Maggie:
-" Yes, I remember that you looked into it for a long time" He scanned my face if he would looking for something in my soul, his warm eyes began to be more serious, more suspicious. I wanted a tattoo so damn but I was embarrassed to say that my father would die in shock if he would be mortal. He likes to call me a lady. I don't even know what this word exactly means. But I think Jack's ladies don't have a tattoo or other shit I want.
"When you were there with your friends." He continued. Manny stood up from his chair with his cup and went by the table where his papers with pictures of a tattoo were laying. Those I had been thrown up everywhere on the floor, but now they are all collected. He gave one to me. I took it looking into his eyes. I don't know why but his gaze began to make me feel nervous. "Then you said that tattoos aren't your thing" He paused for a moment, when he realized that he was rudely staring at me he took his latte into his hands and he sipped a liquid slowly, his gaze left me. Of course, I said it is not my thing and more, not my father's who is super controlling. I felt as some tension become lower a little bit after his drinking; it is true that when you feel uncomfortable with a person, drinking something helps to feel busier and it makes you relax. I took my black coffee without sugar too. I wanted that my hand would be busy. And I was happy that I had a paper and a cup. It is so strange how in one moment I was so confident when I was there last time and suddenly the atmosphere changed me into a mouse. It is the result of his strange talking with his friend. And I began to think maybe I shouldn't give myself this present, maybe it is a bad idea. I don't think that Jack would be happy with my surprise too. But he barely sees me so what the difference.
-"They aren't, but this...I like it." I said with my eyes directed into the picture.
-"So there's a meaning of it. By the way happy birthday Mrs..." He said with his warm eyes and one raised eyebrow in waiting until I will say my name. A little smile showed on his face, he looked like a child who was given candy and forgot that he cried five minutes ago. He was inspired by the curiosity about my chosen tattoo. I like people who feel a passion for their job, I know this feeling when I hear a good song, a really good, I want to dance to it. Music is my inspiration. But it's sad that I don't feel my Muza visiting me anymore. And I feel happy when I see other people still with their Muza in their life.
-" Maggie..Maggie, Storm." I introduced myself with a smile on my face. And Yes it is a reason why I wanted it...."I was not sure If I can say this, but I still said, with him, I felt easily free. At least when he wasn't scanning me every second I said a word. "I have some nightmares and I thought...you know..... that...that it will stop them to ...." I felt a little bit funny. In my thoughts, it made more sense but when I am talking with Manny about it, sounds as if I would be crazy. But he didn't let me finish the words as he saw how hard I try to explain to him...he finished my thought for me.
-"You think it will catch your nightmares." He said seriously. I nodded with my head to him in afraid to say something more foolish. I felt like an idiot.
-" I know you think I am so strange, I should buy one and put it up to my bead instead of making it on my back. If that stuff works firstly, or whatever.." He chuckled a little bit, took his equipment, and brushed his fingers through his hair in relaxing his scalp. He looked sexy. Then he smiled looking down and playing with his cup, his gaze soon came back to me and again lowered to his equipment on the desk. His cheeks were a little bit red.
-"You don't even imagine what this word means He said sheepishly with a little smile on his lips. His smile made me feel a little bit better I liked that warm gaze of his eyes, I wished Jack would look at me like he does, wait, what?
"It is just I know that look in people eyes when they are not sure about a tattoo on their skin..you can't wash it Maggie and your eyes telling me that you still doubt about that" He stated in a serious voice. His gaze never left mine.
-"I don't think that my father would be happy about that, he is very old-fashioned.." fine I said it. Manny raised his one eyebrow with a surprise, he froze and his voice became loud and almost he screamed to me.
"-Maggie are you a minor?! " this is a reason why I didn't tell anybody how Jack is treating me. And know from Manny's huge eyes I understood that for Jack I still was a child he will never see me as the young woman I am now. Manny's voice was like a mouse and his body suddenly tensed, angrily he puts his stuff on the desk.
"-No, I am 19" I tried to calm him down. But he still didn't trust in my words...."I can show you my ID if you need it. I looked deep into his eyes and it looks that my gaze calmed him down for a little bit.
