The boy in the hospital bed

Chapter 22-Tattoos.

                "What movie do you want to see?" Nathan asks me somewhat out of breath.

                "Are you okay?" I question him, worried about his health.

                "Im fine, Love." He informs me while giving me a winning smile.

               "Are you guys ready?" The worker asks me. I push Nathan to the counter.

                "Um, Yes. Can we see," My eyes scan the board with he move list. "Mama?" I say asking Nathan. He shakes his head in approval .

                "Of course. Your total is 11.50." The worker tells me. I pull out the exact change while Nathan gives the cashier a twenty dollar bill. "Its ok. I got it." We say at the same time.

                 "Brandy, Jut take it." He puts it in my hand and grabs my wrist, he guides my hand and makes me give it to the nice man. I read his name. JOSH . Josh laughs at us. Not in a mean way but in a "That was cute." way. He has the body of a football player. The brood shoulders and hes built, Really built. Before he hands me the tickets he says something to me.

         "Brandy right? You , You keep him. For as long as you can. And Nathan, Keep her. No matter what. Do something scary then this movie ok?"

         "I will. Thanks Man, Take care." Nathans says to Josh. "When the movie is over, im going to tell her where we should go." We then go the room and get ready to get scared to death.

  The movie inst as scary as I thought is was. When the bright lights faded I find something to focus on. Someone. Nathan. When I look at the movie I see a girl get trapped by a evil MAMA. I feel Nathans cold hands wrap around my hand. I shiver unexpectedly. "Why are your hands so cold?"I whisper. somethings off. I can just feel it. I know.

              "Don't worry about it Princesses." He then plants a warm kiss on my forehead.

              "Take a left here, Sharp right here, Left here, left here, Pull in right here." Nathan tells me. Where in the car. Going to whatever place he is telling me to go to.

             "Uh, Nathan, What are we doing at the 'Ink house'?"  I've always wanted one but my mom would kill me.

             "I wanted a sandwich." He tells me sarcastically. I give him a 'Im-Not-In-The-Mood-To-Be-Messed-With-look.' He laughs, "Your getting a tattoo."

                "No I am not."

               "Yes you are."

                "Am not."

               "Are too."

               "Am not.." (I think you get the picture...) 

             "Nathan is that you?!!!" Someone overly happy yells from across the room.   

               "Yes Aunt. Sara, Its me." He yells back. A tall slim woman walks out wearing a pink shirt and a pair of high wasted shorts. "Why, who is this beautiful young lady?" His aunt says pointing to me.

                 

                   

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