❦ SESSIONS ❦ WITH ❦ LOVE❦

Chapter 20

|Tattoo|

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Sitting in the tattoo chair and waiting for the woman that's going to do it, I look around the room. It's a small room, but it has a lot of decorations. Perhaps a bit too much for my taste as there are pictures hanging on the walls and the wall has been painted as well with all these patterns and I can tell that it was painted recently. I think even the woman (who told me this was her office) had painted on the walls. I have to say that she's actually a good artist.

I just hope that she will be able to do the pretty tattoo that I want. Trina is sitting on a chair nearby, but she's nervous. I don't know why she would be nervous when I'm the one that's actually going to get that tattoo and not her. "I think you should find some water because you're looking a rather pale" I tell her, and she looks at me. She honestly does not look that good. Is she truly that scared of this place? That is strange. I like being here, there are a lot of colors here and a lot of ink and paintings and art, it's beautiful, and I like it.

"I'm fine" She tells me. But, now I'm really worried about her. She should not be feeling that way. "You can wait in the car. If you want that is. It's going to be a small tattoo, and it will not take that long, I think. And, if you're not feeling feel, I think it's best that you rest for a moment in the car" I tell her, but she shakes her head. "No, I'm staying here with you. To protect you" She tells me, I don't tell her that the way that she looks she can't really protect me and I don't need protection. I'm not weak, and I can take care of myself.

"All right" I only say, not knowing what else to say to her. If she wants to stay then it is her choice. I wonder why there is so much wait here, since there is not much happening. I saw that there are four employees which all have offices, and they were all doing nothing. Except for one since a man in front of me was also having a tattoo and someone would do his. The woman told me that she would just be a minute, but I've already been waiting here for ten minutes in this chair which I have to say is not that comfortable.

"Do you think Silas will like it?" I ask her after another ten minutes have passed, and we've both been in both of our heads. I was having a lovely conversation with the voices, they are actually a lot of fun to talk to. Though, they do get angry rather quickly. A grunt comes in my mind and I nearly giggle. Sorry, but it is the truth, and you know it. "I think he will be so excited that he won't be able to keep his hands off you" Trina says.

I laugh. "He already can't keep his hands off me. Always wanting to touch me and hold me. I like it. I love it even. His touch makes everything much better, and I get to see the world" I tell her, though I doubt that she would truly understand how much love I feel when Silas holds me and touches me with his soft touch that I know can make the whorls disappear where it's only the two of us.

When my eyes gaze over at Trina I notice that there is a grin on her face, and she's almost in a fit of laughter. "What?" I ask her, and she lets out a small laugh. "Nothing" She says, but I raise an eyebrow at her. "What?" I ask again. I don't get it, what is so funny? "I did not mean in that way" She says and giggles. I don't have a clue on what she's speaking about, but I don't get a chance to ask her as the door opens and the woman walks inside.

"Sorry for the wait. Are you ready?" She asks me and I nod my head. "Ready as I will ever be" I say to her, and she gives me a smile. When I look at her, she does look a bit scared, but I think that's because she's new or something. I had given her the design that I had wanted, I drew it myself and I think it looks amazing, and I even told her the place that I wanted it. I was a bit too scared to do it where my heart is, so I chose my stomach.

It's just below my navel. I lift up the shirt that I'm in and push my pants down a little, so the spot can be seen. I lie down a bit on the chair which I still find highly uncomfortable. They really should do something about that, especially when people have to wait twenty-five minutes just to get a one tattoo. She starts the tattoo and I can't help but find myself smiling throughout since it feels nice. I don't feel the pain, but I do like it. I can see now why Silas has so many tattoos, they're relaxing to get.

While getting it the woman tries to make some small talk I think, though she had put some music on that she would hum to every once in a while, but it can barely be heard because of the noise from the tattoo thingy that she uses to make the tattoo. I've not looked how it is, but I know that it's going to be amazing, and I do hop that Silas will like it. 'I will shoot him in the leg if he doesn't' The voice says, and I can't help but giggle in my head.

When the woman had finished my tattoo and I stood up I felt kind of weird, but I think that will just soon pass by. Trina and I follow the woman out of the room and to the main entrance where I pay (with Silas' money that I sort of took, but he won't mind) for the tattoo and then as we were about it walk out the door is locked. "Excuse me" I say and turn around. "The door is locked" I tell the woman who is putting the money in the cash register.

The woman gives us a smirk and I grow rather confused. Did I not pay for it? Because I handed her more than enough, even tipped her because I like it that much, and she's an amazing artist. Besides, I don't think that she's allowed to change prices after I have paid. "You're not leaving. Not yet" She tells me and once again gives me that smirk. Trina is trying to kick down the door but is staying close by me as well. The door is surprisingly rather strong since she can't kick it down, and it is mostly made out of glass, strong glass I suppose.

I start to feel myself grow angry. "Let us out of here!" I speak, but the voices are starting to take over my body. I smirk when the woman grows afraid of me. She should be afraid because I can do things to her that will make her feel more pain that's she could ever have imagined, and I will hurt her if I need to. The voices are taking over me and I will not be able to stop them, nor do I know if I will want to stop them from doing things to this woman.

