A "USE TO BE" Love (sequel to my suppose to be life)2014 - DISCONTINUED

chapter 3: The tattoo

JOYCE P.O.V. 

I woke up this morning and I've been thinking..." I should get a tattoo" As you know I'm tattoo free so why not? I already know what I want it to look like.  Marilyn monroe in black and white holding two guns across her chest with tattoos all over her arms and a bandana on her face. The tattoos on her arms will say the names of all my loved ones. I  know DAT ISH GON' BE BEAUTIFUL!!!!! I'm not bringing chres with me Imma bring dynia. I want it to be a surprise. I am aware that this will hurt like hell but the whole point of the tattoo makes it worth it. It's just to show that being beautiful doesn't mean you're weak and self centered. You can also be tough and caring like me. I care about a lot of people so this is very important to me.  I already called dynia and told her and she seems kinda unsure of it but she's coming. We plan on going at 2:00 and It's 1:40 so imma get ready.

(WHEN SHE GOT READY)

I wore  a yellow, sleeveless button down shirt with blue jeans and yellow T Raws. I put my hair in a high ponytail and put on some jewelry. Chres is at work and layla is at my mom's so no-one is here but me. I picked up my keys,purse and walked out the house. After locking the door, I got in the car and called my mom.

mom: hello?

me: hey mom...what would you  say if I told you I wanna get a tattoo?

Mom: ummm umm This call has been sent to an automatic voice message. Please leave your message at the beep. BEEEEEP. *hangs up*

Me: omg really?

My mom got a tattoo on her left side. I can only imagine how bad it hurt since she got it right there but i'm getting it on my right arm. It can't hurt that bad...can it?

DYNIA P.O.V.

Joyce called me talkin bout she finna get a tattoo. Is she outta her damn mind? That shit is painful. Naw, ian got one but my momma do and I went with her to get it. She sounded like she was giving birth. *sigh* Really joyce?

RED P.O.V

I was cleaning my machine off and two ladies walked into my shop. The lightskinned one walked up to the desk and asked to get a tattoo. She signed the sign in sheet and sat in the waiting area.

Me: I'm free, come on

She Came over and sat in the chair with her friend next to her.

Me: *shakes her hand* hi im red and you are?

Joyce: I'm joyce and this is dynia.

Me: *puts alchohol on her arm* Oh yea I've seen you before, like on magazines and stuff.  Your first tattoo huh? *smirks*

Joyce: yup *stares at my arms*

Me: what? *looks down then back at her*

Joyce: Those are really nice but its a lot

Me: some of em hurt more than others but you're only getting one so you'll be fine *pats her shoulder*

joyce: We'll see

JOYCE P.O.V.

dats reeal easy fa her to say. Her hair is bright red and her ears have gages with big black earings in them. She has colorful fruits and tigers n shit all up her arms with sharp clean outlines. I can tell she knows

1 hour Later

Red: so you're a model?

Me: I'm actually a choreographer and a song writer so I get features in magazines.