Angel's and Demon's

It's been 6 days since Harry left. It's been slow around here. Honestly, I think it's been worse since Harry showed up. Maybe he really should stay gone. What help is he anyway? He's a demon. He wants my soul just as much as all the other ones. He's just using me as a popularity game and I'm not gonna stand for it anymore.

I make my way into town to the tattoo shop. I decided today's a good day to get another tattoo. I already have four and I plan to keep adding.

I enter the shop, walking to the rack of designs. I already have one in mind but I still look through the hundreds of designs.

"Ashelynn!" Freddy, one of five of the tattoo artists, walks from behind the desk. He's my favorite artist. He's the only one who's ever put ink on me.

"Hey Freddy." I smile, giving him a hug.

"Finally come back for more ink?" He smiles, looking at the design I was looking at. Which happen to be devil wings.

"Yep. I thought it's been too long. I need to add something more... exciting." I shrug.

"Well, devil wings sure is exciting." He chuckles.

"Well, I'm thinking more, angel wings instead. These to be exact." I pull out a picture I printed out. They're long angel wings that start from the tops of the shoulders and go all the way to the outer side of the butt. They are lightly shaded feathers, loosely strung up by barb wire and little drops of blood dripping off some parts.

"Interesting. I like it. It'll take a while but I think you'll love it. Definitely suits you." He smiles, analyzing the picture.

"Just fill out the normal papers and have a seat." He hands me a clipboard and I begin scribbling.

After twenty minutes, I walk up and hand him the papers.

"Alright I'm gonna save us both some time. I just need you to stand here while I measure the length you want." He says and I nod.

He grabs a measuring tape and I tell him about where I want it to start and end. He scans it to his computer and sizes it up to the right size. Once he's done, he prints it out on the tattoo paper. He instructs me to take off my shirt, bra, leggings and tells me to lay on the tattoo chair as he lowers it into a bed. He wipes my back and shaves whatever little hairs are lingering. He places the outline on my back and peels it off carefully.

I've always felt comfortable with Freddy. We've known each other since we were kids.

"Take a look and see if that's how you want it." He helps me up as I hold my shirt to my chest. I look in the mirror and smile. It's not even permanent yet and I still love it.

"Perfect." I state and make my way back to the bed, laying back down.

"Alright. Lay your arms at your side. It'll help so it doesn't come out distorted on your shoulders." He instructed and I obey, laying my arms at my side.

I hear the sound of the tattoo gun and turn my head, laying my cheek to the cold leather. The sudden pinch of the needle makes me gasp but I soon relax. The familiar sting of the needle calms me.

"Doing alright?" He asks, wiping the freshly inked skin that oozes blood.

"Yep." I respond, smiling although he doesn't see it.

"How's it going with those boys? Any of them make a move yet?" He asks, making conversation.

"Actually yes. Just the other night Niall took me to dinner in Gatlinburg it was actually pretty amazing." I respond, ignoring the sting.

"Aha. That's the blond one right?" He asks, dipping the needle in more ink.

"Yea."

"And how do you feel about him? Do you like him?" He asks, interested.

"I mean, he's my best friend. I love him to death. But I'm stuck." I sigh, leaving out the details.

"Ah. So he likes you, but you have your eye on someone else. Let me guess, he has his eye on someone besides you." He smirks, his eyes never leaving my skin.

"Actually no. That seems to be what the problem is. I'm the only one he's interested in." I sigh.

After about an hour, my eyes get droopy and I fall asleep to the sound of the gun.

"Hey Ash." Freddy's voice wakes me up and I look up at him.

"Half way done. Take a break real quick and then I'll start on the next one." He says and I nod, hoping off the chair and holding my shirt to my chest and pulling my leggings the remainder of the way up.

I make my way to the mirror and turn to look at the finished wing until Freddy stops me.

"No peeking until my masterpiece is complete." He scolds, making me frown.

"Fine." I pout, walking to get a glass of water. I sit in the chair, drinking the water.

"Ash!" My head snaps toward the door and I see my cousin, Robyn with a smile and a starbucks cup.

"Hey Robyn." I smile at her, standing up. I walk over and carefully hug her, letting her know my back is tender. She turns me to see the halfway done tattoo.

"Oh my. That is amazing. I might have to steal your idea instead of getting stick balls sticks." She laughs. She tells me her new idea of two stick ball sticks crossing over her back along with a faded wolf head in the middle and a medicine wheel.

"Nice. That will turn out really good. I can't wait until mine is done." I say, excited.

"Yea. It's going to look awesome!" She squeals along with me.

"Well, we can finish it if you get back here." Freddy sits in his chair. I walk over and lie down, relaxing my head on the leather.

Robyn fills out the paperwork and lays in the chair across from me where Aaron begins inking her skin. We chit chat until the two of us drift off to sleep.

"Alright. It's all done." I sit up as Freddy takes his gloves off, wiping the tender skin once more with a damp rag.

"Mind if I take a picture?" He asks, grabbing his camera.

"Go for it." I say, sitting in the chair and moving my hair so he can get a full shot.

He snaps a picture and spreads the Vaseline-like goo over the freshly inked skin. I walk over to the mirror and gasp at the artwork. It's more beautiful than I expected it to be. The feathers are so detailed and he even added the effect of the wings piercing out from under my skin.

"It's amazing. You make miracles Freddy." I say in awe.

"A tattoo only looks good on the right person." He smiles behind me.

"Wow. You do look like an angel." Robyn walks up, examining her new ink.

"Yours looks awesome." I stare at the perfect fading of the wolf and medicine wheel. How these artist do it, I will never know. I wish I had some skill like that.

I walk back and let Freddy patch it up, slipping my bra and shirt on carefully. I pay and say goodbye, heading out the door. If only these wings were real.

Notes

Hey guys! So I have been trying to upload chapters for so long and it just wouldn't let me. Unless I used my laptop and I broke my laptop a while ago but I kinda stole my moms laptop since I have to use it for school anyway. How else am I suppose to do class online? So I have this so I'll try to update more now.

Aren't you glad I found a way finally?

I know this is not an eventful chapter besides a new tattoo. But Trust me, these next few chapters will be good!!

As you probablyl noticed, there's characters from Supernatural also, such as Castiel. Well, I love that show and I kind of got the idea from there and just twisted the plot a lot and made another story. So there will be other characters from the show. You'll just have to wait and find out who!!!

Hope you guys like it!

Meg xx