Tattoos and Damon Drama. Ch. 47

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Burnt lungs, sour taste

Light's gone, day's end

Struggling to pay rent

Long nights, strange men

And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since 18

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries

And they scream

The worst things in life come free to us

Cause we're just under the upper hand

And go mad for a couple of grams

And she don't want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Or sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat

Tried to swim and stay afloat

Dry house, wet clothes

Loose change, bank notes

Weary-eyed, dry throat

Call girl, no phone

And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since 18

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries

And they scream

The worst things in life come free to us

Cause we're just under the upper hand

And go mad for a couple of grams

And she don't want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland

Or sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

An angel will die

Covered in white

Closed eye

And hoping for a better life

This time, we'll fade out tonight

Straight down the line

And they say

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since 18

But lately her face seems

Slowly sinking, wasting

Crumbling like pastries

They scream

The worst things in life come free to us

And we're all under the upper hand

Go mad for a couple of grams

And we don't want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland

Or sell love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

Angels to fly

To fly, fly

For angels to fly, to fly, to fly

Or angels to die"

"Eli your making me tear up." Love said making me giggle.

"Thank you."

"Phoenix I didn't know that you liked to sing." Damon said. Raiden was sleeping underneath Damon's chair.

"Like? More like loves. I met her family before I came here and all she would do is sing and dance around."

I smiled at the memories. I was singing Lovebug by the Jonas Brothers and Grandpa said that an old friend was visiting. I didn't care at the time. But when came in I knew that he was a cool guy.

Me and him would jam out to some classics and when I left I cried and made him promise to call and text. Of course we would talk every once in a while but you know how it is. People get busy or in my case you are constantly getting kidnapped. Well you got to keep things interesting.

When Eros finished I had Hopeless Romantic on each of my forearms. I had to stack them on top of each other. But it looked beautiful. And I loved it!

My other tattoo was under my collar bone and in small letter it said 'not all who wander are lost.'

I gave Eros the biggest hug and kissed him on the cheek. He really was cute but not my type. I know who my type is. Lol.

I gave him $500 after at least 30 minutes of begging. Damon and I got into my car

"Damon I think that we should still be friends." I said.

"Oh not the I think that we should just be friends talk. Because Phoenix I honestly made a mistake. I don't know what I was thinking because you are the only one I love." Damon said to me, making me already starting to cry.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO WALK IN ON THE PERSON THAT YOU THOUGHT LOVED YOU CHEATING ON YOU?!?! DO YOU?!" I screamed as we stopped at a red light.

"No." He whispered so quietly that I could barley hear him.

By now I had tears streaming down my face and I could hardly breath.

"Do you want me to drive?" He asked. I responded by pulling the car over and stepping out, holding Raiden in my arms.

Damon sighed and started home. My eyes felt heavy and I could barely stay awake. The last thing I heard was Damon's voice saying, "I love you. Please forgive me."

A/N: click the external link to see the tattoos and outfits. :D

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