Tattoos
Done.
CLAIRE'S POV
The place was very quiet today, only Lyn, Ed and I were here. Liam and Louis went on another run, even after I tried to convince Louis to stay since he was still limping.
Lyn has been really quiet for awhile, ever since I told her the news about Harry. She's acting like she needs to talk about something, but doesn't want to at the same time. I felt bad because everytime I asked her if she was okay, she would plaster a fake smile on her face and walk away.
She was sitting on the couch just staring off into space. Ed was giving himself another tattoo, and I was trying to think of what happened to Harry. Four days ago, he was chained up and wasn't going anywhere.
Three days ago, he managed to escape but with the help of Liam, we got him. I haven't seen him since, so obviously Liam has something to do with missing Harry. Everytime I ask him, he says that he took care of him.
That usually means that he killed whoever he took care of , but if Louis found out, more hell would break loose. I don't know how Liam has kept Louis quiet about Harry, he hasn't asked him from what I know.
I'm guessing Lyn knows where Harry is, but I don't think that's what bothering her. So right now, Ed and I have no clue Harry's whereabouts are. I wanted to know, but I don't want to be annoying since there was a million other things to worry about.
I sighed and stood up, then walked past Lyn and into the empty room that had Ed's tattoo supplies. I grabbed an empty chair and sat next to him, watching him give himself a rose tattoo.
"Looks good." I commented while watching him wince a little. I guess giving yourself a tattoo isn't easy.
Ed didn't look up, but he smiled. "Thanks, I finally learned how to do a rose on the lower arm."
"On a scale from one to ten, how much does it hurt?" I asked.
Ed shrugged, "Depends on where you get the tattoo, and how big it is. But on average, seven."
I pursed my lips and just watched at how easy Ed made art look. He just kept his focus on his arm and drew the rose that was almost finished. So far, it looked amazing, and it wasn't even finished yet so I couldn't wait to see the end result.
After a few more minutes of watching, Ed turned off the tattoo thingy. "You want one?" He asked.
I was a little surprised, I've never thought of having a tattoo other then the government one. "Well, uh, I don't know."
"You don't know? Are you too scared?"
"I've just never thought about it, the idea sounds cool but what if I regret it?" I rested my chin in my hand and sighed.
"Tell you what, you can get a small one and if you don't like it, then it's not that bad since its tiny."
"But what do I get? And where?"
"Here," Ed grabbed some paper and a pen and slid it over to me, "Think of anything, just draw it and I'll do my best."
"It looks great," I smiled while looking at my other wrist, "I actually love it."
"I think it's a great first real tattoo." Ed said and threw away the needle he had just used.
The tattoo was small and simple, just like I wanted it to be. It was was a sad and happy face, that looked something like this:
:(:
After Ed telling me how to take care of the tattoo for the first few weeks, I sat back down in the chair and saw that Ed also looked upset. It seems like everyone is hiding something and then there's me.
"What's wrong?" I questioned.
He looked at me with furrowed eyebrows, "Nothing."
I gave him 'the look' and patted his chair. He hesitated but then sat down and laid his head down on his arms. "I hate my life."
"Why?"
"Because everyday I get excited to wake up and see something, it gets ruined by something else." He mumbled, almost so I couldn't understand him.
"Is this something a someone?" I asked.
He nodded, "I'm a horrible person, I can't control my feelings though."
Part of me was hoping this person was Lyn, but at the same time I didn't want it be Lyn. It would hurt to see Ed hurt all the time.
"Who is it?"
"It's Lyn. I'm falling for her and I don't know what to do! Liam is one of my closest friends, but I don't want to hurt him."
"It's not your fault, feelings are feelings, you can't always control them all the time." We both stopped our conversation when Lyn walked into the room.
She saw Ed laying down and raised an eyebrow, "Ed, you okay?"
"He has a bad headache." I answered for him, "We should let him rest."
I patted his back and walked out of the room, and followed Lyn to the couch. "So why were you in there for so long?" She asked.
I grinned and showed her my new tattoo. Lyn pretended to be excited, "Wow, it looks so good!" She held my wrist while looking at it.
I was fed up with this, it's been three days and she's been avoiding me. I pulled my wrist away and stood up, "What the hell is going on with you? You're avoiding me and won't tell me anything."
Lyn rolled her eyes, "Nothing is going on! Can't a woman be sad because of the loss of her baby? Damn Claire."
"Don't play the baby card with me," I snapped, "I know it was hard for you and Liam, and I'm so sorry. But I'm trying to help you and you're shutting me out, I'm your bestfriend you're supposed to let me help you!"
