Tattoos And Body Count

Be careful on the loud

For some reason the pain I imagined in my head is a lot more compared to the pain I'm actually feeling at the moment. Probably because I'm still at disbelief that this is actually happening. The heck! I'm writing a stranger's name at my thigh and I can't think of anything else than what to do to the owner of the name as my revenge. Lara has got to pay for this and I'll make her pay surely.

Brooke kept staring at me like she was hoping I wouldn't pass out or something.

"Are you okay?" she said when the deed was finally done.

"Why shouldn't I be" I replied trying to hide how hurt I feel emotionally.

"That's the spirit girl, after this we'll go somewhere" she said playfully punching my right shoulder and I nodded.

Apparently we didn't have to pay for the tattoo cause Nathan has already settled it, something about beginner's starter pack. Whatever that means.

I got up to walk and the pain that grip me was immeasurable, damn, this stupid thing hurts like hell. I managed to make my way to the door alone. Just so those creeps won't see me as a lame girl. But as we pass the alley back to the street I asked Brooke to grab my hand and walk with me.

She took me pass some streets in Eastmont neighborhood, until we finally got to a stop at a playing ground, she surveyed the area and silently walk me to a narrow road that lead to a door in the middle. She knocked the door and it was answered by a black blabbering girl, who might be at her early twentys cause she definitely looked older than the both of us. Distant music started blaring from inside the room.

"Sup B, who's the newbee" she asked as she opens the door to let us through.

Brooke laughed "The newbee name is Mia, she's new here, she just got her first tattoo so I made her come to get a blunt to celebrate"

I got in trailing Brooke's footsteps, there were other older girls in the room about four of them. The music grew louder as I step in, and it's deafening. "Mia this is Betty" Brooke introduced me to the door lady

"Hi" I offered with a smile.

She only smirk and went in to join the other girls sitting in the room. "What is that smell?" I ask Brooke quietly

"That Mi armor is why we're here" she said settling down on a couch and tapping the vacant edge of the couch for me to sit as well. I did and then ask "And that is?"

"To smoke a joint silly" she said putting a blunt in her mouth and lighting it

I watched in amazement as she inhale and exhale the stick, she cough then pass it on to me to try as well. I did. I inhale the smoke and exhale it almost immediately. Then she said "Not like that, you gotta breathe it in before you let it out"

So I tried it again and this time I coughed. Which resulted in a laughter among them. And I did it a couple of times more before I pass it back to Brooke. Now the music is starting to relax my body somewhat to an extent and then I start grooving to it. Brooke saw this and she insisted we both dance. We did and the pain at my thigh felt a lot more faint. Like it was never even there to say the least.

We did this for over an hour, passing a joint around, laughing and eating biscuits.

I got up to go use the restroom then I check my phone it was 7.30pm. Mum would be worried sick, I wonder why she hasn't called yet. I got back into the room and told Brooke that we have to go. She hesitated at first mumbling something I barely hear, I pull her up and make her see the time on my phone. We grab our bags and make our way outside without even saying goodbye to our host.

We walk rather swiftly and uncoordinated to the bus stop. We managed to get a bus going to Fitchburg and scurried to a seat, laughing at the slightest funny things as we get by.

I waved bye to Brooke and I took a cab to our address and try to compose myself as I got to our house. I opened the door, mum and Noah was at the sitting room seeing a movie. "Hey I'm home" I said intentionally sounding tired and uninterested in what she might want to throw at me.

"Hey honey, why are you home late?" she said, her concern showing in her voice.

"I'm just are" I said rolling my eyes and headed to my room. I heard mum calling out "Your dinner is in the refrigerator, do you want me to microwave it for you?" but I choose not to reply. I slam my door and bounced on the bed. I don't feel hungry, in fact I don't feel anything I'm just present. I stare at the ceiling till I doze off to sleep.

The next morning I woke up with a migraine, I guess this is what they call an hangover. I reluctantly got off of bed to go piss. I wash myself up and dressed up with a little make up to hide my baggy and sour face. I got to the kitchen and mum was there.

"Morning honey" she said

"Morning mum" I replied, still tired and in need of rest. "where's Noah?" I ask

"He's gone to school with David and his mum, such a pleasant lady she is" my mum replied with smile.

"Oh, that leaves you and I today, great!" I said in dismay.

"Huh I was hoping you could catch the bus to school today honey, I gotta run by some errands for my boss" she said in a pout

"Not the bus mum, wassup, you could just drop me off" I disapproved

"It's not the same location and I don't wanna be late honey. Here's some cash for lunch and for the bus" she replied, handing me 50 bucks "Bye honey" she said, fetching her bag and kissing my forehead before she stomps off the door

"So much for a goodbye" I said loudly rolling my eyes and that action hurts as well.

I threw my bag on my shoulder and I called Brooke "b***h where you at?" I ask when she answered the phone

"I'm still home, why?" she replied

"Can we go to eastmont again today. I don't feel like going to school" I said

"Hell yeah, I have nothing to do in school too" she replies with a giggle

"Cool, text me your addy then, I'll come fetch you at yours" I said hanging up the call.

A text came in from Brooke almost immediately. I lock the frontdoor and kept the key under the doormat.