Behind her the other employees come out, but I'm not afraid of them, I'm not afraid of anyone. They even have guns. How sweet. "If you think that you can keep us here then you're wrong" I say to them, and it is the truth. I can beat them if I want. Or the voice can, she's strong, and she always takes over my body. The other voices and me stay in the back of my mind where she has pushed us. I find myself giggling widely at their fear that I can see, even with their guns.

Trina stays behind me because she knows that I can take them on, she has seen it before and will see it again. "Why? You're little boyfriend's coming to save you?" The woman asks and I laugh. She's honestly more hilarious than I thought that she was. I take a step closer, and they all point their guns at me. "Silas doesn't even know where I am, and besides I don't need anyone rescuing me anyway" I say and giggle. It comes out as this dark sound which all of them are afraid of and are almost shaking.

I still walk to them until I'm near the counter where the woman is standing terrified. She truly messed with the wrong woman here, and she will suffer greatly for it. Besides, I have been eager to spill some blood. And who knows, maybe these walls do need even more decorations, and it will be I who is the artist as I paint the walls with this lovely color which is my favorite now, blood. It's going to be amazing to see the pretty picture when I have painted it, perhaps I could even sell the house with the painting inside it to someone, or keep it for myself. Would that not be great?

"Now, we can do this the civil way or the inhumane way, which one do you choose?" I ask her whispering, and she is almost in tears. Who knew that it would be so great to inspire fear in people? I don't even have a weapon, and they're terrified of me, even when they are the ones that have the guns. I suppose I'm just that amazing. She doesn't speak and I giggle. 'I like the inhumane' The voice says in my head and I agree, I will let her do whatever she wants.

"Times over, I choose" I say as I walk across the counter and over to a man that is so terrified. I stand in front of him and even with a gun pointed at me, I take his gun. I love having a gun in my hands, it makes me feel powerful, but I also loved making them feel pain with my bare hands. "When I say shoot yourself in the palm" I say and point directly at the middle of my palm. "Right there, you're going to do it" I say to the woman who is shaking with fear.

She shakes her head and I chuckle. "You really should not have done that, do you really want me to get angry?" I ask and once again she shakes her head. A good answer. "Now, shoot yourself" I order her, but she doesn't move. Honestly, she should know better. I have done this to Silas' men who did it without question and did not even think twice before he stabbed himself in the chest. Though, Silas had ordered me to never do that again (not that I would listen to that) but I think he would understand this now.

"Do it!" I say to her. I'm not even focused on the other people who I do hope are peeing on themselves right now because that would be amazing. "Do it!" I say again to her, but she shakes her head. "No, I won't" She says, her voice filled with fear. It doesn't matter if I hold the gun to her head, she still won't do it. "What if I promise that you can get out of here alive?" I ask her and this she does grow interested at and gives me a look that I don't really have time for.

I know that when someone has the opportunity to save themselves they will do whatever it takes, not caring of others die in their place. That is the greed in men. And I love feasting on it. I take a step closer to her. "If you shoot yourself in the hand, you can walk right out through the door and never have to see me again" I tell her, and she nods her head. Pointing the gun at her palm I see that she hesitated. I only smirk when I watch it with eager eyes.

Her thoughts are wandering everywhere, deciding if she should do it or not. All of them could shoot me and end my life here, but they don't because they know that if I do they will all die. Silas would kill them all, and would do things worse than I could ever do to them. "Tick. Tock" I say. I don't have all day for this, besides I really want to get back home before Silas has finished his meeting and he would never know that I even went out in the first place and had the tattoo, he won't know until his birthday.

On the trigger she has one of her fingers. Her friends tried to plead her to not do it but she as well as I ignore them, who needs them anyway. They are not going to leave here with their lives. I look at Trina to see that her eyes are only on the woman. I let out a giggle as she is so close to pull the trigger. I would do it myself but it is so much fun when she does my job for me which is even better.

The sound from the shot rings out everywhere and then for the smallest moment there is silence before the scream of pure pain is heard. I honestly love that sound as she falls down to her knees with her palm bleeding heavily. Such a beautiful picture when her blood is flowing on the ground. Is has even splattered when she shot herself, on my clothes even which I really should shoot her for because I don't really like going home and explain to Silas why I have blood on my body right now, though there is nothing that I can do about it now.

"You can leave you know, best to get to the hospital before you die, not that I would mind" I say, and she hurries to pull herself up. Pathetic. She's crying and does not look so tough like she had been before. The other people are frozen in their spot as they watch as she walks over to the door. Her body shaking but I just laugh at her. As she was about to open the door with her key I point the gun at her and shoot her in the back of the head, where she falls dead to the floor. Then I turn around to be facing the other people. "If there is one thing that I hate more than unicorn killers, it's those who sell out their friends" I speak to them and giggle. "Now, who's next?" I ask with a wicked smirk.