The easy way? [pafp.gxg] or the hard way?

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    Mikaela Abernathy ▼17 ▼ popular girl ▼ panromantic


    Mikaela rubbed her eyes, groaning. "I don't know what she expects me to do for her, especially when she hopes I feel pain," She muttered as the sound of Bella's kick entered the room.


    A small 'thank you' was mumbled as Adam placed the band aid on the mark. The thing hadn't hurt much, what hurt more was the intentions behind it to be quite honest. Also Isabella picking at a fear she knew Mikaela had always had, that had been annoying too.


    "Huh?" She asked as Adam made their request, "I guess so, yeah. Don't know how good it will be though. All I do is little doodles in my notebooks."


    All she know how to draw was cutesy things. Birds, rabbits, hearts, clouds, the stereotypical things. She wasn't sure how such things would look on Adam. Maybe it'd be funny to see a tattoo covered guy with a cutesy little duckling on them, to be honest.
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    "She'll get over the whole 'I want you to feel pain' crap, trust me. She just finds that this time is the right time to try and make you feel the pain she does despite the fact that emotional and physical pain are two different things." He assured her before rummaging through a cabinet, pulling out a piece of paper and a pencil. He then rolled over to a light table to the side, patting the seat in front of it. "I bet you draw great. Everyone does just with different styles. Now come over here and sketch something out as a example." He offered before standing and brushing himself off. "I need to go get little princess and calm her down." He said before disappearing behind the door that Bella had went into not long before.




    It wasn't even a second before he reached the bathroom, knowing that she was in there. It was the only place with a lock and a small room, a nice place to release your emotions without feeling watched. "Princess, come out please. You might be pissed but you are still an apprentice here. If you want to be a full time as soon as you turn 18 then I need to see that motivation I did when I first met you." He spoke through the wall, falling silent as he listened to one more loud bang before she swung the door open and sighed. She looked like a total wreck. Adam only chuckled, though. He helped straighten out her hair before leading her out, watching as she totally ignored Mikaela and sat at her station, starting to sketch out some designs.

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    Mikaela Abernathy ▼17 ▼ popular girl ▼ panromantic


    Mikaela gave a slow nod of the head to Adam as he patted the seat. "At least some friends of hers have a little bit of sense in them, I guess," She replied, offering a small smile.


    She took a seat at the table, listening to the rest of what Adam had to say to her. "I feel like some art teachers may disagree with that statement, but it's ever so heart-warming still," She said back sarcastically, untying her ponytail.


    Mikaela shook her hair free, brushing her fingers through it before picking up the pencil. She tipped it side to side between her fingertips as she thought, not taking too long to think up an idea. As soon as the idea came she leaned over the paper, unconsciously covering it a teensy bit so Isabella couldn't spy.


    Isabella was ignored as she walked in, just as she ignored Mikaela. Meanwhile, the brunette drew up a small image of a gladiolus. She made to sure to note which parts where which color. The stem and parts branching off into other parts of the flower green, of course. The flowers themselves, a very pale pink fading outwards into a darker pink with yellow in the center. The buds a nearly red color.


    Mikaela sketched rather quickly, smiling at her own work. She glanced over at Adam then back at the flower. It suited him, at least what she had seen of him. Gladiolus; a flower standing for love and strength.
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    Adam walked back over to the girl, peering over her shoulder to spot the sketch of the flower. His eyes brightened up.




    "Wow, you got some skills. I'm tempted to offer you a spot here when you turn 18 but I'm sure you would rather not be around Princess anymore than you have to." He chuckled, patting her back before sitting beside her.




    "Now, Princess, you know what you gotta do." He suddenly called across the room, watching as the girl glance up and grumbled something before slipping from her chair and trudging over.




    "I'm sorry for hurting you and being a bitch." She huffed, arms crossed as Adam grinned brightly. He stood, patting the girl on the back with a proud look.




    "Good, now look at what she drew. What do you think about tattooing that for me below my neck hairline?" He asked, tilting his head as Bella leaned over Mikaela's shoulder to glance at the drawing. She sighed and nodded. "Yeah, I can do that for you. Never knew Mikaela could draw, though. Impressive." She added the last part as she turned to the girl, smirking suddenly before leaning back up. Sometimes she thanked being bipolar and the fact that she easily got over some things despite how much she still remembered and hated their breakup.

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    Mikaela Abernathy ▼17 ▼ popular girl ▼ panromantic


    Her head lowered as Adam approved of her drawing, puffing out her cheeks a little in slight embarrassment. "Thank you but - yeah, tattooing isn't really my thing," She answered truthfully, bowing her head towards the table. She was surprised Adam, who hardly even knew her, had even said such a thing.