" -I TRUST YOU," He said in a husky voice his face so close to me that I could feel his hot breathing to my nose and lips. " I mean I believe you just forgot to ask for your ID when you came in the first place" He suddenly understood that somehow in the air came a sexy mood and just quickly shake his head in controlling himself from his thoughts. Whatever they were. But it also confused me too a little bit. It is hard to look at this man without lust especially when you never had a boyfriend. So my hormones are crazier than ever.
"Aghmm.." he caught in trying to look professional and not flirt with his customer but I saw that he was embarrassed because we both knew that he was lust for me." You will need to take off your clothes," He said in making me back from my thoughts I looked at him but he was not looking at me and his cheeks reddened more. Why suddenly he looked shy, he should suppose to look at bodies every day, I should be shy not him. Especially a well-built, strong, and blond guy who looks like a bad boy from a crazy action movie with his all tattoos on his skin. He looks as he would be 26 or 27. I stood up and took off my sweater easily.
-"Are you sure about this?" He asked the last time, before beginning his work on me. and putting a needle in my skin.
-"Absolutely not I said," I gave him a warm playful smile, he tensed for a moment then looked at my calm face which relaxed his shoulders again " but we will do it anyway" I stated a normal fact. He chuckled again and shook his head from one side to another with his huge smile on his lips. He began to draw and I thought that it will be hurtful but I felt almost nothing. It was like a feather on my skin.
"There weren't feathers on my drawings you added this by yourself....and" Now I didn't let him finish his sentence eat your own medicine nice, cute, boy.
"-And you wanna know what it means to me," I said with confidence and rolled my eyes in pretending that his questions annoy me. But my playful voice showed that I was happy with chatting. Finally, I felt good. Like a normal. Like there weren't any rules just me and a fate of not knowing what I will do say or what will happen to me. Jack planed all my life and I felt like I am living with no purpose or passion anymore.
-"I knew you will say it is not only for beauty because it looks cute." He looked happy to talk with me too. He was driving but a smile never had left his lips.
-"Well, it looks cute." I teased him and chuckled a little bit. My coffee was cold as his latte too, we weren't drinking it now at all. And I forgot that we should finish it. It looked that there wasn't left time for it. It was fun to talk with Manny.
"But yes I have a meaning for them too," I said. It is the feathers from my angels, for luck and for protection in the daytime, "I tried to explain as good as I could but wasn't sure if he understood. "Well, there must be also something and in the daytime, when monsters are chasing and changing me. I want to be fully prepared. I joked but Manny turned pale as a paper. And he stopped for a moment of doing his job with wide eyes.
-"Are you a witch?" He asked carefully if he was afraid to scare me but I with a confident laughed in loud voice.
"-Of course I am... We all women are witches" I couldn't help and joke but he didn't laugh and somehow I felt stupid and embarrassed that my jokes were bad.
"-I don't know if you are or not but you definitely talk like one." I thought he was teasing me, but his face became serious again. And I remembered my cold coffee but didn't want to move and drink it in not wanting to enjoy the liquid but just needing to do something with my hands. We didn't speak after that he was working on his art and I was looking through the window. It was dark and late what time is it? 11:24 pm, Oh shit I broke Jack's rule.
-"Do you want some colours on your feather?" Manny asked me in a little bit cold and angry voice. What have I said that suddenly he was all cold and angry. I shook my head and just said that I want one black and another white. I told him that my mother is one of my angels and she is dead, and the next feather is my father.
-" I am so sorry, shit I didn't know. Shit...Maggie, I am.."
-"It is ok I was little then. Can't remember her for most, just some words and fragments." I couldn't believe how easily I told everything to a person who I saw for the second time in my life. Even with my friends, I am not talking about my family.
-" Your father's feather is black is he also dead?" I didn't know what to say to him, yes and no? My true father: I don't know who he is. I think Jack doesn't know anything about it too. My real father can be dead, but my black father is not him, it is Jack. I knew that I can't tell anybody about his secret, that he is a walking dead. A dead one, how he likes to call himself, but for me, he is just a vampire. He a sexy, dangerous, cold, and hot at in same time, well mostly cold with his attitude. He doesn't let to touch even his skin after my sixteen birthday. The more time passes the less I see him. And it is hurting me so much, sometimes I feel like he is really dead like my mother. All the time I can't reach my loved ones. And I so much want their love, their protection, their needing of me.
