A Lighter Shade of Blue (Kings of Chaos 2)

“Fuck, most emotion I ever saw that fucker have,” someone yells.

I hear their voices, but none of them matter. “You’re mine tonight, little girl. First we get that tattoo.”

“I’m ready,” she whispers.

I set her down.

“Welcome to the Barrett family,” Bolt whispers, hugging her.

“Thank you, Bolty.” She kisses his cheek.

He walks off grinning from ear to ear. Happy is a good look on my kid.

It took a while to figure out something that would work for both of us. She has to be presentable for work, and if it was up to me, it’s be somewhere everyone would see. In the end, we decided to go with a spot that could be visible or easily covered up by her hair. I lead her back to the tatt

oo area Sketch has set up. The brother is the only one I’d trust to take care of her.

“You ready, Bluebell?” he asks with a small smile.

I’m shocked. I didn’t even know the brother had teeth.

“Yep, I’m ready.” She lays down on the seat with her hair twisted and hanging over the opposite shoulder.

I sit beside her and hold her hand.

“All right, mama, here we go.”

I feel her body tense as the gun begins to buzz. She winces, but slowly her shoulders relax.

He puts my name in first, with an apostrophe and a S behind it, and follows it up with the crown that rests on the head of our skulls.

I want to lick it, but I know it needs cream and a bandage.

An hour later, we’re all set.

“You ready to see it?” he asks.

“Yes.”

He hands her a mirror.

She grins. “I love it.”

“Good. Let me get some cream and a small bandage. It’s going to be tender for a little bit. But it should heal up pretty quickly in that placement.

“Thank you, Sketch.”

“My pleasure. Any time you want more ink, you come to me, yeah?”

“She will,” I say. “It’s official. How you feel?”

“Like it’s about time.”

I laugh. “I got something to show you before we join the party.”

Her eyes brighten. “I think I’m ready for that.”

I hold out my hand to help her stand, and guide her to my room. I’m not good at this shit. My palms are sweating, and my chest feels tight. Dad told me to make a gesture toward her. It surprised me when Reb went so far as to advise me on this. We walk into my dorm room and I close the door behind me. The ones here are way nicer and twice as big. Equipped with new beds, nightstands, and dressers it’s a huge step up from the original clubhouse.