Dyed In the Wool

2

Typing away at my computer on the make shift desk Ryan had made me, I shivered as Ghost squirted concealer on the giant tattoo on my ankle. "That's cold." I commented, checking the time.

"Sorry." He said, but it sounded mumbled as he went about covering my artwork. He had already taken care of the few I had scattered across the other leg.

I was a paranoid girlfriend. MIW fans knew that Ryan had a girlfriend, and they were cool about it, excited about it even. But because I was a chicken and a person who hates recognition and being in the limelight, and because of my job, he has had to keep my identity a secret. He is covering my tattoos because, Ryan has posted pictures of our legs, and it's a pretty recognizable piece of work. Sighing, I picked up my phone, dialing a number I unfortunately knew by heart, I looked at the progress he had made. "I'm such a shitty girlfriend." I mumbled more to myself than Ghost.

"No you aren't. I don't think most girlfriends would be doing two jobs while they traveled. One maybe, but not two." He commented.

The line rang, I nodded. "I guess." I agreed, even though I knew he was a hundred percent correct. Not only was I working a near full 8 hours while everyone else was sleeping, but I helped with the merch booth with the other girls and a few other people who had been brought along for that sole purpose. That was the reason that he was having to cover my legs. Rumor was that Ryan's girlfriend was on tour, and everyone wanted to be the first to actually get her face on camera.

"Thank you for calling Burke MedComm, This is Anna how may I direct your call?"

"Anna, it's Gemma. Will you put me into the call?"

"Yeah, sure thing. Where are you guys on this grand tour?" she asked, only one of the few people that I work with that knew of Ryan's actual band.

"In Nashville actually."

"Your hometown!" She laughed.

"Yeah, I'll do lunch with my parents before we leave, so it'll be nice." I commented.

"Well, not going to lie, I am super jealous of you. Please keep sending pictures."

"Will do." I promised, and then there was a click and then I was transferred to the Monday morning call. This was a normal occurrence, a meeting held every morning that went over what we're going to accomplish in a day for the people in our department It was a way to hold everyone accountable, because accountability was a big hurdle in our company. Monday morning meetings were the only one I had to be in attendance for, just so I could go over my orders and let everyone know where I was.

"Done." Ghost smiled as I looked down at my legs, the tattoos I had on my lower half completely concealed. No one could look at them and notice something was missing or wrong with my legs.

"You're a genius."

"I know." he boasted. "Let me know when you are off your call so I can get your arms. Kylie says you have to be down there in thirty minutes. You shouldn't have to help put anything up this morning. Taking everything down... is another story."