Razorblade Romance (Ville Valo Fanfic)

23. Poetry Carved in Flesh

We waited for Mige at the mall. I introduced him to Leena, who wouldn't stop talking to him. I was on the backseat watching them. He was enjoying the conversation as well, I noticed.

"So Eve, what's going to be? Do you know already?" Mige asked.

"I don't have a clue."

Mige looked at Leena, who shrugged. They probably think I was going mad.

We arrived at the studio. The tattoo artist came to greet us. His name was Michael, he wasn't Finnish, but Swedish. Mige and him talked a little and then he turned to me. "So, you are Ville's girl!" I felt overwhelmed, it was a strange feeling. "It's a pleasure to make your tattoo. Do you have a doodle or something to show me what you want?"

"No." He looked puzzled. "Well, why don't you check this album, then? Maybe you'll have ideas." He gave me a big book, with photos. Leena sat with me, looking at it as well, while Mike and Mige talked.

I saw several heartagrams. My heart jumped, because one of them I knew well. It was Ville's. Leena looked at me. "Are you thinking of doing one of those?"

"No. No, I just got distracted. I think I already know."

"So, what's going to be?" Mike asked.

"I've always wanted to make sunflowers. Because of Van Gogh. He's one of my favorites and I'm in a point of my life that I identify with him."

They didn't say anything, just looked at each other. Mike showed some examples, we googled some images and after a while, he understood what I wanted. I decided to do it inside my left arm, below my armpit.

It didn't hurt much. Mige and Leena were checking some tattoos for her as well. They seemed to like each other's company. It was a cute couple, and I smiled at the idea.

It took a while, and it was a good distraction. It seemed weird to think, but it was a good pain. It made me forget for a while the pain I felt in my heart. And I was enjoying the time with them.

"You know Eve, me and Ville, we were a bunch of crazies. We were drunk when I did his tattoo. I was worse than him at the moment, I don't know how I managed to do it. But everything went fine."

"How many tattoos are made by you?"

"I did two, only. One heartagram and a... Hum, I think it was a name. Don't recall."

"Were you drunk again?"

Mike looked at Mige. "Yeah, kinda."

I realized it wasn't that. But I wouldn't insist. If it was a name, it was probably an ex-girlfriend's.

He finished and I was very happy with the results. "It's beautiful, Mike. Thank you so much. That's what I wanted."

"No problem. I think Ville is gonna like it as well! Although he prefers black and white tattoos."

"I hope he likes. I know I did."

Leena decided to leave it for another day. She wasn't sure about it. Mige was teasing she was scared.

When we left, it was already dark, almost nine o'clock, I lost track of time. We decided to go to a bar. Leena wanted to know it after Mige talked so much about it. It was a rock bar, loud music and all.

It made me good, go out and see different things. The music was nice, the bar played songs from the 70's to modern stuff. Including HIM.

Mige turned to me, watching my reaction when the speakers started to blast "Buried Alive by Love". "Is it weird to hear your own music in a bar?" I asked him.