I wake up to light kisses on my shoulder blades from Alex. He rubs my arm and plants one final kiss.

“Wake up my love.” He murmurs. “Jamie called saying she wants to go out for that breakfast in 20.”

“Ughhhhhhh.” I groan flipping over to face Alex. “What time is it?”

“9.” He chuckles.

He drapes his bare arm over my naked body and pulls me closer. I snake my arm around his back and we lie like that for a few minutes, letting my body wake up. Alex pulls back to kiss me on the forehead.

“Get up boo.”

I nestle back into his embrace and lock myself to him. “No.”

He sighs, but with a smile on his face. Gently, he strokes my hair and realizes I won’t get up. All of a sudden, my phone rings.

“Hey Jamie.” He answers for me. “Yeah. Yeah she’s awake. What’s that? You’re about to head over here? Okay I’ll let her know.”

He hangs up and raises his eyebrows at me, in an “I told you so” type of way. I tear myself away from him grudgingly and get dressed. I settle on a pair of light blue torn jeans and a giant turquoise shirt. I slip into my combat boots and throw my hair up into a ponytail, just as I hear a knock at the door. Alex throws on a pair of boxers and answers it. I see Jamie blush and look away, asking where I was.

“In here.” I call from the bathroom.

She speed walks towards me in relief. “You ready to go?” She asks.

“Yup.” I grin and snatch my phone off of the charger. I walk up to Alex who is grinning at me.

“You look beautiful.” He murmurs and pulls me in for a hug. “I love you Princess Diana.”

I giggle and pull back to kiss him. “I love you more Alex.”

“Impossible.” He calls to us on our way out. “Have fun.”

Jamie and I make our way out of the hotel and hail a cab.

“So how was your night?” I ask as the cab driver drives us to the nearest Starbucks.

“Amazing.” She blushed. “I missed him so much.”

“He missed you too. I swear, you should have seen him that night he came to talk to me. He was a drunken mess telling me how he needed you back.” I offer up, so she knows the feeling is mutual.

She blushes harder and giggles. “I’m just relieved to have him back.”

We ride the rest of the way in silence. Within a few minutes, we pull up to a Starbucks. I pay the cab driver and scoot out of the back seat with Jamie. We walk inside and both order a small coffee, and a muffin. We take a seat outside and she looks as if she has something to say.

“Is everything okay?” I ask her politely.

“Yeah, I am.” She stares at the table.

I reach across and touch her arm. “Hey, you don’t have to hide anything. It’s okay you can trust me.”

She looks up at me, her timid eyes turning frightened. “Promise you won’t tell Jack?” She squeaks.

I nod and encourage her to continue.

“Okay.” She lifts of the sleeve of her fleece sweater to reveal about 7 or 8 shallow cuts on the inside of her wrist.

I gasp and reach out for her arm. “Jamie, no. How did I not see this last night? What happened?” A million of questions flooded my mind.

“I did it after Jack fell asleep last night. I just feel so guilty and I don’t know what the hell to do.” Silent tears slip down her cheek.

“What is going on? Why on earth would you feel guilty?” I release her wrist and watch as she nervously shoves the sleeves down. “I won’t tell Jack.”

“Please don’t. So when he and I broke up, I was heartbroken. I love him Di. He’s just everything to me. We didn’t date for long but when he left, it’s as if he took me with him. My friends took me out one night to get my mind off of him and I got pretty drunk. There was a guy there, Randy, eyeing me the whole night. I decided a good way to get over Jack was to replace him, even though I knew deep down there was no replacing Jack. Well after a few more drinks, I decided to go home with him. One thing led to another and we slept together. Randy keeps texting me but I don’t talk to him. So now that I’m back with Jack, he seems so happy. The more happy he is, the more crushed I feel. I feel so dirty.” She whimpers as more tears fall down her face.

I scoot my chair next to her and pull her in for an embrace. “Don’t worry. We all make mistakes. But you need to tell Jack. I can tell you right now, he’ll be angry. But I don’t think that’ll break your relationship.”

She sniffles against my shoulder and nods. “I know you’re right. I do. I just don’t know when. He wanted to have sex last night but I just couldn’t bring myself to. I just felt so damn guilty. I used to cut when I was younger but I stopped. Last night just triggered old habits.”

I nod in understanding. “It’s okay. Well not okay, but I get it. Just relax for now. You’ll know when the time is right to tell him.”

Jamie nods at me slowly. “Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me.”

“Anytime.” I smile at her. “It’ll all work itself out.”

We finish eating, making small talk along the way. I shouldn’t have signed myself up for this secret. I really want to talk to Alex about it and get his opinion, but he’s best friends with Jack. The odds of him keeping a secret from Jack are on in a million.

Jamie and I head back to the hotel, a little happier. We get to the top floor where are rooms are and face each other.

“Well. That was fun.” She smiled at me. “Thanks for everything Diana. I think this is going to be great.”

“Same here. Have fun today. And keep in touch if anything changes.” I pull her in for a hug and pull away.

I dig through my bag, looking for a room key. Of course, I forgot to grab one on my way out. I knock on the room door. Within a second, the door swings open and there is Alex, still in his boxers.

“Finally.” He grins.

Alex takes one step towards me and scoops me up. I snake my arms around his neck and lock my legs around his waist, happy to be back with my one true love. He carries me to the bed and lies me down gently.

“What do you want to do today?” He asks hovering over me.

“I think I want to get a tattoo. I’ve been thinking a lot lately and I want to get a dream catcher on my rib cage.” I grin at him.

