Tattoo ➸ l.h.

four | walls

four | walls

Do you think you'll be coming back to get a tattoo anytime soon?

Yeah, probably really really soon, I replied to Luke's text. I'm not sure if he if he was eager to tattoo me again and get more money, or if he was excited to make fun of my tattoo decision.

Oh, okay... cool.

I set my phone down on the bedside table, then snuggled farther into my blankets. It's been four days since Belle and I had started looking for tattoo ideas for me, and still, we have found absolutely none that I liked.

It was a difficult process in all honesty. I mean, I'm going to be choosing something that will be on my body for the rest of my life, and that was a long time. So, if it was going to be there for awhile, I might as well make it count.

"You okay? You look bothered." Belle came into our shared bedroom, two cups of tea in her hands. I knew it was tea because the both of us hated coffee. Plus, I had requested that she make me tea awhile ago.

"I really want a new tattoo, but I'm not sure what to get a tattoo of." I took the white mug out of Belle's hands, and she sat down next to me on my bed.

"Well, don't rush yourself into anything." Belle said, then laid her mug down on the bedside table. She quickly got her laptop, turned it on, then sat next to me, "Speaking of tattoos, since you want to get a quote, I think I found some pretty cool ones that you might like."

I nodded, scooting closer to her, "Show me them."

"Okay, here's the first one." She said, showing me a picture of a tattoo someone had gotten that read, You are confined only by the walls you build yourself.

I glanced towards Belle, I knew exactly why she had chosen this quote.

"I have another one-" I cut my best friend off.

"No, I want that one." My voice sternly stated.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm one hundred percent sure. We both know why I want that tattoo." I stared at Belle, and she turned to give me a knowing look.

"When are you gonna call in to get it done?" She asked, and I grabbed my phone from the bedside table, laying my mug down in the process.

"I'm gonna call in now and see if I can book an appointment for this weekend. I'm really excited to get this tattoo, especially excited for this one." I dialed the familiar number, and within two rings, my ears were met with the voice of Noah.

"Wick's Tattoo Parlour, how may I be at your service?" His soft voice answered.

"Hi Noah, it's Nora. I'm calling in to see if I can get an appointment for Saturday." I said, picking at my nails.

"Gimme a sec." He paused. "Saturday at five in the afternoon?"

"That sounds perfect. You have all my information, right?" I asked, and Noah let out a "mhmm."

"Okay, see you on Saturday then, Nora." Noah said. I hung up, laying my phone down on my blanket covered lap.

"So, looks like you're getting a new tattoo." Belle commented, shutting her laptop off.

I nodded, "Yup, and hopefully many more."

"Can I come with you? I just want to watch how Luke acts with you. Not to be creepy, but I could like, tell you if he likes you or not." Belle smirked, and I frowned.

"Absolutely not!"

"C'mon, please!" Belle pleaded, dragging out the "e."

"No."