Frosty is back! Sorry I was MIA for a looonnggg time, haha. OKAY, BUT I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER. I LITERALLY HAD THIS ALL DONE AND PRETTY LOOKING AND ALL IT NEEDED WAS SOME EDITING BUT I NEVER GOT TO DO IT. ENJOY, MY LOVELIES!
Review and lo, behold, CHAPTER 6! :) less-than-3 y'all.
Chapter 6:
I was right; my period did start. The cherry on top? It started when I was handling an indecisive first-time customer who could not chose between one Monroe ring or the other. Just pick a damn ring! I growled to no one in particular. Jack, my co-worker, had to tap on my shoulder to get my attention and whisper to me about my... unexpected visitor. So that explains the mixed emotions and anger issues, I thought to myself.
To make matters worse, I was wearing white shorts.
I had to give the disgusted woman a simpering smile, take Jack's cardigan, and tie it onto my waist. Then, I ran outta there as if the Devil himself was on my heels. The woman's expression would have been priceless, had the victim of her look been anyone other than me. I just thank the Higher Being I had a quarter to buy a pad and my gym bag with my gym clothes.
I changed into my basketball shorts and sighed with relief. After doing my business in the bathroom, I went on my lunch break at the McDonald's in front of Billy's Tattoos & Piercings. Billy, my boss, wasn't in his office, so I didn't have to deal with his bullshit and the assistant manager gave me the okay to take my break.
Currently, I was sitting by myself with a caramel latte and a blotted stomach. I groaned in anguish as I smacked my head on top on the table counter. Motherfucker. Why did it have to start nowwww? I whined mentally.
"That cannot be good for you," an airy voice chimed at me. "Unless you wanna lose more brain cells, Sweetie, I suggest you stop smacking your head." I raised my right hand up and gave the finger to my annoying co-worker.
"Tut-tut, that's not really nice, BC. I'm guessing you don't want the fries I got you?" At that remark, I raised my head so fast, I gave myself another whiplash.
"Jack, I owe you sooo much!" I gleefully snatch the fries from his hands and begin devouring them. "Ommmhhh," I groaned when the food went down my esophagus.
"Your period seems to have transformed you from an abominable beast to a food-whore." Jack mused and smirked. "If I didn't roll the other way, babe, I would have done more than appreciate that noise." I narrowed my eyes in mock anger and rolled them after.
"Jack, you're so lucky you're my friend. If you weren't, I woulda smacked the shit out of you." I smirked at his mock-horror expression.
"Nuh-uh. You need me to feed you, Cupcake." Jack huffed and sat down across from me.
"Whatever, like I give two shits," I grinned. "Did the crazy first-timer chose a ring or wuss out?" I raised my eyebrow. Jack had taken care of her when I left.
"Ha! She chose a ring, but when I was getting the materials ready for her piercing, she was like, 'Um... Maybe I'll come later'. And then she high tailed out of there!" He laughed in mirth. I grinned but didn't say anything; I had called it when she walked into the shop.
After a while of eating, and Jack narrowing his eyes at me, I huffed out, "What?"
Jack ignored me and dreamily let out, "Who is that hunk, and why, pray tell, is he staring at you?" I turned around and inconspicuously tried to look where he was gazing. About five tables down from us, sat Ryder and two other boys. I recognized one as the guy Bubbles got all girly over this morning, the other guy, I had no clue. I stopped breathing as Ryder made eye contact with me.
Great, just my luck! Ryder just had to be in the same area where I worked!
"I don't know." I lied without thinking, looking Jack straight in the eyes. I learned from the Professor not to lie and look away.
"He is just gorgeous," Jack gushed and I rolled my eyes, and ate my food.
"Actually, all of them are gorgeous! But him, he stands out the most; look at his black hair! And his muscles! Damn he's a fine piece of ass!" I shook my head and finished the remaining food. I stood up and cringed inwardly at my stupid cramps.
"C'mon Jack, we need to get back to work." When he didn't respond, I punched him on the arm and he playfully glared and pouted.
"Damn BC, that hurt!" He stood up and started walking towards the trash can with his thrash in his hands. As we passed him, I made eye contact with Ryder and refused to look away until he did first. unfortunately, I was the one who looked away first as Jack nudged me and softly whispered, "But, you gotta admit, that lip ring looks totally sexy on him."
He grinned when I looked back at Ryder to confirm. Although Ryder wasn't looking at me anymore, I saw the glinting of the lip ring. I always thought boys with lip rings looked hotter.
"Whatever, loverboy. Let's get back to work," I pushed the door open and walked out of McDonald's and into the tattoo shop. Once there, I put my name tag on and my best fake helping smile. I had two more hours to go. I could do this! I started walking to the clock-in station and that's when Billy cornered me.
"Buttercup, where the hell were you?" He spat at me, softly. His tone was scolding, but his eyes held a tint of concern. For what, I have no clue. His brown hair was all over the place as if he ran his fingers through it.
"Break; I thought the assistant manager told you?" I raised my eyebrow. Billy let out a breath and glared at Jack, who was standing behind me. He started getting red in the face and that was not a good sign.
"You, I thought I told you to-" I cut Billy off.
"Shut up dude. We went on break, but now we're back." Shit, that wasn't supposed to slip out.
"BC you're lucky that I value your work ethic; or else a comment like that anywhere else would've gotten you fired." Billy huffed. "Both of you, get to work. You have to sterilize the equipment," with that last remark, he slammed the door to his office.
