The Irish Tattooist

Chapter 26

TRIGGER WARNING NEAR THE END- Violence

Ripper had club business the next morning- something that involved him beating the shit out of a Rival club leader who had been plotting against Hugh and the Sons of Cocidius for some time now. I kissed him goodbye and he left with a wink, being the epitome of the badass he was and riding away on his motorcycle. 

I threw on one of his shirts and a pair of black jeans, lacing up my red doc martens and braiding my hair quickly- I had work with Slater today, but I was also having lunch with dad. 

It had only been around two days, but felt like we hadn't seen eachother in ages. 

Slater looked up from a woman's back he was tattooing when I walked in, whistling lowly as his eyes ran up and down me. 

"I swear honey bee, you could wear a potato sac and make a man get a boner" 

I clicked my tongue and fell into my seat, going through the appointments for today. "Thank you Slater. And thank you for saying it when my boyfriend wasn't here" 

Slater waved his hands. "I know your boyfriend would fry my ass, so I can only save my compliments for our private time" 

He was a tramp but I loved him like a brother. 

The woman on the table raised her head, eyes zeroing in on me. "You're Ripper's girlfriend? The infamous Corin Kane?" 

I nodded slowly, wondering how she came to know about me. The woman didn't even seem to mind the pain on her back and grinned enthusiastically. 

"Holy shit. Lady, you are seriously my fucking idol- getting a man like Ripper an holding him down- you are the literal shit man" 

I didn't know if being compared to shit was the highlight of my day- but I took it with a smile nonetheless. The girl was young and around Seamus's age, with a pretty, cherubic like face and strawberry blonde hair. 

"What's your name" I asked, rolling over to her in my seat. She blushed darkly and held out a hand. 

"I'm Tina Banks. My parents own the supermarket down the road" 

I shook her hand and smiled, liking her already. Anyone who had the guts to say what came to their mind was someone I could be friends with. 

Slater pushed the girl's head back onto the headpiece, clicking his tongue at me in a mock growling way. "Leave the customers alone Corin. I have work to do" 

The door opened with a ding, my next appointment coming in- the ever elusive Bianca. She strutted in, in her staple bright tie dye tee- this time in acid like yellow, pink and green- ripped jeans and her favourite worn pair of black boots. 

She pointed finger guns at me, falling into the client chair and pushing the sleeve of one arm up. 

"How have you been girl? I've heard quite a bit from Beast Boy" 

I smirked at the nickname Bianca had for her beau, rubbing some alcohol on the bare skin just above her guitar tattoo. 

"This and that you know, threatening and contemplating beating bitches." 

Bianca nodded impassively, examining her nails. She opened her mouth to speak before Tina's enthusiastic voice interrupted us. 

"Oh. My. God. You're Bianca! THE BIANCA! The one who tamed the heart of the Beast" 

Bianca gave the girl an up and down look, eyes flicking to the large cat tattoo she was getting on her back. "That would be me. And you're.....?"

Tina's head snapped up, a wide smile on her face as she held out her hand. "Tina Banks. I've been wanting to meet you two for literal years. I mean, even though you've only been here for months, I feel like, so excited to be able to finally meet you!"