Try(ing too) Hard

"Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory." ~ Dr. Seuss

I dropped out of school with my boyfriend, Calum, a year and a half ago midway through year 10. He promised his band would go big and he'd take care of me. One of those came true the other was a distraction. I begged him not to do this to me and I reminded him of everything good that happened while we were together that could have only happened if we were together but it didn't seem to change his mind. I finally got up off my lazy butt 4 months after he ended it and got two jobs, one at a tattoo parlor where my brother works as an aprentice to him and the other as a helper to my friend who is an event planner. I've changed a lot since i've last seen him. I cut my brown hair to my shoulders and dyed it a deep purple (it looks black but oh well), i've gotten quite a few tattoos which was a given as well as piercings. I take out a lot of my piercings and get new ones all the time. I have a bunch of little scars from it but i don't care, the constant change keeps me aware that it happens and it leaves a mark when it does. My name is Qwin by the way. Since my mom is Irish she wanted an Irish name but since my dad thought he was a hotshot punk american at the time he changed the spelling.

"Qwin come here you need to help me clean up this mess."

I open the curtain to see someone on the floor unconcious, some throw up and a person in the chair looking like they just came out of a war zone.

I mumbled "If you can't handle it get the fuck out."

My brother shot me a look and handed me a cold towel to put on the unconcious persons head who was placed on a tattoo table by Ty and Rose, other workers. I put the towel on their head and started to clean up the throw up which had me gagging. I heard the door open and a really loud 'Hey!'. Me being too busy trying not to throw up on the throw up had me too occupied to really even care until i stood up and turned around to see through the curtain a familiar kiwi chatting it up with my brother which almost made me another victim of fainting. I saw my brother motion to the back and he looked straight at me and stared for a while before starting to move closer. I moved out from the curtain with no expression.

"Hey Qwin."