The needle hits my skin. I about scream. It's actually not as painful as I thought it would be, it still hurts ,but not as bad as people make it out to be. The little needle is cold and uncomfortable. It's not like a tapping sensation more of like a press and pull. Press and pull. Press and pull. It's starting to get annoying. I have no idea how or why Brinna puts up with this. She still hasn't put her shirt back on and I can see the tattoo is shiny and slightly swollen. Bri sees that I'm looking and turns a bit for a better view. I mentally thank her and keep examining. Even with all the other tattoos she has, this one isn't crowding them. It's actually better because we're now sharing it. Well, half way. Lesley is now just above my hip. I can feel my skin tingling and getting raw under the pressure of the constant needle. With so much detail, both of our tattoos might take a while to calm down. This is my first one and I'm really happy. This is my choice. Not my sisters entirely because I agreed. It's not Drake's. It's not mom's or dad's. It's mine.
Speaking of mom and dad. I miss them. My heart still aches each time I think of them. I talk to my mother and father sometimes though. Every once in a while I talk to them. Sometimes I right them a letter. I don't send it any where but it is something my therapist suggested. Therapist. I wonder if Bri still sees hers. She told me in that hospital that day when she thought I was under that she had a shrink that she would 'never talk to. Ever.' What if she got another? Ever since I started seeing mine, I've felt better. I could be home alone and have a conversation with my parents. Talking to myself kind of but I knew that they were listening from heaven.
Lesley has now started into my back.
" I'm sorry if this is a bit awkward to ask but I need to move this bra strap. Can you use your hands to keep yourself covered?" Lesley asked me.
" Uhhmm... sure?" I say unwillingly. This is so going to be awkward. Lesley moves the strap from her path. Here I am. Holding my bra's cup full of boob. My cheeks are warming and Bri laughs. Laughs! At this horrid stage of my life!
" Jeez Liz calm down! I know these people! They don't care! All three of them have seen worse. Especially Lesley." Brinna points out.
" Oh yeah thanks that helped. Announcing my embarrassment to the world." I joke. Really, it's just me, my sister, and her three friends in this cramped, stinky shop. I like her friends already but still...
"Good news Lizzy! Almost done!" Says Lesley.
"Yay!" I've been in this awkward chair for too long. I have my bra situated now and my legs are asleep. I bet I have a six pack by now for having to hold my hips up for so long.
"Just touching up...and.... there! Done."
" See that wasn't too bad Liz! All done and we look great!" Bri compliments. She's right. We look great. Lesley made ours exactly alike. If we stand side by side and press our hips together, the vines look the same. It's so cool and I'm so happy I've done this. My sister and I take so many pictures and selfies that we had to make our own album. I love my sister and I love her friends. Even all of them got in several pictures too. Brinna really surrounded herself with a great group of people. Now, nap time.
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(A/N) hey! How'ed you like the chapter! btw, when I was editing, I found that I kept saying 'Presley' instead of 'Lesley' in the last chapter so I fixed that and I'm sorry! So Lizzy really does fall for Brinna's little cover up. Do you think Liz talking to her parents is weird? people do that and their not crazy sooooo yeah. Love y'all and spread the word!
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Novela Juvenil"The question in life really isn't 'Who do you love?' It's 'Who are you willing to be weak for?'"