-"I am sorry I shouldn't ask." Manny's voice was sad and uncertain, I look at the clock on the wall it is 23:53. The sweat began to drip from my forehead my body was tensed like a rock.
"Do you want to have a rest? I know it can be painful especially for the first time" He reddened like a tomato. Wait what was in his head about firsts times? Manny asked supposed of thinking that I'm tensed because of needles. But I'm not hurting because of that I am afraid even if Jack isn't in the city and still it's the first time I broke his rules and afraid about it so much. But who cares he isn't there. He doesn't care about me anymore, he even doesn't call to me, so what the rush to make him happy when instead he is hurting me. Maybe it is good that I am no problem to him, he doesn't need to have business with me. And I can call Uber or a taxi for my safe journey.
-" I mean not your first time but...." It became awkward, a big man with tattoos on his skin who looked like a killer was struggling in talking with me, a young girl. It was a little bit funny.
-"Manny it is ok just finish it," I said to him and looked through the window into the dark night. I stopped to breathe when a car went by a street and lighten a person standing near the door of a tattoo shop. Jack, he is here. He was dressed all in black. His long hair was a mess, which was laying on his shoulders and his eyes black as tar. His face is cold as ice. and his gaze burning with fury into me and Manny. I was half-naked with a man doing me a tattoo I am dead or soon will be. The shop had windows where from one side you can't see anything but from inside you can see everything. And jack, he saw me he could manage to look at me with his killing gaze through that window.
Maggie:I stood up so quickly from the desk as if the lightning had hit me.-"Are you done Manny I really need to go" was so nervous the one thing I could hear was tik tok tik tok. Time was over and I broke a rule and I am thinking now what Jack will say or do. I took my sweater with my shaking hands in not waiting for his answer. I was panicking and didn't know what to do now. When he came from his journey? Does he have eyes on my butt? shit, this is soooo bad. I even not dressed properly and he doesn't like when I'm wearing makeup I can't even imagine what he is thinking when he saw me half-naked by Manny.- "What's so rush Maggie who is burning?" Manny looked confused but then he sniffed the air and his all body tensed. Slowly he turned around from me and looked through a window where was standing Jack. Manny suddenly changed so much that I couldn't help and stare at him. His grey t-shirts almost tore off when his muscles grew stronger, espe
Maggie:I stood up so quickly from the desk as if the lightning had hit me.-"Are you done Manny I really need to go" was so nervous the one thing I could hear was tik tok tik tok. Time was over and I broke a rule and I am thinking now what Jack will say or do. I took my sweater with my shaking hands in not waiting for his answer. I was panicking and didn't know what to do now. When he came from his journey? Does he have eyes on my butt? shit, this is soooo bad. I even not dressed properly and he doesn't like when I'm wearing makeup I can't even imagine what he is thinking when he saw me half-naked by Manny.- "What's so rush Maggie who is burning?" Manny looked confused but then he sniffed the air and his all body tensed. Slowly he turned around from me and looked through a window where was standing Jack. Manny suddenly changed so much that I couldn't help and stare at him. His grey t-shirts almost tore off when his muscles grew stronger, espe
I couldn't believe what Jack did to Rose. He washed her brains. Did he ever had done that with me too? He could manipulate me whenever he wants and I wouldn't know that... It was so easy to do to him this.-"What is wrong with you today?" Jack came to the house after me, he closed the doors with annoyance. -"What is wrong to me, what is wrong to you?" I asked with a surprised look and my voice with a little bit too loud.-"You don't seem very happy to see me around". Jack crossed his arms on his chest his black eyes were gone, now there were dark blue eyes. He looked almost like a human. In his eyes, I could see hurt. What does he expect? How I should react when he is acting in that way. I didn't know what to say to him so there was left only silence for some seconds.-" You almost are never at home, do you think that all my life I will be waiting for you and crying in a hugging with Hope?" Hope is our cat he is very old but also he is my best friend. I don't re
