Painfully Ours

Two. Yeah Yeah

*Eleanora Elliot*

"That's looking so cool." I smiled to Lia, standing outside his room.

He stopped for a second.

"Sit." He nodded to a chair and I came in, sitting, noticing how he didn't have a lisp but his accent was even stronger than his brothers somehow.

"Have you ever done a white tattoo on dark skin?" I asked, curious.

"Twice."

I nodded, sitting back and looking at my phone.

The piercing stung a bit, he told me about the saline solution and how to clean it.

His brother came in and said something to him in Russian. I felt funny though, I noticed the gaze of the tattoo artist on me after the man who pierced me spoke.

He hummed mumbling something as he continued the tattoo.

But he kept speaking.

And I was so curious.

"Sooo what're y'all's names?" Lia asked.

"I'm bad with twins sorry." She laughed.

I was secondhand embarrassed when they looked at her funny.

"I'm Hale." The tattoo artist said.

"Lore." The piercer spoke.

I crossed my legs.

"Gotcha. I should remember that." She nodded.

"You'll have to. You need to come back one more time when this heals." Hale said and she nodded.

"How much is a tattoo usually?" I asked.

"Expensive. It depends on the artist, the colors, the size, the style, everything." Lia said and I nodded.

"The one thing I hate is white is not so common so to get white on me anywhere else is pricey as shit. This was the only place I could find that made it the same price for me." She said.

"Thats really cool." I looked at Hale and he turned off the gun, wiping the excess ink off.

"Can you be the best sister ever and get some food soon?"

"We barely got here an hour ago." I glared.

"But I'm starving."

"Okay. What do you want?"

"I don't know."

"I apologize do you guys know what's around here?" I asked.

"Trashy shit." Lore answered.

"That's my fav. What kind?" Lia asked.

"McDonald's." Hale mumbled.

"Taco Bell."

"A chilupa sounds fire."

"I can get that for you." I said.

"Thank you! I'll pay you back in gas next time you need it."

"I appreciate that." I grabbed my phone and left.

-

I came back, giving her, her food.

I handed Lore a sprite and he frowned.

"Everyone is okay with Sprite."

"It wasn't necessary."

"It felt weird coming back with stuff and not giving any to you guys."

I set Hale's on the counter behind him.

"Thanks." He mumbled.

I studied the tattoos on his head as I sat.

"Did those tattoos hurt?" I asked.

"No."

I nodded, understanding he wasn't talkative. Granted neither wasn't Lore but he was better at making me not feel stupid for speaking.

-

After a long ass time, it was done.

The first session was.

She was tired and I could tell a little shaky.

But she paid and did what needed to be done. He had it in the second skin wrap he called it.

"Have a good night." She waved.

"And thank you guys for everything." I followed with.

I got her in the car and got in myself.

"The post-tattoo anxiety gets me every time."

I smiled and we left.

"They like you."

"You don't speak Russian. They could've said I looked like a toad."

"They asked if I was actually your sister. They thought we might've been married."

I snorted.

"I told them I was your sister."

"Yeah but even step siblings don't usually carry the same last name. Use your brain sweetheart."

"Get bent." I rolled my eyes.

"I think they like you. I think you should get more ear piercings or something."

"I think you should mind your business."

"Come on. Have them both. Or one. I don't judge."

"Yeah yeah."