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Eedy POV

"So, whats your name?" the man asked as I led him to the chair I did my tattooing in.

"It's Eedy. And yours?" I motioned towards the chair for him to sit.

"Edward." he took a seat and watched as I gathered all the items I needed to mark him.

"That's a nice name." I smiled as I pulled up the stool to sit on.

He chuckled lightly. "Thanks."

"Okay, you can either lay or sit. Which would you like to do?" I asked pulling my hair back into a ponytail.

"Um, I'll sit."

"Alrighty, just turn around and strattle the chair." he looked at me. "You said you wanted to sit." I grinned as Edward turned around and did as I said.

"Alright I'm going to need you to take off your shirt." I said as I went and got latex gloves out of the cabinet and slid them on.

Once I came back to the stool, the beautilful man was shirtless.

I gently held the stencil I had made on his back. Then I handed him a hand mirror asking if that was where he wanted it.

He nodded and I took the stencil back off, wiping his shoulders with the alcohol. I waited a few seconds for it to dry, laid the stencil back on, and picked up the needle and dipped it in the black ink.

I flipped the switch and the buzzing sound came to life.

"Okay, you do know this won't feel that pleasant, right?" I asked before pressing it against him.

"Yeah, I know."

I didn't reply, only starting working.

Minutes of silence went by. I had finished the heart outline of the tat and flipped the needle off.

"Need a break or anything?" I asked, tilting my head to the left to look at his face.

When he shook his head, I turned the machine back on and dipped the needle again, beginning to outline the lion.

After about 15 minutes of hearing nothing but the little buzzing of the needle, he spoke.

"So, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this?" he asked, turning his head to have a better look at me.

I bit my lip. "Well, I would much rather work here than that place across the street. Plus, me and Jared go way back." I avoided answering the real question he had asked. I knew he wasn't asking me why I worked in a tattoo parlor, but why I was in such a rundown, dirty, dangerous area.

He took his time replying to that, obviously trying to figure out if I had misunderstood the question, or just purposely did that.

"I see." he finally said. By then, I was already working on the lamb.

"Hey, just tell me if you need a break or get uncomfortable or something." I said, breaking that awkward moment.

I saw the smile that played with the corners of his mouth, getting them to turn upward.

"What?" I asked, glancing at him.

"Nothing." he turned his head back straight, so I couldn't see his face.

I shrugged it off and finished all the black of the tattoo. All that was left was the color and I put the needle back on its holder, standing up.

"It's done?" he looked up at me and I smiled, shaking my head.

"I need to stretch my legs, you can come too. If you want." I looked at him, but he shook his head.

"I'm comfy." he said and I laughed walking out of the room.

I walked into the backroom and Jared and another guy were in there. The guy gave Jared a brown bag, and looked up at me with a grin.

"And who's this?" I notticed the dark circles around the guys eyes. It was a shame. He wasted his good looks on drugs.

"Eedy!" Jared hadn't notticed me either. "I thought you were working on a tat."

"I came back for some water." I left my expression blank as I walked to the cooler and opened it. The other guy was leaving through the back door, and after I heard it close, I felt two arms snake around my waist.

"Eedy." Jared's breath was on my neck.

He knew what he did to me. He knew I liked him, and he used it to his advantage.

"Let's pretend you never saw that, okay babe?" he began kissing my neck and I slammed the cooler lid down, jerking out of his arms.

"No Jared, you told me you were off of that shit." I glared at him, as he pulled me to his chest.

I struggled to get away, but he just held me closer and tighter, until I eventually gave in.

"Eedy, I'm trying. I'm getting off of it, but I can't quit cold turkey. I'm taking smaller portions. I don't wanna do anything that will make you angry with me, but I get crazy when I go without ANY."

I sighed. "Jared, I worry about you. I don't know why you even started. It's fries your brain and takes away your good looks, and gives you ugly teeth and craters in your face."

He chuckled. "You're always looking out for me."

"Yeah, I am."

"Why?" he asked putting his lips right next to my ear, his warm breath tickling my skin.

"You know why." he always did this. He liked making me squirm.

"But I forget." I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Because..." a lowered my voice to where it was just barely hearable. "I like you."

I pushed myself away from him, but he kept a grip on my arm.

"What was that?"

"I like you." I said, just a tad louder.

"One more time, please?" he asked, only tightening his grip.

"Because I like you Jared. I like you a lot." I said, looking at him.

He grinned and released me. I walked straight back to Edward, not bothering to look back.

"Here I am." I said, entering the room.

He looked up at me and smiled politely.

"Now, all that's left is the color. That'll take about another hour or two. Sure you don't wanna stretch?" I offered one more time, getting my gloves back on. I went ahead and got him a bag of things to treat it with.