    Mikaela glanced upwards as Isabella began speaking, her cheeks puffing out bigger. "It's fine. I got really mad at you too," She said with a crooked smile.


    Her head turned back to face Adam, listening to his comment then immediately back towards Isabella after hers. "Wait - what? You're really gonna tattoo my silly little sketch onto yourself?" She asked awkwardly, blinking rapidly several times in a row, "And uhm, thanks Bella."
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    "Pft, why not? It's different and I like it." Adam said, shrugging as if she was the odd one. "And I won't be tattooing it on myself. Bella will be doing the tattooing." He said in a 'duh' tone before pulling the sketch from her and handing it to Bella. "Make a stencil layout for it, princess." He said, watching as she quickly walked over to her station and set the sketch down on her light table. It only took her a few seconds to make a nice stencil, carefully grabbing it and patting the chair that laid within her station.




    "And if you don't believe me just watch." He chuckled as he walked over to the girl's chair, sliding in and leaning his neck forward. She carefully laid the stencil down, pressing carefully before raising it to reveal the stencil imprint on the area. She held up a small mirror, putting it down once he nodded in approval. Within the next minute she was already preparing the machine and ink, starting it up and carefully beginning on the small piece of art.




    "You can come over and watch, Miky." She surprised herself by using Mikaela's old pet name for when they were dating. She used to adore the small blush on the girl's cheeks, usually caused by something Bella said or did. Sighing, she shook her head and pulled her gaze from Mikaela after realizing she was staring. She quickly went back to work on the tattoo.

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    Mikaela Abernathy ▼17 ▼ popular girl ▼ panromantic


    "Wait - we're doing this right now?" Mikaela asked, surprised, "And I know that! You can't tattoo your own neck."


    She stood up, placing her right hand over her left elbow. It was funny how a few minutes ago her and Bella had been arguing and then suddenly she was watching Bella in action on her work. Maybe, just maybe, this paper wouldn't be so awful to write anyways.


    The girl met Bella's gaze, not even noticing the mutual staring before Isabella tore away. Her cheeks turned a light pink again, heat rushing to meet it once more. Miky that was - well, that had been a while since she had been called that. Maybe Mika or Mik, but Miky was a cuter more personal pet name none of her friends or people she had dated after Bella had said.


    "Oh! Uh, yeah s-sure. Th-thanks," Mikaela stuttered, shuffling towards the station. She found the best place to stand was on Isabella's right, so she wouldn't necessarily be in Bella's way bu she could still see what was going on. She had never seen the process of a tattoo being done, and had little to no clue how it worked, so while she was nervous she was also mildly excited.
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    As Bella focused on working with the buzzing pen and ink, Adam sat there with a relaxed look on his face. He was used to the slight pain of small and quick tattoos and stopped cleaning them after his 10th one since there was hardly anything to clean like this one. It was a nice little meaning for him, something that could stick out from his skull tattoos and even tiara tattoo on his collar bone that he got for Bella.




    "And... Done." Bella said, trailing in silence before the last part as she pulled the pen from his skin and turned it off. Despite the irritated skin it looked exactly like the sketch, the flower colored exactly how it was labeled on the sketch.




    "Perfect. Nice addition to my collection." He said In a impressed tone as Bella handed him a mirror for him to look back at it with. "Thanks Bella. I'm sure as soon as you turn 18 a ton of people will want to get tattoos from you. I have to say you're pretty quick and painless." He said, patting the girl's arm as a praise before standing and stretching.




    "Now, if I'm right you brought this lil lady here for a reason and I'm assuming it's for school. You guys can go to the back room and continue with whatever you need to do." He said, watching as Bella gave a small nod before shouldering Mikaela and motioning for her to follow as she began to head to the back. Once to the door she opened it, revealing a small couch and a flatscreen tv. It was a break room but would do. She waited for the girl to enter before she followed, shutting the door.




    "So, what do you want to know?"

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    Mikaela Abernathy ▼17 ▼ popular girl ▼ panromantic


    Mikaela watched Bella work with great interest, smiling once it was done. "You did a good job," She hummed, folding her hands together.


    "Oh! Right, the assignment," She nodded when Adam reminded them, "Yeah, we should... get on that, huh?"


    The girl nodded a quick thank you to Adam as Bella began to move to the back room, quickly trailing after her. Mikaela awkwardly moved amongst stations here and there, still not wanting to get too close to all the tools and what not. She picked up her speed as she passed the last station, following Bella into the room.


    "Hm... I'm not sure," Mikaela answered to Bella's question as she took a seat on the couch, "I want it to be detailed, that's for sure, and true to your personality. So let's start at... how's your home life, I guess?"
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    "Home life? I'm living by myself. Apparently parents don't approve of their kids wanting to be tattoo artists and not vets and shit." She said, plopping down on the couch and stretching out her arms. She ran her fingers through her raven hair. "Well, I do have a husky if that counts as a home life. I have to feed him and walk him I guess." She added, rolling her shoulders before slouching forward.




