.

 "You know you don't have to stay with her right? Don't you have friends or family you can live with? " I shook my head. "No. My friend Akyra's mom is like mine, but not as worse, and the rest of my family has disowned me because of my mom and how I am. " I whispered, stopping my crying. "I'm not trying to be creepy or anything since we've just met but would you like to live with me until you get situated? " I didn't know what to say.

 How would I get to school? 

Could he be a crazy maniac killer?

 How would I get my clothes out of my house without 'her' catching me?

 Would she force me to stay?

 I'm just gonna go for it, it's not like he can be any worse than my 'mom'. "Umm alright... I'll live with you. But how will I get to and from school? " he smiled a Million dollar smile and said "I have a car, so ill take you to and from school if u want. " I nodded my head "Alright... But I have to get clothes from my house. What if she forces me to stay?" he looked down at me worried but determined.

 " I'll go with you to make sure she doesn't try anything. I won't let her hurt you again. " people were starting to stare and whisper and it was started to freak me out so I was really ready to leave now. " Alright...now can we get out of here, people are starting to stare and whisper. " i said while nervously chuckling a little, and so did he. 

Realign we never let go of each other we quickly did and walked out of the tattoo shop, heading some were we could sit and get to know each other since apparently we're going to be living together for a while.

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