Another task I've been having problems with is trying to figure out how I wanted my tattoo to look like. Everyone had a coffin with a smiling drama mask on the lid, but they had something different around it. Mr. Ryder had two wolves circling his coffin, while Jason had it looked like it was on a canvas sitting on an easel.
I wanted it to represent who I am as a person. I had one tattoo on my left shoulder blade of a purple lotus blossom that has 'Gone but not forgotten' in an elegant script on the lilly pad it sat on. It represents my parents who I lost to some ruthless killer that the police never found. I was seven and staying at Emily's house when it happened. I had no other family members so I got sent to the orphanage. The police wrote it off as a break in because my parents were billionaires, but nothing was missing. My parent's mansion sits empty because I can't bring myself to sell it but I know I could never go back. I inherited everything from them, but I have no true desire to indulge in the money I have.
My phone rang, tearing me from my thoughts. "You busy?" Someone asked me. "No." I said. "Good go to the warehouse." I was instructed then they hung up. I sighed and put my sketch book on the coffee table. I looked down at the jean shorts, and black off the shoulder crop top I was wearing. I shurgged and put on my socks and shoes. I grabbed my stuff and left my apartment.
When I pulled up to the warehouse Jason was standing outside, and again he wasn't wearing a sling. "Do I seriously need to force you into a sling?" I asked as I walked up to him. He opened the door for me and I went in. A girl wearing a leather mini skirt, fish net leggings that went to her knees, a red bralette, and a leather jacket was sitting on one of the hospital beds. Her lip was busted, and she had deep cuts on her upper arms. Her knuckles were also raw and bloody. I took the pony tail holder that was on my wrist and put my hair up.
"So you must be the new doctor." She stated. I nodded, "My name is Nicole." "I'm Cece." She told me. I washed my hands then put on some rubbed gloves. I began to assess her and see how badly her injuries are. "Luckily nothing is broken, but your ribs are badly bruised." I told her as I began to patch her up. "Those damn Brimstones jumped me on my way home from the store. I want to know why target me anyways?" She asked. "It's war. They don't care as long as they take down our numbers." I told her softly. "They're a bunch of fucking pussies." She spat. "Just be careful next time." I told her. "Why do you care? You don't even know me." She asked. "I'm a caring person. One day it'll be the death of me, but that day isn't today." I replied. She smirked, "How did a soft person like you get mixed up with us?" I smiled, "It's a long story. There I'm done. Just take it easy, your ribs will hurt and since I wrapped them it'll limit your movements."
I gave her a small container of pain meds, "Take them only if the pain is unbearable. If you take them at every time you feel slight pain you could take the chance and over dose. They aren't your over the counter stuff so it'll take you some time to get used to them. Just take one for now until you know how they affect you." She nodded, "Thanks doc."
She got off the bed and left and I began to clean up. "How did you know you wanted to become a doctor?" Jason asked me after a silent few minutes. "Uh well it's kind of a personal story." I told him. "Fair enough. Where did you go after sophomore year?" He asked. "I had graduated and went to college." I replied. "Really? You were like what, fifteen?" He asked and I nodded. "I....wanted to make my parents proud of me." I confessed. "Were they hard on you or something?" He asked. "No, it was just something I felt I needed to do." I told him.
After a while I looked at him, "I didn't think you'd notice someone like me disappear." He didn't say anything after that and I just shrugged it off and began to leave. "Do you have any plans tonight?" He asked me. I was shocked by the question and turned around to look at him, "No." "You should come to Pulse and get to know the other members." He told me. I thought about it before nodding, "Ok, what time?"
"I'll pick you up at nine." He told me. When I got back to the apartment I looked at the time, it was forty after five. I went to my closet and noticed I didn't have anything to wear since the dress I did have was thrown away due to Jason's blood all over it.
I quickly called Emily, "Do you want to go to the mall with me?" I asked her. "Of course. What's the occasion?" She asked. "A couple of friends from med school and I are going to the club to celebrate how far we made it. I can't wear the dress the other night cause when we were running from those guys I got a rip in it and now I have nothing to wear." I lied to her. Lying was horrible and tasted terrible on my tongue, but I can't tell her what happened until this war is over because I can't involve her into this mess.
"I get it, one last chance to get waisted before you become full fledged doctors. Your training ends tomorrow doesn't it?" She asked. "Yeah it does." I replied. "Just come get me. I'll be ready by the time you get here." She told me. We hung up and I grabbed my stuff and left.
Emily was waiting for me in the parking lot of her apartments and I couldn't help the nervous look she gave a black Buick sitting across the street. "Aren't they from the club?" I asked. She nodded, "They won't leave me alone." She whispered.
I drove out of the parking lot and couldn't help but noticed they followed us. I gripped the steering wheel, and did my best to stay calm. We made it to the mall and went inside.
As we shopped we did our best to ignore our stalkers. I was relieved when I saw two guys who were with me that night I helped Ryder sitting at some tables in the food court. "I'm gonna go to the restroom." Emily told me. I nodded, "Don't take to long." After she scurried to the bathroom I noticed one of them followed her. Panic began to set in and I looked to the two. They got up and came over to me.
"What's wrong?" The one who pointed a gun at me the other night. "Two Brimstone members have been stalking my friend since we met. We met because I was running from them that night. One is over by the McDonald's watching me and the other followed her to the restroom." I told them quickly. "I'll handle it." He said and walked away while the other. "My name is Mathew by the way." The other introduced. "Nice to finally have a name to match the face." I told him. "So what car have they been driving?" He asked. "A black Buick with purple fuzzy dice on the mirror. So what's his name?" I asked meaning the guy who threatened me that night. "Thats Garette. He's not a bad guy, just a bad past." He said. I nodded, "I'm not judging him or anything. I'm actually thankful he's going to check on my friend."
He wrote his number on a napkin, "Call me if they keep following her." I nodded and tucked it into my purse, "Thank you." He nodded, "We protect our own." With that he left. Emily came back two minutes later.
We then talked about this co-woker of hers who totally has the hots for her. "He has these eyes that are like golden chocolate and he is super fine." She went on. I just listened as she talked, enjoying the fact I have someone watching our backs.
When I got back from the mall it was eight and I quickly got dressed in the black bralette, black skinny jeans, red leather jacket, and red stilettos. I curled my hair then did my make up. By the time I was done it was ten till nine and I heard a knock on the door. Mushu twined between my legs as I walked and I did my best to try not trip on him.
I opened the door and saw Jason there. "You're early." I commented. "Yeah." He said. "Come on in for a sec while I feed Mushu." I said and made my way to the kitchen.
"Mushu?" He asked as he shut the door. "My cat." I said while petting his big fluffy head. Jason looked at Mushu while Mushu looked at him. It was the weirdest stare down I've ever seen. After getting his food I sat it on the floor next to the water dish. I grabbed my clutch then we left. I seriously hope nothing happens, fingers crossed.
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