-" You have sold me."It was the last words I could say to him. -"No I gave you him for free." He said easily but his words were now difficult to understand.I felt as my all hairs on the body stood up in one moment. My eyes became blurry suddenly I felt dizzy and couldn't hear what he is saying to me anymore, but then something changed. Quickly my vision became better, better than ever, my hearing became louder. My mind was working as clear as I remember, I knew that I can control my mind, I felt huge power on me. It made me feel good, strong, powerful. Jack was still talking, he was breathing to my face with his words. It was a knife to me but I understood everything, should it work in that way? soon I should forget everything? But I don't feel in that way as Rosemary was. I feel too good, did she feel the same? I am standing here still keeping his gaze, and feeling the connection to our minds, that power which he is sending through me, but it doesn't scare me anymore, i
The water was burning but it relaxed me. My mascara was all over my face so I reclined my head which was so heavy from my thoughts. When Jack was at home I never did my makeup because he said that my mother was naturally beautiful. He didn't understand why other girls put something on their faces. When Jack was out Mascara was my best friend. I took red lipstick. Yoyo's present for me, I never used it it is so bright. Jack would say that red lips make girls vulgar. I covered my lips with that wonderful color.It was strange now to touch my short hair when all my life it was long. Jack loved my long hair he said that my mother had the same just a little bit darker. He said that she was pure, sweet, strong, smart, and stupid at the same. I don't know why he thought in that way but he was smiling when he talked about her, so I suppose her stupidy was cute for him. All my life I tried to be like her but I never was enough. I never felt too good, too talented too sensitive, or
before 16 years agoJack's point of view:-"How long have you been watching me?" Lilliana suddenly asked me in a calm voice. She looked at me and waited for my answer.-"How long you know that I was watching you?" I was avoiding answering and looked away at the way I was driving. Instead of giving her information about me, I asked more about her. She narrowed her eyes and when she felt uncomfortable she was stroking that thing on her laps. I hate animals especially for those who I needed to rescue and to risk my own safety. This is my first saved animal so I hate as well as care for it because of Lilly. But I can't lie it was fun to kill those men, I can't remember when I had so much fun.- "Do you all the time answering with another question?" I couldn't help and smiled, she was smart.-"Not for a long time." I finally answered her first question. She won't give up until I will answer for her, would she? She a stubborn as well. I don't know why I was so o
Before 16 years.Jack's point of view:Her heart was beating loudly but I almost couldn't hear it from my anger. She couldn't breathe because of her panic attack, but I couldn't leave her. For fucks sake, she has Maggie. I want her pain I want to feed myself with her fear, slowly and patiently I will play with her last seconds of life. I didn't notice how Lilliana came from this women's house with a baby in her arms. I was so concentrated on my anger and didn't notice that she took her opportunity to go inside her room and take a child. A cat was left mewing on the floor. Not so far my leg.-"Jack please leaver her". I couldn't hear her pleading, the grudge was too strong. She threatened them and insulted my Lilliana. I don't want that fat pig would die I want that she would suffer. But Maggie began to cry and my sense came back to me. The grudge couldn't let me see that she was safe now in her mother's hands... The kid was still sleepy, with one hand she sc
After 16 years:Maggie point of view:We drove like we were crazy, we sang, screamed, and just loosed our hair. She had shown me in the car her clothes one after another.-"Cute blue dress, black little classic or as always jeans and t-shirts?" Susan was asking she always prepared for me jeans because she knew that for me what was most comfortable was my perfect zone. I never had listened when she advised dressing more challengingly. But she still carried for me those all stuff, she never lost hope of making change my mind. Oh, she had everything! and always was prepared to look her best. She all the time was caring with her a huge bag full of makeup and other girlish stuff. She even had their hair curling-tongs. That girl could be easily any girl's stylist she loved to make perfect dolls of the girls. I have to agree that she was perfect for what she was doing but she also annoyed me because I didn't care about girlish things which she suggested to me every time...It