I hitch a cab and call out the addy to the driver. I got to the location and call Brooke cell. She didn't pick but I see her crossing the street to come meet me.

"How's your thigh?" she ask on the bus to eastmont

"Still hurts like hell" I replied touching the spot. I couldn't even put on a trouser today cause of how much it'll tight the surface, and I guess it needs space to breathe, so I wore a short gown to allow some air in.

We got off the bus and headed to the same place as yesterday, we knocked but nobody answered

"Don't you have her cellphone number or anything?" I ask Brooke

"No I don't, we don't keep in touch should in case one of us gets in trouble, apparently she might be in one now" she replies

"Damn it, we can't go back to school now cause we late for first period" I lamented

"Let's call chase" she suggested

"What has he got to do with this?" I ask surprised now

"I mean he could hook us up" she said putting the phone to her ear now. I rolled my eye has I hear an hello from the other end of the line.

They mumbled and grumbled and Brooke finally hung up. "Lets go"

"Where to now?"

"You'll see"

We took a cab then. And I read the sign that says Webster, this neighborhood is closer to mine. We got off and she lead me through the streets. She called chase again, and I could see him walking at the far end of the street, we started to walk to get to him. Brooke shook his hand and he just said an "Hey" to me. Weirdo I ignored the obsolete formality and chose to ask "Why are you not in school?"

"I should ask you the same thing" he replies looking at me coldly now before leading us to a place. Who those he think he is?

He opened a door with a key from his pocket and ushers us in.

"Is this place yours?" I ask again

"Do you think it's not?" he replies my question with another question, this nigga has so much nerve I tell you.

I roll my eye and sit down on a stool, choosing not to be to comfortable. Brooke watch in suspense as the energy between us grew fictional as the time passed but then she broke the silence and ask "what do you have for me?"

"Here" Chase threw a plastic bag to her, apparently filled with grass. Okay this is what we're here for.

As Brooke started rolling the blunt, the air in the room grew tighter and the pain in my thigh increases. I searched the room for the fan switch, and got up when I find it. I switch it on and tilted my gown a little bit up to review the wound at my thigh. I saw Chase's gaze land on them. And I could till he was bewildered, probably in shock that I wrote Lara's on it. "I thought you are to write Nathan's name" he said inform of a question.

"You thought wrong" I replied in a pout.

He smiled now, and I wonder why that is, was he glad that it was Lara I wrote on my thigh instead of Nathan. I rolled my eye.

Brooke pass me the blunt after she lit it up. I inhale and exhale just like yesterday, only I coughed again, very hard this time, this one is coming on strong, much stronger than the one I had yesterday.

"Be careful on the loud" Chase said with a grin and a blunt on his lips as well

The energy in the room cooled off much quicker and every one was laughing and dancing. Chase even held my hand at some point, trailing words on it for me to guess, I got most of them correctly and at the end of it he kisses my check.

This went on and on, till I found myself on his lap twerking to a rap music. I could feel his d**k hard on through his jeans and I intentionally settled on it. He grabs me by the waist and caress my thigh, not minding the fresh wound, I close my eyes trying to close my mind off of the pain. His touches sent heat waves through my spine and I lean in for more. With my head next to his neck I kiss his temple and this made him quiver. He touch my boobs slowly at first perhaps seeking for permission. I gave it to him as I lead his firm hand to grip on my left boobs more tightly. He slit hands into my gown and grab each blossom with his hands, I resolve to a moan with this, wanting more. I opened my eye and I didn't see Brooke anymore, apparently she's excused us. She's so cool.

Knowing this, I lost control and I stood up to take my cloth off. He held my hand then saying "Are you sure about this?"

"I don't care, I just love how it feels" I replied

"I love how it feels too" he said releasing my hand

I took off my gown and I was naked with no care in the world. He did the same and his erection shot like a missile on a mission.

I got closer now numbing his lip, he took control of the motion and he pulled me closer carrying me to a different room entirely perhaps a different galaxy. He layed me down on a soft surface perhaps a bed and trail kisses down my body, leaving no skin left untouched.

He suck on my n****e like a milk hungry baby. Then he parted my legs and searched for my Gspot with his mouth. He licked, tongued my v****a and I moan, almost lost in ecstacy. He slit a finger into me and I moan harder now. His finger went in and out in soft motions and I almost broke out in tears.

I pull him closer to run kisses over his face and lips. He then pull his d**k closer to my opening, my legs quiver expecting his entrance. He looked at me right in the eye and I see his whole being through his brown eye. He slowly enters my opening and I moan both in pain for the novel intrusion, this made him look up searching my face, and it dawn on him that I have never done this before. That this was my first. He touches my faces and pull out ever so gently, then went in as slowly as ever, I grabbed his bum asking for more, begging him to thrust in faster and he did. He increased the motion. Thrusting with his might. I could feel every inch of him in my p***y. This went on for a moment till I broke into a release moaning and gripping the sheets of the bed and he pulled out sharply releasing his load on the sheets with a loud moan of his own. We lay on the bed, out of breath and out of all senses of reasoning. So we waited a bit in the same position as we caught both one after the other.