I try, I swear

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That gif though XD

*Kayte's POV*

I smile and look down at my bracelet. I also wrap my necklace around my hand.

The necklace is silver with a pink heart on it. It was really expensive, but I don't know the exact price. George wouldn't let me see.

"George, I want a tattoo." I say.

"Of what?" He asks.

"Maybe a quote? I'm not sure. Help me!"

"How about something like a bird? It represents freedom." He states.

"Or a butterfly."

"I like that idea. Why a butterfly?"

"One of my favourite band members has butterfly tattoos. Have you heard of him?" I ask jokingly.

"Yes. I hear that he's in love with a really pretty girl!"

"Okay. But seriously, I want a butterfly on my left index finger." I smile.

"Sounds great!"

"Is there a tattoo place near here? I want it done soon."

"Just down the street. We can go now if you want?" He asks.

"Okay." I get my shoes on while George goes to persuade Jorel and Danny to come.

Then we walk down the street. It's not very far away, so we don't get in the car.

"Are you sure about this?" George asks, opening the tattoo parlour door.

"Yes." I say, stepping inside.

We find one of the people and tell them what I want. Then I sit down and look at my hands.

"About there." I say, pointing to where I want my tattoo.

The guy cleans it and then pulls out the needle. I look at how much that's going to hurt, but it will be worth it.

About 30 seconds in, I realise that this hurts more than I thought it was. George holds my other hand, while I watch what's happening.

Finally I have a finished butterfly tattoo.

Just as I look up Danny walks out, slamming the door behind him.

"J, what did you say?" George asks.

"Nothing." Jorel quickly responds.

"Whatever."

George pays the tattoo guy and we leave.

*Jorel's POV*

I try to think of what I possibly could have said to him.

As soon as I get back home I storm upstairs into Danny's room, slamming the door behind me.

He jumps, dropping his lighter.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD DANNY!" I shout at him, becoming extremely pissed.

He writes What?

"WHAT? REALLY? HOW STUPID ARE YOU?" He flinches at my words.

Just go.

"NO! I WILL NOT JUST FUCKING GO!" I notice a rope on his floor.

Please leave.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT DANNY? FUCKING KILL YOURSELF!" I grab the rope and throw it at him, and then grab a tub of pills and throw that at him too. It breaks and painkillers go everywhere.

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