Jack stared at me and I returned his bewildered look.
"The fuck just happen?" He muttered but walked over to the table with the tools began to do what Billy instructed him to.
"Don't ask me, dumbass. I just got the same lecture as you!" I scoffed and began to do my share of the work. After 10 minutes, the bells chimed, indicating the arrival of a customer.
Jack and I both made eye contact and he smirked. "BC, I had to deal with that crazy hag after you left; this one's all yours." I dramatically sighed and smiled my fake smile. As I walked past Jack, he nudged me and I muttered, "Fucktard," earning myself a harder jab.
"Welcome to Billy's Tattoo's & Piercings," I grinned. Fake Buttercup was back. "The name's BC."
My grin faltered as my eyes met with clear blue ones. Clear blue eyes that flashed in recognition.
"Hey! You're Buttercup, right? I'm Reece!"The guy from three days ago walked up to the front counter and grinned. Behind him were Ryder and the mysterious red head. I looked at Ryder, not giving him a second glance and stared at the red head.
There was no words to describe him other than gorgeous.
Without letting me answer, he continued on. "You work here?"
"Yes," I let out, not understanding where he was going with this.
"Like, are you allowed to tattoo people?" I narrowed my eyes; I was allowed to only because of my art skills and Billy's supervision. Other than that, tattooing others and being a 17 year old was illegal.
"Dude, spit it out," the red head let out a hiss. My eyes widened at his husky voice. Daaammn, I thought.
"We want to get tattoos!" Reece excitedly said and I raised my eyebrow. Looking at all of them, I smirked.
"Have any of you ever gotten tattooed?" I skeptically asked; this would be hilarious if this was their first time.
"Yup," Reece popped the 'p'. "Ryder has one sleeve," at this, I glanced at Ryder. He just got a little bit hotter. "...and Reed has his upper arm," brought me out of my thoughts.
"What about you?" I slowly let out.
"I'm too much of a chicken to get my entire, or even part of my arm done, so I have a little one on the back of my shoulder." Reece stated and beamed at me.
"Do you have any?!" He excitedly asked me, jumping on the balls of his feet. I hesitated, but then Jack answered for me.
"Hell yeah, she has tattoos! That's like asking a cow if it gives milk!" I glanced weirdly at him but he ignored me.
"What do you have?" Reed, the redhead, asked interestedly.
I swallowed and replied, "I have an anchor on my left ring finger," I showed them the finger. "The lyrics 'Please don't follow my footsteps, cherish all you have left,' in the shape of a feather going across my ribs." I paused, taking a deep breath, "And the lyrics 'Let it go, & let live again,' on the base of my neck."
They were silent for a moment before Reece exclaimed, "That's really cool! Where'd you get the idea for them?"
"Song lyrics, and yeah," I shrugged. This conversation was getting wayyy too personal and I felt uncomfortable. I guess Reece sensed it because he changed the subject.
"Can I show you my design? I really wanna get inked today." I nodded and began to prepare the materials for tattooing. It didn't escape my notice that Ryder hadn't stop looking at me.
"Yo, Billy!" I shouted, trying to call him out. No way in hell was I gonna go get him; he had his panties in a bunch today. Five minutes later, he strolled into the room like he owned the place... Which he did.
"What?" He asked, annoyed. What crawled up his ass and died?
"He wants to get tattooed," I pointed at Reece. Billy raised his eyebrows as if assessing him.
"Age?" Billy finally let out and Reece visibly calmed.
"17," he cheerfully grinned. Billy nodded his head in approval and began walking towards the room of tattooing.
"You two," Jack stated, coming behind me and pointing at Reed and Ryder. "Can stay here," he smiled like a child on Christmas and I smirked.
"C'mon," I hollered to Reece and entered the tattooing room.
Three hours later, Reece was all tatted up. He got a Celtic design across his shoulder blades and was refusing to move from the bed.
"Urghh," he gurgled. "It hurts so badd!" By now, Ryder and Reed had joined us. While Reed glanced at Reece in amusement, Ryder looked indifferent.
"I think it looks badass," Jack approved and I nodded in agreement.
"Well, of course, I-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because Billy called my name from the other room.
His voice was not at all pleasant.
When I finally rushed into the main room, he shoved the phone in my hand and gave me a worried glance. I heard shuffling sounds and looked to see the boys behind me.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"It's from home," Billy said and my heart started hammering.
Ignoring him, I clenched the phone in my hand and tentatively muttered, "Hello?"
"Buttercup!" Bubbles sobbed into the phone and my blood ran cold.
"Bubbles?!" I shouted, alarmed. "What's wrong?!"
"P-please! G-get h-h-home right-t now!" She hiccupped and my mind thought of the worst case possible.
"I'm coming," I stated in what I hoped what was a soothing manner. Hanging up, I gave Billy the phone back and picked up my wallet. Jack starting saying something but I cut him off.
"Home emergency," I rushed out. "Gotta go!" Billy didn't try to stop me, for that I was grateful. However, as I rushed out the door, I swear to God I saw Ryder looking at me with worry.
this is a pretty long chapter, so am i forgiven for being late? :)
*lyrics are NOT MINE. I used them from the songs:
"Chasing Ghosts" by The Amity Affliction
"Let Live" by Of Mice & Men
-xoxo frostyyy
until next time, chickens!