"I'm sure."

"Well, okeydokey." I sat back down and we made small talk, nothing major, mainly just about tattoos and how he'd need to treat his. Within the next hour and a half, I had finished. Once I did Edward stood, towering over me.

"So, how much do I owe you?" he asked, following me back into the lobby.

"Hmm..." I started pressing numbers, adding up the fees. "I charge you $500." I looked up at him and he laid down $550.

"That's a little cheap, so I'll tip you extra." he smiled and made his way out with his bag, the bells clinging when the door opened.

I put the money in the register, and watched out the window as he got in his shiny volvo, and sped off.

I looked at the clock hanging above the door. It was almost six, and the parlor closes at ten.

"Hey Eedy?" Jared poked his head around the corner.

"Yeah?" I asked, looking at him.

"You can take your lunch."

I nodded and hopped off the stool. I walked back to get my purse out of the backroom and Jared was standing at the doorway, holding it for me with a grin spread across his face.

"Uhm, thanks." I smiled taking it.

"No problem Eedy." He turned and walked by me, taking a seat where I had been.

I smiled, and made my way to the door.

"See you in an hour." he said as I waved and made my way across the street.

I opened the door to the strip club. I was coming to get my best friend, Margie. We always took our lunches togther.

Margie was a 5'8 and had sunkissed skin. She spent a lot of time tanning, and it definetly pays off. Her hair was down to past her chest, when it was straightened, and it was so blonde it looked white. What made it look so good, was that she dyed strands of it black from around where her ears were, and down.

"Eeds, babe, you're here." the owner of the club was always trying to get me to join the "family" as he called it.

"I suppose I am." I smiled politely. "Is Margie busy, or can she take her lunch?"

"Well, she's almost done on stage, she's free to take it afterwards." he smiled, placing an arm around my shoulders.

"You know, Eedy, I know I always say this, but do you know how great you'd look up there on stage?" he began leading me into the back where all the others girls got ready.

"Yeah, you have said this before. And like I've said, no thanks, I already a job." I looked at the skimpy outfit he picked up, holding infront of my body.

"But, Eedy, everyone would fall in love with you." he did his best at puppy dog eyes, but I still declined.

"Eeds, hey, you're late." Margie came down the stairs that led to the stage, in a long blue robe. I knew what was under it, another skimpy outfit, like the one Anthony, the owner, was still holding up.

"Sorry, I had a customer." I smiled proudly.

"Ouu, you go girl!" Margie smiled. "Well, let me get changed, and I'll be ready."

I nodded as she walked off, getting her regular clothes back on.

Once she returned, she had her purse slung over one shoulder and fell in step with me as we walked out the door.

"You know, I really hate going in there." I said, getting into her 2000 Chevy Impala SS.

"Me too." she agreed.

Margie was a goody good. Even though she went on stage, flaunting her goodies to complete strangers, she was didn't like doing bad things, and the consequences brought on by them made her nervous. She doesn't smoke, drink, or do drugs and I am proud to call her my best friend. I even respect her decision as a stripper. If I was her, I'd do the same. Her parents are both druggies, and don't care if she's alive or dead. They don't support her, and everything Margie owns, Margie has worked for. Regualr jobs didn't pay enough, and so one day she accepted to be a part of Anthony's family.

"Where do you wanna go?" she asked, pulling onto the main road.

"Let's just go to that cafe, about a mile down from here." I replied looking out the window.

We arrived at the cafe, and enjoyed our meal, before getting back to work.

Edward POV

I walked through the front door grinning. It was around 6:15, and I wasn't really suprised to see Bella still asleep. She needed it, so I didn't wake her.

I walked into the kitchen where Jasper and Emmett were sitting on stools, having a cold one.

"Pass me one, will you?" I said sitting down on another free seat.

Jasper slid an unopened one to me, asking me where I had been.

I thought about not telling them about the tat, but I decided that I loved Bella enough to show it off, heart and all, and not be embarressed about the what the two animals were standing in.

"Went down to the parlor and got a tattoo." I said before chugging down a mouthful of Budlight.

"Let's see. I'm thinking about getting one." Jasper took another gulp, as I pulled up my shirt.

They both started laughing.

"Shutup. The heart was the artist's idea. Bella will love it, and I love her enough to not be ashamed."

They both got quieter.

"Where'd you get it done?" Jasper finally asked, breaking the silence.

"At that little parlor that's about 10 minutes away. Across from the strip club."

Jasper nodded then raised his eyebrows.

"You got it done there?" he asked.

I nodded.

He snorted. "You might need to go have an AIDS test now."

I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"No, it's clean in there."

"Well, then maybe I should go check it out." he said tossing the empty beer bottle in the trash.

"You should."

He nodded.

"I think I will."

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