Tattoo Girl

Tattoo Girl

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Hi, I'm Keira Andersson. You probably know me from my dad who owns a designer suit, dress, shop. Well, if you don't, your in luck because This, is my story. me and my Coworker,Roommate, Sister friend, Toby Ford, all work at my dad's Designer Shop. But, My dad is on a vacation since he works so hard on making customers happy with their clothes. So, me and Toby are taking over a while. But, this isn't a normal show or story about two friends working on clothes. No,no! This is a love story. But, I'm not going to spoil it much,so you can enjoy your reading. xoxo, Keira Andersson. {WARNINGS⚠️⬇️} ⚠️DRUGS💊🚬⚠️ ⚠️ALCOHOL🍻⚠️ ⚠️MATURE🔞⚠️ ⚠️LANGUAGE🤬⚠️ ⚠️BLOOD AND NEEDLES💉⚠️ ⚠️SELF HARM🧷⚠️
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Their friends call them, Nightmare and Crimson. Sisters they are, and no matter what they stick by each other's sides. Even the worst tragedies can't break these two apart, it just brings them closer because now all they have is each other. Their loves were ruined when their dad died. He was a career fire fighter and died when a house came down on top of him. they day John died in that fire, his second daughter, Crimson, was born. Nightmare, or as some know her, Night, was only a year old. Neither girls really knew their father, but once he died life turned dark. Once they were ten and eleven they moved a their mother, Katherine, made them slaves. Beatings happened, and never stopped until they realized they were followed. That's how they met the two they were destined with. But all too soon, it gets taken from them. No more happiness, love, or compassion. Just fuzzy, hazy memories of those who you used to love. Just little familiarities to those they loved.

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