“Sounds good to me.” He winks. “Sexy actually.”

He leans down and places his lips softly on mine. I return the kiss happily and pull him down on top of me.

“Can we just get naked and cuddle for a little?” I murmur. “I don’t want to go yet.”


Alex slips my shirt off for me and I unbutton my pants. I slide off the remaining articles of clothing as Alex tugs his boxers off. We snuggle under the covers and lock our bodies together.

“We can do whatever you want today.” Alex mumbles against my hair. “Today is your day.”

“Why do you spoil me so?” I giggle kissing the tips of his fingers.

“Every day has been my day silly. I think it’s about time you have a day dedicated to you.” He wraps his arms around my waist and hoists me on top of him.

I sit up and he reaches out to run his fingers up and down my stomach. I lean down and lie down on his chest. He continues to rub his fingertips lightly on my back while humming lightly in my ear.

“Alex I love you so much.” I kiss the side of his neck. “I’m so glad you got me that dream catcher. I have never been able to sleep without a night terror like that ever.”

“It’s a good choice for a tattoo.” He approves. “I love you and just want to help you whenever I can. I want to be there for you always.”


“Don’t ever leave me.” I squeeze him tightly.

“Never. You’ll be mine forever.” He growls and hugs me super tightly. “No one will ever hurt you again.”

I smile, knowing this is all true. “Let’s go get that tattoo.” I sigh sitting up.

We get dressed while Alex sings, My Only One. I relax, totally at ease when he sings. I’m so happy he’s going with me to get this done. I have a feeling I’ll be there a while.

I slip on my floor length black skirt, and slip on a grey, loose tank top. I put on a pair of black sandals and turn to Alex who is already dressed in his usual skinnies and purple t-shirt. He grins at me and pulls me in for a kiss.

“How did I get so lucky to have such a beautiful girl?” He asks me with a smile on his face.

I giggle softly and duck my head. Something about getting complimented makes me feel uncomfortable. “Let’s get out of here.”

I Google up the address to Kat Von D’s tattoo shop on the way down in the elevator. Alex hails a cab, tells him the address, and we are off. It takes about 30 minutes before we pull up to the small, yellow building. ‘Tattoo’ is written in red at the top and a few people walk out, looking happy as hell. I look at Alex who is grinning at me.

“You look like a kid in a candy store.” He laughs.

We hop out of the cab and I almost sprint to the door. As we enter, the artists look at me and Alex. One of them approaches us.

“Welcome to High Voltage.” He grins. “I’m Corey Miller. Do you have an appointment with anyone?”

“N-no.” I stutter, realizing how silly I was not to make an appointment.

“We were hoping for a walk in.” Alex chimes in, slipping his hand into mine.

Corey nods thoughtfully. “I’m not sure if we have anyone available for that. Let me check.”

Corey walks to the back and Alex and I take a seat. My leg taps nervously up and down, hoping that they have someone. Alex squeezes my hand and begins humming softly, so only I can hear. Corey walks out, and next to him is the one and only Kat Von D.

“Hey there.” She comes walking up to us energetically. Her black hair is styled to perfection and she’s wearing black skinnies, and a black crop top that says “High Voltage”.

“Hey.” I squeak.

“Rad hair.” She smiles at me. “I hear you are here for a walk in? What can I do for you?”

“I was hoping for a dream catcher right here on my ribcage. Black and white only.” I show her. She takes the measurements and writes them down.

She nods thoughtfully and begins to scribble a light sketch. “Give me about 5-10 minutes and I’ll be ready.”

“Thank you.” Alex says and leads me back to where we sit.

I am frozen, absolutely star struck. Alex stares at me, a little worried.

“Are you okay? You seem nervous.” He asks while rubbing my hand.

“I’m just so excited.” I grin. “It’s Kat Von fucking D.”

He laughs and relaxes. The minute’s fly by and Kat has come fluttering out of her office with a sketch in hand.

“This way dudes.” She grins at us and points to her station.

I lie down on my back and Alex sits in a spare chair. We watch as Kat sets everything up. She lays the stencil down on my ribs and turns to me.

“That good?”

I look and approve. She smiles and starts the tattoo machine. I flinch but Alex begins singing softly in my ear. I relax and she begins to tattoo me. It hurts at first, but after a line or two, I get used to it.

“So what’s the meaning behind this tattoo?” She asks, while hard at work.

I explain the night terrors to her and she nods in understanding. “So Alex, my boyfriend,” I point to him. “Took me to get a dream catcher when we were in Arizona. Ever since then, the night terrors were gone. It’s a mini tribute to him, but also a reminder to keep the nightmares away. I figure, even if we do break up it’ll be a reminder of how much he helped me in my life.” I squeeze his fingers and look at him. He has a small smile on his face.

“That’s freaking awesome.” Kat says. “Are you two from Arizona?”

“No. It was just one of our stops on his tour.” I explain. “Alex is in a band known as All Time Low.”

“Oh shit, I’ve heard of you. I’ve actually done a few lyric tattoos from your songs.” Kat grins at him.

“Sweet.” Alex nods. “I decided to bring her on tour with me because she’s my rock. We’ve been dating for a short amount of time but I can’t imagine a day without her.” He mumbles, staring into my eyes.

I smile and squeeze his hand. Kat awww’s and continues on the tattoo.

After a painful 3 hours, my tattoo is finally done. I look at it in the mirror and tear up. It’s beautiful.

“Perfect.” I whisper.

“Awesome. It looks amazing.” Kat throws an arm around my shoulder. “No more nightmares.”

“No more nightmares.” I repeat.

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