Well here is an update. Please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the music mentioned in this story, nor do I own Twilight.
Place: Port Angeles; Hot Fire Tattoo Shop
Date: Friday, November 22
"Damn!" hisses John again as they tattooed the falcon on his arm. His eyes were watering, the tears dripped down the side of his face. I leaned against the wall watching the blood pop out of his skin. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the thought of the Cullens and the certain blonde girl.
"Hey Jack", I looked over at Warrick who waved with his hand. I gave one more look to John before moving over to the next station. "Big Bill" the owner of the store stood with his sterile black gloves on.
"Sweetheart, I heard you wanted a piercing", Big Bill was your picture perfect form of a biker. Clad in leather, and long graying hair with a beard. To some people he would be rather intimidating, was to me the first time, but he honestly was like a big teddy bear.
"She wants her lip pierced", I looked over at Cara whom was pointing to the right side of her lip. Big Bill nodded and motioned for the black seat. I sat down and he hit a button the seat slowly reclining. He pulled out what looked like a piercing gun and walked over to me.
"I want you to take a deep breath and let it out when I tell you", I did what he said and he muttered let go and I did. My eyes weren't watering and the piercing only hurt for a second.
"Jeez Jack you get more impressive everyday", muttered Cara. Her eyes glittered and I paid no mind to trying to figure out what the look meant. The pain was little to me; I had been in worse physical pain before and the emotional pain I had right now was far more powerful than any piercing gun.
"Alright everybody, let's roll out!" cried Warrick. John stood next to him wildly trying to wipe the tears off his face. Tara and William appeared out from a closet and were fixing their clothing. Cara grabbed my arm and I slid my leather jacket on again. We walked into the cold and my piercing stung from the wind.
"Bye kids, be careful", I heard Big Bill call out from his shop. We all walked along the bustling streets of Port Angeles. A lot of people were out since it was Friday. John, William, and Warrick were pushing and playing around in front of us. We three kids followed along a few feet behind.
"So Jack", my eyes wandered from the sky to Tara who was grinning at me. "See anybody you like?" I ignored the fact Cara stiffened up next to me. Tara's eyes kept wandering back and forth from Cara and me.
"I don't know", I muttered and looked down shoving my hands deeper into my pockets. I felt Cara hitch her arm to mine and I looked over.
"Come on, the guys are already there", Cara looked a little hurt and all I could do was nod. I knew Cara cared for me…but I didn't feel the same way. At least, I don't think I do. I couldn't picture myself with anyone now that Rosalie was gone. Cara was kind and understanding and she certainly wasn't ugly but I wasn't ready to be with anyone. I was brought out my thoughts when a booming base filled my ears.
"Where are we", I asked Tara my eyes wandering to Warrick who was talking to the bouncer. He held up something and pointed to all of us. The bouncer looked down at the clipboard in his hand before nodding. He opened the rope and Cara tugged me along as Tara took my other arm. The people back from the long line on the side of the building all complained.
I only got a quick glance of the glowing red lights outside "The Darkness" was what it was called. We moved into the room and I watched all the people dance to the music. Not that you could call it dancing; it was more like having sex with clothes on. "Here", I turned to look at Cara who grabbed my hand and pressed something to it. She pulled it away and now a black mark was on my hand in the words of the clubs name. I nodded in thanks and she handed me a beer; we both clinked ours together and took sips.
All of my friends moved back and forth from dancing occasionally while I leaned against the bar watching. "Hey there", I turned to look at the women before me. She had a long brown hair and piercing blue eyes. "I'm Tabby", she held her hand out and I shook it. "Wanna dance", before I could answer she set my beer down and dragged me to the dance floor. The lights flashed wildly and she grabbed my hips and pulled me closer.
She dragged her hips against mine and wrapped her arms around my necks. She threw her head back and giggled. "Relax", she purred in my ear running her hand down my back. My head swam and I felt the beer finally kicking in; my inhibition weakened. I began to sway my hips in motion with hers. I paid no mind to how her hands ran all over my body and how she nibbled on my ear. My body enjoyed it but the inside of me screamed for Rosalie Hale. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back as we swayed to the music are hips brushing. The dance reminded me of animals in the heat, but we all weren't animals.
Protect me what I want
Protect me, protect me
The singer's voice cried out and I felt tears fill my eyes.
Maybe we're victims of fate
Remember when we'd celebrate
We'd drink and get high until late
And now we're all alone
Wedding bells ain't going to chime
Rosalie's image flashed before my eyes and sorrow began to drown me again. I pushed away from the girl and she looked startled. "What's wrong", she cried out over the music. I shook my head wildly trying to rid myself of the sorrow that threatened to drown me. I pushed through the crowds quickly.
"Jack…EVIAN", I heard Cara's voice cry out from somewhere in the crowds of humping young people. I pushed through the crowd and out the front door. The music still haunted me so I ran down the street and into an alley. I paced back and forth before hitting the wall and sliding down it onto the dirty sidewalk. I began silently crying as the images of the Cullen family flashed before my eyes.
"Evian", I heard someone purr and I blinked to the familiar accent. I looked up and my eyes widened to see red eyes in the shadows. They stepped out of the shadows and my heart began to race.
"L-Laurent?"
DUN DUN DUN. Oh, sorry; that was too dramatic. Lol Anywho, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and I apologize for not updating so much lately. I've been kind of doing some soul searching, so yeah. Oh, and the song in here is Protect Me From What I Want by Placebo. I'd suggest looking it up and listening. It's kind of the mood I picture for how Evian is feeling right now and some of the lyrics sort of fit. Well please review! Toodles!