Chapter 36|Tattoos

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Freddi

It felt like I had banged my head against the wall one too many times.

After viewing the firsthand the violent ass hat my father became, I could never understand why kids thought it was so much fun to drink. Drinking Hennessy was like deep-throating a bottle of Germ-X and if you drank too much of it you woke up feeling like shit.

My nether regions were deliciously sore and one part of my neck itched like hell, but I couldn't scratch it because Axel was using my body as a pillow.

His head lay on my stomach and the rest of his body crushed my legs, his arms were on side of me, both wrapped in a layer of plastic.

"Axel," I croaked, my mouth acrid and dry.

"Hm," he grunted.

"We gotta get up."

"Just sleep with me," he groaned, kissing the fading hickeys on my stomach.

I rolled my eyes. "I think we did that already, but I wanna get up," I whined quietly, wishing that the pain in my head would subside.

"We need triple cheeseburgers," Axel mumbled, nuzzling my belly once more, before standing up. He swayed slightly, using one hand to rub his face before he realized that his arms were covered in plastic.

"Shit," Axel grunted quietly as he began unwrapping them, revealing fresh and still slightly red, sleeve tattoos.

The right one started as a lion, whose mane led down into roses surrounding a cross. The one on the left, however, was more intricate, it was... me, giggling from what I could tell, surrounded by roses and chains.

"What did we do last night?" I mumbled, just loud enough to be heard.

"Looks like we got tattoos," Axel responded causing me to furrow my brows. We?

Seeing my confusion, Axel pointed to the itchy spot on my neck. Following the irritating sensation, I reached up to find a piece of plastic.

Sitting up so fast that my already throbbing head spun, I rushed into the bathroom to look in the mirror. Silently hoping I didn't get something stupid -like daddy- I gently peeled the plastic away from my skin.

I instantly gasped as I looked at the reddened patch of skin. It was almost a mirror image of Axel's heart monitor tattoo. With the F brought to the left and changed to Ax, and the end a heart, I would say that mine was much better looking.

"Aw hell!" I whined, stomping my foot.

"What did you get? A picture of my dick?" Axel called from the room, wincing at the bright light as he walked into the bathroom with me.

"Oh shit, that's sexy," Axel muttered, squinting his eyes and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Come on I need junk food before a shower," I sighed, brushing off the topic of the tattoos and grabbing a pair of his Ray-Bans to battle the hallway lights.

Axel's brow furrowed and confusion swam in his eyes, but nonetheless, he did the same, taking a pair of sunglasses and following me.

Silently and barefoot, we walked down the two sets of stairs before entering the kitchen. Zach was standing there, making two very sizable sandwiches for himself and with a look at Axel, I knew he was thinking the same thing.

Quickly so we wouldn't get caught, Axel and I each snatched a sandwich, moaning as we took over-sized bites.

"Seriously guys? You couldn't make your own hangover sandwiches?" Zach asked, shaking his head with a sigh as he put down the glass of juice he was pouring, grabbing only a granola bar.

"How'd you know we're hungover?" Axel asked, a piece of bacon falling from his mouth.

Zach rolled his eyes and began grabbing the ingredients for a fruit smoothie. "You two were on SnapChat all night. Nice tattoo, by the way, Freddi," he comments, causing me to blush. "Thank goodness you guys didn't fuck on camera."

I nearly choked on my sandwich. "What do you mean 'on camera?'"

"Well, there was the faintest sound of you moaning, but other than that, you guys were just being goofy in fast food places," Zach explained with a shrug before he started the blender.

Turning a deep shade of red, I finished my sandwich in silence before going upstairs to check my phone.

Thirty-two calls. One hundred and thirty-seven messages. Three hundred and thirty-six Snapchat notifications! Taking a deep breath I began to check who the missed calls were from. Ten were from Heather, two were from my mother and the rest were from unknown numbers.

All of the messages were from strangers, so I quickly erased all of them, not bothering to read through what was without a doubt a bunch of sexual innuendos.

I mentally prepared myself before I checked the other notifications.

It couldn't possibly be that bad, can it?

. . .

My life was OVER!!!

Zach had said the moans were faint. He lied! The video clearly recorded me saying, "Oh fuck! Papi, you're so big."

"Babygirl it's okay if they try to mess with you, they have to go through me first," Axel said softly, suddenly laying behind me as I clutched one of his fluffy pillows, laying on my side.

"It is so not fucking okay! How could we let this happen?" I cried, turning and burying my face into Axel's chest.

"We got drunk. It's not like anyone saw anything," he whispered, but his words did little to soothe me.

"But they heard me," I pouted, as tears filled my eyes.

"And I think I'll get teased more than you will baby girl," Axel said, as the faintest of blushes stole across his cheeks. "They'll probably say I made you call me that," he elaborated quietly when I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Tell me that no one has called you that before," I look deeply into his eyes, silently pleading for the answer to be no.

"No. Mostly all those bitches called me baby," he answered with a grimace causing me to relax.

We lay in silence for minutes before I asked, "When have I ever called you papi?"

"You haven't, but I think I may like it better than daddy," Axel replied in a hoarse whisper. "Come here with that ass baby girl, I want you," Axel whispered in Spanish, turning to lay on his back, arms behind his head, his hooded gaze leveled directly on my crotch causing me to squirm slightly.

"Uhhh, a little slower please, my head still hurts. All I got out of that was baby girl."

Axel laughed loudly, his gaze visibly darkening. "I said, come here with that ass baby girl, I want you."

"Oh," I said dumbly, feeling my cheeks get hot.

"Yeah. You should do that," Axel said sarcastically and I laughed, jumping on top of him.

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Published: 07/25/17
Edited: 02/11/18

And again on: 09/22/18  

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