"If you were my bestfriend you would stay out of my fucking business." She stood up and began to walk away.
"Lyn, can you please tell me what is going on? Or at least give me a hint, I want to help you." I tried to be calm since yelling won't do us any good.
She turned around and glared at me, "What? You want to know what happened to your boyfriend Harry?"
"Boyfriend? What are you talking about?"
She scoffed, "Oh come on Claire, we both know what you slept with Harry when he had you."
"You won't want to go there Lyn. Accusing me of shit I didn't do isn't going to make anything better." I wanted to pull out the baby card on her, I really did but I know I'd regret that.
Lyn just laughed, "Whatever. Liam fucking killed him because he was fed up with his shit." She left and slammed the door, leaving me angry and speechless.
It was already a little after six when Louis and Liam got back. I was sitting on the couch playing with my bracelet, I didn't even bother to look up. I asked Ed if he knew where the boys were and he said no, but he was lying.
Lyn of course knew where they were, so I was just left out and driving myself crazy with all these questions and scenarios.
"Hey." Louis said and walked into the kitchen with Liam.
I didn't say anything, I just stood up and walked into the room and sat on the bed. I wanted to be alone and go to sleep early tonight, I didn't feel up for anything right now.
A few minutes later, Louis walked in. "You okay? Lyn said that you weren't feeling well."
I sarcastically laughed, "Oh I'm fucking fine."
"I'm confused."
"So am I, Louis. It's hard to keep up when everyone here is keeping all these secrets. Why didn't you tell me that Harry was dead?" I snapped.
His expression barley changed, his eyes just went a little bigger, but he didn't look flustered. "Because I didn't think it was that big of a deal."
I shook my head, "You and I both know that's bullshit."
"Look, Claire, it's just Liam and Lyn are having a hard time. I'm trying to help them."
"I tried helping Lyn, but she accused me of sleeping with Harry instead." I walked into the bathroom and started the shower.
"You slept with Harry!" Louis yelled.
I almost broke the mirror. "NO I FUCKING DIDN'T SLEEP WITH HARRY. LEAVE ME ALONE!" I needed alone time.
I slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it. I was having one of those moments where lots of things were getting to me, I just needed to take a hot shower and calm down.
And that's exactly what I needed to do.
The place was very quiet today, only Lyn, Ed and I were here. Liam and Louis went on another run, even after I tried to convince Louis to stay since he was still limping.
Lyn has been really quiet for awhile, ever since I told her the news about Harry. She's acting like she needs to talk about something, but doesn't want to at the same time. I felt bad because everytime I asked her if she was okay, she would plaster a fake smile on her face and walk away.
She was sitting on the couch just staring off into space. Ed was giving himself another tattoo, and I was trying to think of what happened to Harry. Four days ago, he was chained up and wasn't going anywhere.
Three days ago, he managed to escape but with the help of Liam, we got him. I haven't seen him since, so obviously Liam has something to do with missing Harry. Everytime I ask him, he says that he took care of him.
That usually means that he killed whoever he took care of , but if Louis found out, more hell would break loose. I don't know how Liam has kept Louis quiet about Harry, he hasn't asked him from what I know.
I'm guessing Lyn knows where Harry is, but I don't think that's what bothering her. So right now, Ed and I have no clue Harry's whereabouts are. I wanted to know, but I don't want to be annoying since there was a million other things to worry about.
I sighed and stood up, then walked past Lyn and into the empty room that had Ed's tattoo supplies. I grabbed an empty chair and sat next to him, watching him give himself a rose tattoo.
"Looks good." I commented while watching him wince a little. I guess giving yourself a tattoo isn't easy.
Ed didn't look up, but he smiled. "Thanks, I finally learned how to do a rose on the lower arm."
"On a scale from one to ten, how much does it hurt?" I asked.
Ed shrugged, "Depends on where you get the tattoo, and how big it is. But on average, seven."
I pursed my lips and just watched at how easy Ed made art look. He just kept his focus on his arm and drew the rose that was almost finished. So far, it looked amazing, and it wasn't even finished yet so I couldn't wait to see the end result.
After a few more minutes of watching, Ed turned off the tattoo thingy. "You want one?" He asked.
I was a little surprised, I've never thought of having a tattoo other then the government one. "Well, uh, I don't know."
"You don't know? Are you too scared?"
"I've just never thought about it, the idea sounds cool but what if I regret it?" I rested my chin in my hand and sighed.
"Tell you what, you can get a small one and if you don't like it, then it's not that bad since its tiny."
