Is This Reality

Loose Lips Sink Ships

After two months I'm finally back to tattooing people. I would say its long over due but I do miss my kids a lot more than I thought I would. Luckily my friend Diana offeree to watch them. Austin said I was crazy cause of her dreads and all she wasn't fit to watch them but she was the only game in town and so far she has been great with them.

I'm finally over Alan. He is dating some blonde girl that I can totally see right through. Im not gonna say anything to him though. Don't get me wrong I don't want him back and I'm not jealous but I still care about him. He is the father of my children.

"You have a request. Someone wants to get tattooed by you and refuses to get tatted by anyone else. Says your the best" the receptionist of the tattoo shop, Jane, told me. 

"Whats their name" I asked, my curious getting the better of me.

"Um, oh shit what is his name. I think it was Charlie. Something like that. Hrs coming in soon" she said and I didn't know anyone by the name of Charlie. At least I don't think I did. Trying to jog my memory as I set up my station I tried to think. The only guy I know that's remotely close to a c name that I knew was my father. But I never knew him or his name. I looked up and an older guy with tattoos covering his arms and neck was walking towards me. As he got closer I noticed he was pretty tab like myself and we had similar features. But he looked just like my sister. His hair was dark brown and in a bun. He had pretty big gauges and a septum. I stood up and shook his had. Eager to find out who he was.

"You look so much like your mother" he said as he sat down. I was beyond confused.

"I'm sorry do I know you" I asked feeling confused as hell.

"I'm your father Marilyn. My name is Charlie" he said. I was feeling a mix of emotions. I was hurt. Confused. Happy.

"So what is it that you want" I tried to focus.

"I want an entire back piece. One where it looks like my skin is tearing and it looks like gears and shit. I know you can do it" he said. I smiled. We had similar taste in tattoos. I went and started drawing ideas and brought them out to him. He chose one and I laid out the paper  on his back an got started with the outline.

"Why did you leave" I asked. He chuckled.

"You know your a lot like me with that mouth of yours. But I did leave and I am sorry for never being in your lives. I left because your mom forced me too. She chose a drug dealer over me  I tried to take you kids with me but she had so much shit on me that I couldn't or I would be arrested. I still regret not taking you anyways. I really am sorry" he said and I smiled.

"Mom was horrible. She chose drugs over us all the time. I had to help her sometimes with guys and please them too. She let them rape me all the time and she didn't give a shit. When I would try to go to the cops she would threaten my life. I never let Aaron get involved in it though" I confessed and he shook his head.

"Kid I'm really sorry. I tried everything. You take after me alright. With the tattoos. I used to be a tattoo artist when I was younger. Your mom made me quit. I loved it" he said an I smiled.

16 hours later we were done. I was beyond tired and ready to go see my babies. I stretched then put clear wrap around him and told him the details and how to take care of it.

"It was really nice seeing you dad. You should come over sometime. Meet the kids. I'm sure Aaron would love to meet you. She never got too" I suggested and smiled. He said he would love that so I gave him my number and he walked me to my car. When he gave me a hug it felt like home. Not the kind of home I feel with Austin but home as in with my dad. Safe and sound. I let go finally and got in my car.

Someone tested me so before I pulled off I checked it. Diana.

Diana:hey hurry home. I have to leave now.

I texted her back and pulled onto the highway. Speeding there I didn't notice when I went to turn there was a car speeding towards me. I screamed and before I knew it all I saw was blood and glass. The clash of metal against metal. Then everything went black.