Chapter 1
I woke up to the sound of my bedroom door opening to see my fiancée come in with a tray with crepes, strawberries and blueberries with a monster on the side.
"Good morning honey" he said to me smiling and placing the tray on the bedside table.
"Derek! You shouldn't have!!" I said in delight. I put my hands on his cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss.
"Now I'll never get out of bed."
Derek laughed and pulled away slowly. He smiled at me and kissed me once more before leaving for work. Derek had short brown hair and brown eyes. He had sharp cheek bones with complemented him completely. He was 5ft 11 and skinny but strong because he's a construction worker. He's 23 years old and I am 19 years old.
My job is a tattoo artist and I enjoy every minute of it. Derek and I got matching tattoos. They're a heart over our hearts that says each other's names. I slowly began eating my breakfast as I turned on the tv. As usual I had the news on to find out the weather for today. When I finished my breakfast I decided to have a shower before I went to work so I pulled the covers off myself and patted over to the en suite.
Together, we lived in a apartment that was perfect for the two of us. It had the cutest kitchen and living room. It had a second bedroom which is our office/spare bedroom. We had 3 cats and their names are Raven, Batman and Noisy. Raven has her name cause she's completely black, batman got her name cause she's completely black but has a white spot on her Che's that looks like a bat and noisy cause she meows all the time.
I turned on the shower than proceeded to take my clothes off. Underneath my clothes, on my body, I have scars. Scars from my shoulders down to my wrist, along my chest, my stomach, my legs... I used to self harm during high school but when I met Derek in my freshman year he was the most popular scene guy in the school. And he was a senior. I never expected him to ask me out, I always thought that he'd go for the prettier girls or the nicer girls. When he graduated we continued dating but he didn't really know about my self harm till my junior year when he visited my family for Christmas.
He helped me out of it and as soon as I graduated he proposed to me. I have never had a more happy time in my life. I step into the shower and wash my hair and body, then I shave and sit there for a while enjoying the water flowing down onto my head. I turn off the shower and step out, wrapping a towel around my chest and I start getting my blow dryer out.
I start blow drying my light purple hair and shape it the way it's suppose to go. Then I proceed to put my makeup on. It was black eyeshadow and black winged eyeliner with black lipstick. I then walked back into my room and walk over to my closet. I decided to wear a black corset with a black skirt that went to my mid thigh and fishnet tights underneath. I grabbed some undergarments and put those on then the clothes I was wearing today. Then I quickly put on a black chocker.
I walked out of my bedroom to find all the cats sleeping in the living room. I made sure they had food in their dish and put on a pair of black doc martins. I grabbed my satchel and left my apartment, making sure it was locked when I left. I made my way down to the car garage and got into my white Mercedes and started driving down to the tattoo parlour.
When I finally got there I parked my car in employee parking and ran up to the front door. I swung it open frantically knowing I was late because of L.A. traffic and ran behind the desk. Then I realize that the closed sign was on the door so I switched it to open and proceeded to sit in the office chair in front of the computer. A few minutes later someone came in.
"Hi welcome to pins and needles, can I help you today?" I said in a cheery voice.
"I came here for an appointment." He said with a deep voice. He wore all black and had snakebites. His nose was pierced and he had long hair.
