My life is a lie.

It should not of happened like this.

The shop was dark and damp, almost like a basement. Never Shout Never played over the large hanging speakers throughout the store.

"You ready?" Drew asked.

I'm not fucking ready, does it look like I am?

"Yeah, I guess so."

As I walked across the shop I noticed Andrew talking to the owner.

Fishy.

Nonchalantly walking over he said, "I found your tattoo."

Great. Just great.

"And it's a surprise!"

First I was told to sit down. Okay, I can do that.

Second they would wipe my collar bone with an antibacterial wipe. That wouldn't hurt.

Third was drawing so I could actually see what I was getting. Also wouldn't hurt.

Then was the ink and that will hurt, really fucking bad.

"Are ya okay Char?"

"Mhm." I'm lying I really really don't want to do this.

After the ink was permanently sown into my skin I realized that it wasn't a dove, it was a heart with a bottle of beer.

"What the hell is this?"

"A heart and beer, do you not like it?"

"No it's cool, kinda hipster I guess."

"Great, um I'll be right back," Drew said nervously.

I watched Drew quickly walk to the back of the shop following close behind was the owner.

That's seems suspicious.

They both sneaked into the office leaving the door slightly open.

"Is she going to be okay with this?" Asked the lady.

"Yeah, I think we're finally ready." Drew quietly whispered.

Tears began to run down my cheeks.

"How could you, you slut!!" I barged in yelling.