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How depressing.
I open the car door and get out.
She follows and we walk to Underground Ink.
The door is open, but the sign says closed.
I wait while Ari switches to English with the owner. “He just wants something small.”
Tyler peers around her. “I actually already planned for something, want a surprise? I knew you’d be back after a few months.”
I nod and speak in English. “Yes, let’s do it.”
He gives me a thumbs up, and I just trust him as I walk further into the shop and sit down while Ari pulls out a chair next to us.
He puts the stencil on my skin while Ari checks her phone. Everything is normal, the pain isn’t bad, and he’s done in like, fifteen minutes.
I haven’t even looked yet, it’s on my wrist so I’m bleeding a bit because of the shallow veins, he covers it with saran wrap and tape after rubbing Vaseline all over it. “Don’t get it wet until tomorrow night.”
“Yup.” I get up and freeze when I look down at my wrist.
Ari grabs my shoulder. “Are you okay? Did you need more food?”
I tuck my sweatshirt over my wrist. “I’m fine.”
“Okay,” She perks up, “Let me start the car, wait here.”
I tug my sleeve while he runs my card and whisper to him. “Why?”
“You know.” He says under his breath. “You should at least have one part of her imprinted on you that’s physical.”
Was that supposed to be uplifting? I take my card and leave as it starts to rain.
“So, what did you get?” She asks once I’m back in the car buckling up my seatbelt and sinking as per usual down into the seat.
I shake my head and tug the stupid Yankees hat down over my eyes. “It’s a secret.”
She’s used to that.
But I’m not used to what’s permanently inked on my wrist.
It’s a beautiful A over a small heart, with a star on the side that represents profit, gain, and wishing.
Tyler gave me what I’ll never have.
He gave me Ari.
Chapter Two
Ari
I don’t tell him how much I do actually miss him.
How often I think of him. And what he does to my insides. Or how I can feel him. How connected I am to his energy. How I know he’s struggling. I told myself I was going to the dorm to check on my brother, but something told me Sookie needed me more. And the thought of him suffering in any way did something to my heart. It hurts if I think he’s struggling or sad. He’s young for an idol, and he’s popular beyond belief. Fans are obsessed with him to the point that he gets death threats if he doesn’t respond to them in the way they want. I haven’t told him that I’ve been hired on with the bands management for the past two months, or about the things I’ve seen.
I can’t even really describe how crazy people get.
From breaking into the dorms or attempting to.
