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“I know, love, I am just kidding.” Looking at my face, he adds, “Take a deep breath. One, two, three.”
Sharp pain slices through my inner ear. FUCK. I forgot this wasn’t the most pleasant feeling of them all. I clear my throat and breathe sharply through my nose.
“I forgot. God damn, Corey. You could’ve reminded me.” We laugh in unison, as he puts my earring in.
I chose an onyx stone one, straight bar, as that’s the best kind for healing piercings. He goes back to preparing for my nipples, as I keep rubbing my tattoo raw.
“Take your shirt off, love,” Corey tells me, smirking.
“I thought you were gay,” I joke, taking my shirt and bra off.
My whole body is shivering. Why am I so rash in making decisions like this?
“This will be cold,” he says, nearing me.
“It’s okay, I am so scared I feel numb.”
He rubs the disinfectant on my already hardened nipples, and they seem to stiffen some more, but I honestly don’t feel any cold, due to the copious amounts of adrenaline coursing through my veins. The clamp goes down, holding my nipple in place. I turn my eyes away.
“Just do it.” I breathe. “I will count, you just stab through the goddamn thing.”
“Okay, love,” he laughs.
At the count of three, the needle goes through my flesh. Oh. That wasn’t half as bad as I expected it to be. It just feels hot.
“Hey! That didn’t hurt at all!”
“Mhm. Wanna move to the next one?” His face is highly suspicious.
“Yes, yes. Let’s go!”
He repeats the process of preparation, I do the counting, and then…
“HOLY FUCKING CHRIST, COREY WHAT THE FUCK?” I scream at him as the pain like I’ve never felt before slices through my body. Losing my virginity was nothing compared to this, yet I thought that hurt.
“Your brain calmed down, since the first one didn’t hurt.” He laughs so hard, he almost topples over.
“I revoke your best friend card. That’s it.” I seethe. “You could’ve warned me, idiot.”
“I could’ve, but why would I? It was your decision.” The fool keeps laughing, as he puts the bars in.
I have a matching set. Also a black stone. Looking at myself in the mirror with my gorgeous, bejeweled nipples, I smile. I look powerful. I look edible. I look hot.
I look like someone Noah will never touch again. Not because he doesn’t want to, but because he can’t.
Putting my clothes back on was a little tricky, as my chest feels like it’s on fire. Fuck the bra, I’m going wild and free.
Kissing Corey on the cheek, I say goodbyes. The drive home is fairly quick. I blast my Lana Del Rey playlist, singing along. Even though the feeling of emptiness never left me since that night, I feel relatively happy. I did something for myself.
***
Once I finish packing my bags, I stuff them into my car. Corey follows me out, and holds me for quite a while. I know I will only be one relatively short drive away, but moving out hurts like a bitch. It was easier when he was the one leaving. I knew it deep in my heart that he was coming back, one way or another. And he wasn’t leaving Silver Lake. I am.
I took the job offer a few weeks ago, found the apartment, and now is the time to grab that role by the balls.
I sniffle into Corey’s shirt, not being able to let him go. He kisses my hair, as I feel his tears wetting it.
“It feels like I am sending my daughter away,” he chokes, and in a way it does feel like I am both his child and his best friend. He was everything to me since I was six.
