The World Is Ugly (MCR) [COMPLETED]

Part 6

A month later I lost track of where we were. The boys don't even remind me anymore because I forget the moment they tell me. So far only Ray knows who I am, the other boys besides my band knows I'm me. They don't even know my real name, they just call me Jaguar. I'm getting a new tattoo today, something I've always wanted but never really had the time or been in the right spot, but I am now. The boys were watching my kids and since we have a day off and don't have a show tonight, they're spending the day at the zoo, Ray is coming with me though. The 2 of us left the venue and walked towards the tattoo place.

"So I still don't know that much about you still, even though you never stopped being my best friend." Ray said. I laughed and put my sunglasses on.

"What else don't you know?" I asked.

"How bout' we play 20 questions?" I nodded and he started. "Favourite colour?"

"Blue."

"Food?"

"Chinese."

"Animal?"

"Dog."

"Who's your idol?"

"Still the same person...Billie Joe Armstrong."

"Favorite song?"

"At the moment...I'd have to say The World Is Ugly." That made Ray chuckle. We kept playing until we stopped outside of the shop.

"I still have one more question." Ray told me. I motioned for him to go ahead and he cleared his throat. "Why did you run away?"

"I was scared." I sighed. "I was having my best friends kids and he didn't even know that we had sex."

"Frank was heartbroken after you left."

"Stop it." I groaned. "You're making me feel more guilty about leaving because I see him around my kids all the time and he's so nice and playful." I rubbed my eyes gently. "It makes me feel stupid for ever leaving."

"I'm sorry I brought it up." I waved it off and kissed his cheek.

"All is good." He smiled and we walked inside the shop. "I have an appointment with Scarlet." I told the girl behinds the desk. She nodded and asked my name, I told her and she checked me off on the list, then went to get Scarlet.

"Hello." A tall girl with lots of tattoos and piercing said to me, holding her hand out for me to shake. "I'm Scarlet, but please call me Scar."

"Hi Scar, I'm Drew but call me Jaguar and this is my best friend Ray." I said, introducing Ray as well. He shook her hand as well and stepped back so Scar and I could talk about designs.

"What would you like?" She asked me.

"I want 'dal mio primo respiro ed i miei primi passi fino al tuo ultimo respiro e vostri ultimi passi, grazie per avermi insegnato', which means from my first breath and my first steps all the way to your last breath and your last steps, thank you for teaching me." I said, holding back tears. "I also want it to have a necklace, I have it with me, I want the necklace to lay underneath the words kinda like a underline but nit like a underline, do you understand?" Scar nodded, and turned her sketch pad around. I smiled at the picture and nodded.

"Can I see the necklace?" I nodded and unclipped the necklace that was hanging around my neck. It was a silver cross that had my Papi's name engraved on the bottom. It was my Papi's until he died and gave it to me. Scar handled it gently, noticing that it meant a lot to me. She sketched around a little bit and handed the necklace back to me. I fastened it back around my neck and Scar turned the sketch pad around.

"That's perfect." She smiled and we walked back to her room. I laid on the bed and Ray sat off to the side.

"I'll be back." She said and left with a smile.

"So." Ray said, looking around. "Where are you getting it?"

"Probably my left arm, I have nothing on my arm except for on my shoulder." I said, taking off my shoulder. He smiled and grabbed his phone, laughing at something.

"Apparently your kids have taken a liking to the penguins." I laughed and tossed my sweater to the side. A little while later, Scar came back into the room and showed me the stencil. I nodded and she put it on my arm. She tattooing, making me wince but I got used to the sting after a little while.

"Why do you want this tattoo?" Scar asked me.

"Well my Papi." I stopped, noticing her confused expression. "My grandpa." She nodded, not confused anymore. "He was my best friend when I was growing, my parents didn't want me so he took care of me." I sighed, as I mentioned the fails I had for parents. "He was my rock through me growing up, he was the one that made me realize music is where I wanted to be, he got me playing bass when I turned 4, guitar when I turned 7 and singing when I was 12. He was my biggest musical influence, and still is. When I turned 15, he died of cancer, esophagus cancer, I stayed by his bed side even through the days when he was so weak he couldn't talk, I was so broken when he left this world. I had no where to go so my best friend took me in and gave me a home." I smiled sadly, remember how Frank visited me everyday when I didn't leave my papi's bedside, and how him and his mom invited me into their home.

"I'm sorry to hear about how he died though." Scar told me, I could tell she was honest about it. "Cancer is never friendly." I shrugged and wiped away a tear with my other hand. After Scar finished my tattoo I payed and we left. Ray and I were holding hands and swinging them back and forth, we were just friends but we did this all the time when we were teenagers, it didn't mean anything. It was only about 5:00 so the others would be back soon. Ray and I just sat on the ground behind the OVE trailer, talking. We talked about everything that happened in the last 5 years. When the others came back they didn't even asked about my tattoo and I didn't tell them, I probably will tell them tomorrow, but for now, it was time for laughs and smiles.

A/N
Hope you like it, by the way, I have a new MCR book, it's a killjoy one. Please check it out. Love you guys. Comment for the next chapter

Listening to: Mama by My Chemical Romance