Viva La Hella

Forever and Always

It's a cold late afternoon in late January. The punk is ready. She's excitedly hops on the counter. She cheerfully whistles. Rachel laughs quietly.

'Guess you're in a great mood'
'Hella! I'm ready for my last customer for the week'
'Weekend, here we come!' she smiles as she glances at the white board 'So... What are you doing for Max?'
'A blue butterfly. It symbolizes our destiny'
'Your destiny?'
'Aha. We saw a blue butterfly on the day we reunited. That symbolizes us. We were destined to get back together'
'Wish I never left' she sighs 'You must've had much fun together'
'Our first week was crazy. And for some months we tried to get over all the horrors we discovered. But right after that everything was so great, yeah. I'm so getting ready for our anniversary, too. I'm pumped for that and I'm gonna start working on the gift next week. I hope I'll have enough time to finish that.'
'Attention everyone! Chloe Price's gonna get creative, starting next week!' she laughs.
'Oh, shut up!' she jumps off as the brunette steps in 'Heeeey!' she greets her with a wide smile and a hug.
'Hi' she smiles softly.
'How was your last exam?'
'Hopefully passed. And if I did, I have some time before spring semester starts. And that way we could spend some time together. Or at least a little bit more'
'I'd hella love that!' she kisses the photographer on the cheek.
'Oh my God, you two are still so over for each other!' the blondie laughs 'You lucky bastards!'
'Bless this moment! And all bow to the power of love!' the bluenette winks 'So...' she turns back to Max 'are you ready?'
'I hope so?'
'Geez, you're hella nervous!'
'Will it hurt?'
'I can't promise anything'
'Okay, okay...' she takes a deep breath 'I'm ready'
'Are you sure?'
'Yes. I'm sure' she nods smiling.
'Check out the image on the computer. If you find that okay, I'm gonna get the stencil and you'll get your tattoo'
'It looks good.'
'Great. Everything's ready. Get in and take your top off until I get the stencil.'
'Sure' she nods as she walks into the private room.
'First tattoo, right?' Rachel smiles.
'I have no idea how you knew it' she grins as she gets the stencil.
'Hey, let me see that picture!' she rushes to the computer.
'Slow down, slow down!' she laughs.
'It looks so cool! And by the way... I forgot to tell you I'm going out tonight. Don't wait for me.'
'Well, I'm hella worried! Where are you staying tonight?'
'Well... Does it matter?'
'Of course it does!'
'I didn't wanna tell, but as you're so worried... Remember Max's course mate?'
'Which one exactly?' she rolls her eyes.
'Layla.'
'I guess'
'We've been dating for a while'
'Back to girls?' she smirks.
'Back to love! But... Don't tell Max, okay? We wanna know if we work out. We wanna be sure. And then... we're gonna tell her, I swear'
'Not my business' she picks up the stencil 'I've got work to do!' she winks 'But seriously, take care and have fun tonight!'
'Get that tattoo ready, I wanna see it!'
'I'm on that!'

She walks into the private room. Max looks at her nervously. She slowly walks toward. Her arms wrap around the tattooist's neck. She kisses her long.

'It was a long day. I missed you' the brunette blushes.
'It's okay. I missed you, too. But tonight the flat is ours. So I'm gonna give you all the attention you need.'
'It sure sounds good.' she kisses her again.
'You know, the sooner we finish this, the sooner we get home'
'Okay, okay'
'Now, show me the place' she looks at Max's chest.
'What about here?'
'Perfect. Now, let me...' she places the stencil carefully 'Check it out in the mirror'
'Fine. It'll be good, I think'
'Then lie down' she puts on the rubber gloves and gets some ink.
'What are you doing?' she smiles.
'You wanna know about every single step?' she grins.
'That would be great. I'd get a glimpse of what you do every day'
'So, I have the black ink right here. I'll have some water to rinse the needles. And now I'm gonna choose a needle'
'Does it really matter?'
'Of course it does. Check them out. First, I'm gonna get the lines. And the lines gotta be done with a single pass. I have one chance for every single line'
'And if you fuck up, I'm gonna fuck you up' she grins.
'I won't. Just tell me when you're ready.'
'I'm ready.'
'One more thing. I'm getting this one on your chest. So you shouldn't breathe when I'm lining. If my hand slips...'
'Okay.'
'You take a deep breath when I get some ink and hold it 'til I'm tattooing.'
'I get it. I'm ready.'
'Okay.' she looks into her eyes as the needles touch her skin 'And tell me immediately if it unbearably hurts.'