"But what do I get? And where?"
"Here," Ed grabbed some paper and a pen and slid it over to me, "Think of anything, just draw it and I'll do my best."
"It looks great," I smiled while looking at my other wrist, "I actually love it."
"I think it's a great first real tattoo." Ed said and threw away the needle he had just used.
The tattoo was small and simple, just like I wanted it to be. It was was a sad and happy face, that looked something like this:
:(:
After Ed telling me how to take care of the tattoo for the first few weeks, I sat back down in the chair and saw that Ed also looked upset. It seems like everyone is hiding something and then there's me.
"What's wrong?" I questioned.
He looked at me with furrowed eyebrows, "Nothing."
I gave him 'the look' and patted his chair. He hesitated but then sat down and laid his head down on his arms. "I hate my life."
"Why?"
"Because everyday I get excited to wake up and see something, it gets ruined by something else." He mumbled, almost so I couldn't understand him.
"Is this something a someone?" I asked.
He nodded, "I'm a horrible person, I can't control my feelings though."
Part of me was hoping this person was Lyn, but at the same time I didn't want it be Lyn. It would hurt to see Ed hurt all the time.
"Who is it?"
"It's Lyn. I'm falling for her and I don't know what to do! Liam is one of my closest friends, but I don't want to hurt him."
"It's not your fault, feelings are feelings, you can't always control them all the time." We both stopped our conversation when Lyn walked into the room.
She saw Ed laying down and raised an eyebrow, "Ed, you okay?"
"He has a bad headache." I answered for him, "We should let him rest."
I patted his back and walked out of the room, and followed Lyn to the couch. "So why were you in there for so long?" She asked.
I grinned and showed her my new tattoo. Lyn pretended to be excited, "Wow, it looks so good!" She held my wrist while looking at it.
I was fed up with this, it's been three days and she's been avoiding me. I pulled my wrist away and stood up, "What the hell is going on with you? You're avoiding me and won't tell me anything."
Lyn rolled her eyes, "Nothing is going on! Can't a woman be sad because of the loss of her baby? Damn Claire."
"Don't play the baby card with me," I snapped, "I know it was hard for you and Liam, and I'm so sorry. But I'm trying to help you and you're shutting me out, I'm your bestfriend you're supposed to let me help you!"
"If you were my bestfriend you would stay out of my fucking business." She stood up and began to walk away.
"Lyn, can you please tell me what is going on? Or at least give me a hint, I want to help you." I tried to be calm since yelling won't do us any good.
She turned around and glared at me, "What? You want to know what happened to your boyfriend Harry?"
"Boyfriend? What are you talking about?"
She scoffed, "Oh come on Claire, we both know what you slept with Harry when he had you."
"You won't want to go there Lyn. Accusing me of shit I didn't do isn't going to make anything better." I wanted to pull out the baby card on her, I really did but I know I'd regret that.
Lyn just laughed, "Whatever. Liam fucking killed him because he was fed up with his shit." She left and slammed the door, leaving me angry and speechless.
It was already a little after six when Louis and Liam got back. I was sitting on the couch playing with my bracelet, I didn't even bother to look up. I asked Ed if he knew where the boys were and he said no, but he was lying.
Lyn of course knew where they were, so I was just left out and driving myself crazy with all these questions and scenarios.
"Hey." Louis said and walked into the kitchen with Liam.
I didn't say anything, I just stood up and walked into the room and sat on the bed. I wanted to be alone and go to sleep early tonight, I didn't feel up for anything right now.
A few minutes later, Louis walked in. "You okay? Lyn said that you weren't feeling well."
I sarcastically laughed, "Oh I'm fucking fine."
"I'm confused."
"So am I, Louis. It's hard to keep up when everyone here is keeping all these secrets. Why didn't you tell me that Harry was dead?" I snapped.
His expression barley changed, his eyes just went a little bigger, but he didn't look flustered. "Because I didn't think it was that big of a deal."
I shook my head, "You and I both know that's bullshit."
"Look, Claire, it's just Liam and Lyn are having a hard time. I'm trying to help them."
"I tried helping Lyn, but she accused me of sleeping with Harry instead." I walked into the bathroom and started the shower.
"You slept with Harry!" Louis yelled.
I almost broke the mirror. "NO I FUCKING DIDN'T SLEEP WITH HARRY. LEAVE ME ALONE!" I needed alone time.
I slammed the bathroom door shut and locked it. I was having one of those moments where lots of things were getting to me, I just needed to take a hot shower and calm down.
And that's exactly what I needed to do.
aw fuck
1/19/18