    "Besides that I sorta live here on and off. The only 'home' life involving family is here. Adam, Jesse, Brandy, Zayn, and Ollie." She said after a moment, reaching for the remote and flicking on the tv. She began to go through the channels before she just stopped it on the family movie channel. If there was one weakness Bella had it was kid movies like how to train your dragon all the way to Cinderella. The whole fairytale aspect in most of them just caught her attention. She just loved it, even more than when she was a kid.




    Grabbing for a pillow, she hugged it to her chest along with her knees. She had just realized that she had never bothered to put on her shirt so she somewhat covered herself up with the pillow and her knees, knowing that Mikaela wasn't as secure about stuff like this as she was. "Sorry, I know you hate seeing me shirtless." She apologized with a awkward chuckle, rubbing the back of her neck with on hand. Her eyes flickered from the tv to the brunette before quickly returning to the tv. She began to chew on her lip, a bad habit of hers.

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    Mikaela Abernathy ▼17 ▼ popular girl ▼ panromantic


    "Oh, u-uhm i-it's fine!" Mikaela stammered out turning away to stare at the television along with Isabella. It was kinda nice to know Bella's weird love for kids movies still lived on, even if they appeared to be a completely different person.


    Mikaela shifted in her seat, crossing her ankles as she thought about the answer to her question. "So you live on your own already? That must be something," She asked, "But I'm guessing you like it, huh?"


    She could imagine Bella living on her own. It suited her, in some aspects. Bella seemed to be fine at school, as far as home life went. She didn't seem depressed like the kids whose home lives were torn apart by divorce and cheating and what not. That was pleasant to see as well, the part about Bella being fine that is.


    "And the husky, what's their name?" She added on, smiling slightly, "It's good you at least have them for company."


    As for the other names, Mikaela had no idea who they were except for Adam. From the rest of Isabella's sentence she knew they worked here too, the art on the walls and Adam probably was done by all of them as well. You could tell they all worked together well and appreciated each other.
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    She shrugged. "I guess I like it but it's sorta hard. No one really supports me besides the guys here. And his name is Uggy. I adopted him with that name." She informed her as she shifted slightly to a more comfortable position. Usually she didn't speak about her home life but she would so she could get a good grade and that's it.




    "And actually it's not that good of company. He's chill but it's not like we can talk or anything." She chuckled awkwardly, running her fingers through her hair before shaking the thought from her head.




    "Anyways, another question?" She was quick to move on, leaving her explanation quick and pain free. She still wasn't ready to fully speak to Mikaela since she had to admit that she was heart broken when she left her. At that time she expected her to stay only because it was hard for her to deal with some things but no, she left her. The thought was still sour and stuck in her mind, causing her to give a unpleasant scowl.

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    Mikaela Abernathy ▼17 ▼ popular girl ▼ panromantic


    "Uggy is a cute name," Mikaela smiled, tilting her head to the side, "I'm sorry to hear about the other part though. Do you pay for everything on your own?"


    The girl sat up slightly, trying to ignore Bella's scowl as she thought of more questions. She was afraid to ask anything too personal, she wanted to just do more general questions. Though, this assignment kind of was the perfect opportunity to pry and see what made Bella tick now.


    "Uhm..." She said, quirking her mouth to the right, "Do you have any like, other relationships going on right now? Like somebody special? Though I understand if you're not okay with me asking that! I don't think I'd be too happy about the question either."
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    "Yup, I pay for every inch. Well, Adam helped me with the first month of rent but I'm fully paying for everything myself now." She paused, heart dropping at her next question. Why did she want to know? Wasn't it enough knowing she left Bella at the worst time or did she want to make sure she didn't get back up from her fall? Deciding to just answer it, her scowl darkened even more.




    "I gave up on relationships. They're stupid, worthless, and just a waste of my life. Nothing is worth the pain of a break up or being cheated on." Her tone was bitter but besides that it was clear of any emotions-- plain. She didn't want to say anything about how Mikaela made her feel like that because that would most likely make the brunette feel ever better about herself, thinking that she had so much control over Bella's emotions at some point in their life.




    "And I plan on staying single." She quickly added, eyes staring at the tv even though she obviously wasn't focusing on the movie that was currently playing.

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    Mikaela placed her hands on her knees, staring down at the floor as she listened. "That's pretty nice of Adam - though, I wish your parents would at least help out kinda," She said, "It isn't right for a seventeen year old to be forced to pay for an entire apartment by themself."


