Okay this has jumped two weeks after her tattoo touch up, now the contents of it I like, but you may not, so if you don't please tell me so I can change it or do something. Enjoy!
Andy shuddered at her thoughts. Her life was becoming…normal. She hated that fact; she didn't want a normal life. She wanted one where she could get away with murder, literally. Her anger is being suppressed, and all of her tattoos have already been traced, she was running out of options.
For two weeks Andy has been getting paid for causing others pain, something she enjoyed. But it wasn't the same. The people wanted it. They walked out with a smile on their faces happy she did it. She wanted the screams, the begging, she wanted people to pass out from the pain.
The closes she has gotten to that was some kid passing out at the sight of his own blood.
Not to mention the annoying little hobbit that ran around asking if she could mess with the stencil machine. Allie was Jack's girlfriend who Andy threatened on a normal occasion. She wasn't allowed near Andy's things, she wasn't allowed near the machines, and she wasn't allowed near Andy.
Andy didn't see the point of Allie, she looked like someone was constantly pinching her face, she talked too much, and she didn't know anything involving tattoos. All leading up to, hopefully she was good in bed or Jack wasn't getting shit out of his relationship.
The people of Charming slowly warmed up to Andy, well the ones that got tattoos. At first it took Jack to constantly be out of the shop for people to let Andy do any work, but recently they have warmed up to her. The fear in the customers eyes never fade, and the silence must freak them out but Andy isn't going to help some pussy with a needle.
Crashes could be heard at the back of the shop; Andy hung her head and took her grip off the automatic button for the needle. She was working on a man's forearm at the moment. The noises that Allie kept making from the back of the store were getting annoying.
She shoved her chair back, barley glancing at the guy.
"I'll be right back" She grumbled lowly, stalking towards the closet at the far back of the store. She paused a few feet from the door when she understood what the noises were, growling under her breath she threw the door open.
Allie's screech filled her ears but Andy's eyes stayed on Jack who was quickly trying to pull up his jeans.
"Get the bitch a muzzle" She growled, her voice low and raspy, something she tried to stay away from while trying not to frighten the customers.
Allie's brown eyes glared at the woman, but the moment Andy snapped her look to her, she shrunk back pressing the pile of clothes tighter to her body.
Andy turned and walked away from closet, leaving the door wide open to show a naked Allie and an embarrassed Jack.
Andy slumped back down on her chair, starting back up the needle and not giving a warning before pushing it into the man's skin; he let out a low hiss as she continued.
Jack soon walking into the room, sitting down on the other stool while Andy was wrapping the man's arm up.
"Sorry about that" he murmured looking down. Andy grunted in response.
The man stood, and followed Andy to the small desk at the front of the store, signing his name and handing over the five hundred dollars. Andy kept two and put the three hundred into the cash register pocketing her money for the day.
She made pretty good money at the shop, a few hundred each day. Her gas still wasn't on but the water and electricity was, letting her take showers and eat TV dinners.
Her house was looking surprisingly good; Andy's front yard now had grass and a fixed walk way. Her door was still broken but she didn't really give a shit, she still had to kick it in every time she shoved it close. Her home had no furniture in it other than her old room, she was gonna get new carpets once she saved the money.
Andy lent back on the leather chair meant for customers and looked up at the mirror filled ceiling.
"So you like it here?" Jack asked his voice somewhat shaky. Andy turned her head towards him, wondering where he was getting at. Jack saw her hard eyes and cut to the chase.
"I wanna take some time off" He announced, she slumped her shoulders back down relaxing.
The silence that filled between them wasn't bad, Andy didn't mind it, and Jack took that as an ok.
"So you'll watch the shop?" He wondered slowly, Andy shrugged her shoulders. Jack was slowly getting used to her quiet ways.
"How long we talkin bout?"
"Two weeks" he answered happily, a small smile on his face. Andy shrugged her shoulders, it didn't bother her, she would still get her 40% of the prophets.
The shop went back to silence, Andy listening to the grunts of Allie as she probably tried to put her clothes back on. The bell over the door rang and Andy sat up swinging off the chair ready to help another client.
Andy's stride didn't break as she walked towards Gemma Teller-Morrow, the bitch that wouldn't leave Andy alone. Thanks to Andy's long hours she hadn't been able to run into Gemma since her arrest.
She took her sunglasses off, smirking at Andy.
"So this is where you've been hiding" Gemma announced holding her sunglasses in her hands. Andy stared at her waiting for her to explain what she wants.
Andy's silence didn't sit right with Gemma, it was too quiet. Andy changed her stance, crossing her arms, lifting her head in defiance. Her top lip moved into a growl.
Gemma moved around Andy heading for Jack.
"I'm doing a Taste of Charming this year to help with the schools and I want you to have a booth" She demanded, Andy's lip twitched at her demand.
Jack smiled, but pointed at Andy.
"I'm off, gotta ask her" Gemma's stance straightened and she turned to a smirking Andy.
Andy was surprised at Jack but liked the fact that Gemma would have to answer to her.
Gemma bit her lip angrily, thinking about what she should do. Just staring at the woman made it clear she wasn't going to demand anything from her. "Would you like to have a booth at my fundraiser?"
Andy noted the 'my fundraiser,' but looked around her at Jack who shrugged his shoulders in response. It was up to her if she wanted to do it.
"Fine" She growled, a sigh escaped her as she thought about it, she didn't want to be around people. But by Jack's wide smile at her answer she knew she did what she should have. She knew Jack wanted to get the shop out there and attract more people and with her helping him, it made him happier. Not that she cared about his happiness, he could be depressed for all she cared, but it secured her job.
A slow smile crept onto Gemma's face, an evil glint in her eye. She handed Andy the flyer before heading towards the door.
"Thanks doll" she threw over her shoulder, Andy looked down the list. A table of hobbies and activities were listen next to which businesses will be doing them. The bitch already had Jack's Tatts listed.
Andy bit her lip angrily staring down at the flyer, her eyes blazing. Jack got off his stool and crept forward slightly so he could read the paper shaking in Andy's hold.
No. No way. She wasn't doing it.
"The bitch has me doing face painting" Andy growled out slowly. "Fuck this" she stated ready to go yell at the woman, she turned but Jack grabbed her arm. He dropped it quickly like it burned him.
"Hey, don't upset all the kids-"he couldn't finish as he started to burst out laughing. Andy stood still staring down at her boss; her face was emotionless but her eyes held rage. He expected her to go through with this? Did she look like a face painter?!
She thought she was gonna sit at a booth with flyers on the desk and glare at preppy people, not mess with kids.
The parents probably won't even let them near her; they will probably clutch them closer like they do on the sidewalks when their around her. Besides kids don't even like her, and the feeling is mutual.
Andy thought about it, if parents won't let their kids near her she won't have to deal with them. But the thought of kids close to her put her on edge; she didn't like the little fuckers.
"I ain't fuckin doing this" Andy growled her eyes angry as she stared at Jack seriously. Jack's eyes flashed.
"I'll pay you" Andy paused her thoughts thinking about his offer. Easy cash if people stayed away which was almost a guarantee. But she had the feeling maybe they wouldn't leave her alone plus kids were involved. She liked money just not kids.
"I mean who wouldn't pay for Andy Palon to paint kids faces." He laughed loudly.
Andy took in a deep breath, holding her anger in.
"I'm gonna kill her" she growled confidently to herself, that's how she'll get through it, to promise herself she'll kill Gemma. She could deal with kids for that kind of thing.