Mayonaka(Dead of Night) Pt.3

They beat his face to a pulp. His nose smashed. And then the worst part came. All i could do was scream till my voice was hoarse and my tears were never ending... still never ending. A man with a masamune sword approach Ryuu and stabbed his heart. He ripped the beating blood-saturated heart out of his chest and threw it at my feet. My soul imploded, my heart blown into a million pieces. So i ran, ran into the darkness...put on a mask...and turned up to Finch Pointe. My safe ground, far from the yakuza, far from the pain. This is why i mix my music and pump the bass loud. Because i cant get the beatingof his heart out of my head... and the music drowns out my pain.
*thump thump thump*

Mayonaka(Dead of Night) Pt.2

He said he was going to gift me something special when i arrived. So, when i reached the shop i threw the door open and yelled his name
"Ryuu!"
"I'm in the back X!"
I throw my crap in a corner and hurriedly stumble to the back room, where he had a chair waiting for me and a needle in his hand.
"What's this Ryuu?"
"Its your present, what do you want?"
"Well, I never thought about getting a piercing other than my ears.... What do you think would look good?"
"...Snake Bites"
"Don't those go on your bottom lip?"
"Hai!"("yes" in Japanese)
I would do anything for Ryuu, he was my life at the time, everything revolved around him in my eyes.
So i got them, the snake bites, and i loved them, because he loved them. After he penetrated my flesh with the stainless steel needle,there was going to be a loud crash from the front in about 3 minutes. So, Ryuu finished putting in the studs in my lip, and explained to me that he had a dark secret.
"X, I'm going to die....in a few seconds"
"What the fuck are you talking about Ry? This isn't funny."
"I'm not joking, Ive lied to you X...I'm so sorry."
"RYUU!! What is..."
Cut off from a loud crash from the front, i saw for the first time, fear seep out of his majestic eyes.
"Im part of the Yakuza, X... and ive messed up...real bad. Just know that i love you..."
Men covered in vivid tattoos rushed Ryuu. I coudlnt help but scream and leap out of the chair. I tried bashing one the guys heads in, but he threw me against the wall in a chokehold....and made me watch. i remember every hit thrown to his body. They ripped his shirt off and revealed the huge dragon i tattooed on his back, the fire blazing up his neck , all the way behind his left ear.

Mayonaka (Dead of Night) Pt.1

I was removing, removing the piercings from my bottom lip. They are made of rose-gold and they are the japanese symbol for music.(like this:.)  I sat on my bathroom counter letting the Q-tip fill with peroxide. I looked into the mirror and stared at the two holes in my lip. I guess it was the way the holes looked in my lips but it reminded me of his eyes, so dark and endless...
          The wind whipped me raw as i was rushing to his shop. I was in Ishikawa, Japan and I was in love. In love with a japanese boy, who made my heart sang, every time i glanced at his coal colored eyes. He was a professional piercer and he was a master at the art.
          

INKED UP

I would give Johnny Guilano a bar code tattoo on the back of his neck or on the left side of his chest over his heart. I would do it in white ink. White ink gives a scar effect to tattoos, it looks less like a tattoo and more like a scar on lighter skins. I chose a bar code because he is like a product of the corrupt society. Since, hes apart of illegal transactions, e.t.c.

Sluggish Ventilation pt.2

          After, a long day at work I rush home. I shower quickly, dress, and run to Nails,Naturals, & Weaves. I made an appointment a few hours before the Drag show. I wanted to NOT look like a hot mess at a fabulous event. So, Sugar hooked me up with squiggly cornrows that stopped half way so my blond fro poked out. My curls were looking so defined and gold, I had to go back home and change my outfit to match my marvelous hair!
         Making a nice entrance with my backless gold halter top, denim skinny jeans, and purple suede pumps. I sit in the second row of seats. The second contestant caught my eye most of all. She(HE) was workin the catwalk and after the show I rushed up to her(him).
"Hey babe, what's your name? "
"Ms. Amanda Reckonwith, can i help you gurl?"
"I just wanted to let you know, you blew my mind. Thanks for doin ya thang, it made my night."
"Oh, thank you huney Gurl!"
I get blown a kiss, and I walk home.
I feel pretty full with life tonight! It's a start Mr.Clown.

Sluggish Ventilation pt.1

           I was hoping, hoping that the omelete, hash browns, pancakes, biscuit with gravy, turkey sausage, and the tall glass of cold OJ came fast. Sitting in the raggedy booths of 26 hour Diner, I scrutinize the dull grey sky and the quickly falling drops of rain. At 8:00, 35 minutes after I order my food, im about ready to rip the hair out of my head and foam at the mouth. SO HUNGRY! Finally, the crabby waitress that reeks of cigarettes plops my steaming plates on the table.
"Hey, by any chance do you know how to speak any arabic?"
"Seriously?"
I dig in. It was worth a shot right?

My boss is my next victim. Sure enough, she knew what my creepy clown quote meant!
"Live your life to the fullest little spirit, or death will find you quickly."
"Well, thats sorta bizaare."
"Your tellin me, kid."

I try and finish all my work at Blat it Tat, because there's a drag queen show tonight!!! Unfortunately, its being held in Queen's Palace. At least, there will be some type of entertainment tonight though. Last week, i went bowling. Bowling. REALLY? I wanted someone to just shoot me. ITS SOO LAME! I was feeling pretty pathetic for being at Garret's Lanes. So, i had to cheer myself up with some donuts after that.STRIKE!

Inferno

          I was leaving, leaving Creative Movement's pole dancing class. Wiping the sweat off my brow, I watch a guy pull up in front of the carnival. What was his name again? DREXEL! That's it...i think. I wave, but he doesn't see. He doesnt even park, he just drives off into the night. Shrugging it off. I see why he drove off. There was a FIRE! HOLY SHIT! I dig out my cellphone, and dial 911. Hopefully the ambulance and firetruck(s) shows up soon. Because the smoke was already suffocating, and i just got to Finch Pointe's entrance. I rush inside, my eyes welling up with tears. In my apartment, my thoughts slip back to what that clown said. I repeat it, over and over again. Still yet to find an translation.