    The girl swallowed hard, looking slightly towards Bella as she continued on. "I, personally, don't think you can give up on relationships that easy, Izzy," She teased, "It creeps up on you, eventually. Even if you don't want it."


    o o c ; sorry for short-ish post again, favorite webcomic ended and the ending was awful so im sad lmao
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    Bella scowled at her response. She shook her head, muttering something to herself before she glanced over at Mikaela.




    "Says the one who has never had such crappy relationships. You think someone isn't good enough and you ditch them for someone else. And don't call me Izzy. You lost that privilege to call me that when you left me." She hissed out the last part, fingers twitching as she narrowed her eyes at the girl. Who was she to give her relationship advice? She was the one that made it so crappy feeling!




    "You act like I was the one who left you, who left you in the dust. Well get it straight. You left me and it ruined everything. Everything as in my hopes in relationships, our friendship, and my trust in girls like YOU." With that Bella stood, clenching her fists as she grumbled darkly before brushing herself off quickly. She walked over to the love seat, sitting there to be as far as possible from Mikaela. She didn't dare to look at the other girl, her eyes filled with a mix of hatred and annoyance.




    -- it's fine!

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    "So I see we're back to this again," Mikaela sighed loudly.


    The girl pushed her hair behind her shoulders, resting her elbow on the arm of the seat. She shifted in her seat again, tilting her head to get a good look at Bella. Honestly, Isabella hadn't changed too much appearance wise, but her personality sure had.


    "Listen," Mikaela started, "You weren't the only one upset about the break up, okay? It took me months to get better and I know you're still angry. I can't stop you from being angry, no matter how hard I try. I just - couldn't stay with you then. My parents would've blown a gasket knowing someone I was dating was doing what you were doing at the time. If they had known, things would of ended worse than we left them."


    The brunette let out a massive sigh, leaning back and staring up at the ceiling. Her parents were strict, only wanting the best for their daughter. She loved them both dearly and would be afraid to go against their wishes, especially when she had always tried her best to live up to their expectations.
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    "Wow, I can't believe you.. You broke up with me because of your STUPID PARENTS?! Is that all you care about? Pleasing them? Well I'm sorry that I was going through a hard time. If I would of known I totally would of blocked off all my painful feelings and sadness to please them. Oh god I hope they forgive me!" She threw her arms in the air, huffing. Her face was tinted a slight red from her annoyance, her voice filled with sarcasm and anger at this point.




    "And don't act like it 'hurt' you. All you had to do was go up to your little girlies and ask one to date you and boom, I'm replaced. I'm sure you did that, anyways! If all you do is plan on pleasing your parents then I feel sorry for whoever gets with you. They'll be perfect, right? Can't be sad or make mistakes? Well I hope you know that if you think like that NO ONE will love you. People make mistakes unlike perfect little you." She took a deep breath, eyes blazing. She had wanted to say those things for so long but never really had the chance and honestly, it felt nice. She loved being able to just yell at Mikaela for hurting her like that just because she wasn't enough for her parents. Was that what happened? She was just going to let her parents control her relationships?

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    The girl knitted her eyebrows, grumbling to herself. "My parents are strict, Bella, they just act like they aren't," Mikaela shot back, "They'd monitor everything I'd do. Hell, they might of moved me to a private school."


    Part of Mikaela snapped at Bella's last comment, causing the brunette to stand up and clench her fists. "Of course I fucking hurt," She frowned, voice barely above a whisper as she tried to calm herself down, "I'm sorry I hurt your feelings! I'm sorry my depression didn't make me stop going to school. I'm sorry I pretended to love people I didn't so I could feel some happiness. I'm sorry I didn't throw away the reputation I had been taught to preserve since fucking kindergarten just so I could be happy with someone, even if I really wanted to."


    Mikaela placed her hands over her face, collapsing back into her seat. "I can't fucking help myself so I'm sorry I can't help you," She mumbled, voice cracking as she broke into sobs.
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    Bella fell silent, eyes calming but quickly turning emotionless. She shifted her jaw as she stood, shutting the tv off.




    "Go home. Bringing you here was a mistake. I don't want to be friends. I don't want to get to know you. All I need to know is your my ex and you'll never be more." Her voice was broken and somewhat hoarse, emotions hidden as she walked out of the room. Almost as soon as she did Adam looked up, offering a smile which instantly disappeared when he saw her emotionless face. He frowned, standing and heading over to Mikaela.




    "What did you say to her?" He asked, arms crossed with a disappointed look as he watched the sobbing girl. He didn't offer help, though. He knew it wasn't his business besides Bella and at the moment he needed to know what had been said. "You broke her. What the hell did you say?" at this point he could tell that he was getting somewhat protective over Bella but he tried to keep it from being too obvious.