The Boy With The Skull Tattoo by Belinda Louis (korean novels in english .TXT) 📕

(DEION)

"Hand me the paint brush behind you D." Asked James.

It was a pleasure to see things eaten, to see things whitened and changed. Up, down, up down. I watched every stroke of paint change viciously as James painted over the wooden walls of the new house. With the paint brush in his fists, spitting its venomous titanium dioxide upon the texture of the wood. James tried his hardest to reach the very top of the wall where he struggled most. I watched him like a hawk in the sky up high, and he way my prey. His hands were the hands of an amazing musical conductor controlling the slightest note from an instrument.

How high and how low. His eyes were all white, with the thought of in need of a helping hand when he turned to look at me in the eyes.

"Are you going to help me or not?" he sucked his teeth softly. I grabbed another brush that was laid right side up by the very end of the other painted dry wall. It's bristle brushes were already drenched in white paint. I could tell it was already used.

"Is this one okay?" I asked. James turned his head around and nodded before I can even pick up the bucket of white paint and cover up all the ruins of the wood's history. He tapped me and said

"When are you going to give me a grand child?" Out of all the things in the world he contemplates about giving him a grand child.

" I don't know James." I laughed at him.

"I'm turning old as mold here Deion." His laugh went up and up. I giggled with him. My pocket began vibrating. I walked away from him, heading towards a quiet spot where I can speak however I pleased.

"Yea?" I said as I waited to the other person on the line to speak.

"Deion! Come by! Come chill with the boys." Said my close friend Drew sounding excited as hell on the other line that I can hear the other guys popping bottles and screaming at the top of their lungs. Quite jealous they're having this much fun without me.

"The time when I'm doing things you guys call for an intervention?" Drew screamed louder on the other line while I put my index finger in my ear to stop the sting from damaging my hearing.

"Fuck yea! Get your ass over here!" he screamed louder and hung up the phone. I walked out the empty bathroom and headed back to painting.

James looked at me back and forth.

"Go!" he said.

"What? Go where?"

"Go," He shooed at me. "go hang with your friends."

"But what about the--" The look on his face made me hush myself up."James? You sure?" I squinted my eyes at him.

"No worries I got it. You've been out here all day." I smiled at him and grabbed my hat and fled the scene jumping into my car and headed to Drew's place.

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After driving to Drew's place, nothing but strippers and circus dancers every where you looked around his house. Drew bumped into me when he saw me by the door waiting for him. He leaned forward into my face. I wanted to puke from the moment he opened his mouth and a smell of something you never thought existed. He can pass the world record for having the world's smelliest breath.

He's drunk and I'm not surprised.

"Deeeyyyonnn!" he said. I softly pushed him off. He aggressively tossed a vodka bottle in my hand and walked away. I was not going to stand there and not drink myself. I gulped down a heavy sip of vodka into my mouth before bumping into naked women touching me as I walked through the crowd.

I followed after him and quickly caught up with him before he can fade into a crowd of guests.

Elijah, Quinton, Drew, and Don all sat down by a pool table. I ran up to them greeting them. Quinton seemed to be drunk himself, he barely can hold himself up. Elijah seemed sober but looked lost in the process. Don seemed cool but later ditched into the pool with a bunch of naked girls.

As I'm in the middle of talking to the guys the music, suddenly, stopped. Drew placed his cup down on the pool table and pushed everyone aside to see who was disturbing the party. There was a big flash light coming from the balcony and a loud shriek from the microphone that shook everyone.

"Hey? What's going on?!" someone screamed from the crowd and everyone whined in unison.

"THIS PARTY IS OVER. EVERYBODY GET OUT!!" A girly voice echoed the entire neighborhood. Everyone was annoyed so they began leaving angrily while Drew tried to stop them.

"No guys please. She's kidding. You're on PRANKED!" he said hoping to stop them from leaving. "Guys please! YoungMoney and the OVO crew will stop by to do CD signings," They ignored him by the way. "THEY'LL BE HERE ANY SECOND NOW!" he shouted realizing he failed miserably. He followed after the crowd to the door. Eli, Q , and I stayed behind until, we, later followed Drew into the living room as the crowd got smaller and smaller. Everyone is being escorted out.

Drew sat down on the couch while the rest of us looked at him. We were trying to calm him down. I heard heavy footsteps coming from the the stairs right behind me as a gorgeous young girl fueled up with anger came running down with her fist tight as a rope ready to attack who ever made her mad. Her cheeks were hot red and her eyes popped out her sockets.

I stopped thinking about the world and focused on how attractive she looked from the moment we locked eyes for a quick second. I fell in love and I automatically wanted to put a ring on her finger and make her my wife. Her thick thighs were to die for. They looked slim in slender in her skin tight pink shorts. Her black Pink brand sports bra that taped around her chest like so. Her cleavage was visible enough for everyone to see. You could possibly tell she had large breasts. And for the first time I've ever wanted to bite an ass so big and perfect. From that moment on I wanted to love her right in the living room. She pushed me against the stair wall. The world froze for a second before realizing she pushed me. Tough pusher much?. My mouth widened as soon as she came closer to Drew. She looked like she wanted to stab the living jerk out of Drew, until, another female chasing behind her held her back.

"I COME HOME AND YOU DO THIS TO MY FUCKING HOUSE?!" We all looked confused and looked back and forth at her and Drew. I kept on looking at her thick thighs and that fine tiny waist line.

Drew got up from the couch in defense and jumped behind Quinton.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" She shouted in anger. The other girl behind her stood in front of her

"Drew your sister is boiling. You should run now." Said the other girl.

"Ellah I can explain." he said pushing Quinton towards her. My eyes were stuck like glue to her body.

"You better pray you don't die tonight Drew. You better pray."

"Trust and believe me I've already converted into the Muslim religion just a second ago." He said. She struck for a punch but she missed.

"Drew get the fuck out of here!" the other girl commanded. Drew fled upstairs and the other guys followed him while I stayed behind.

She was still angry and mad, but it turned me on so much. She walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. She huffed and puffed until she cooled down just a bit. She punched her forehead aggressively trying to stay calm.

"My silk robes Emily. All gone!" she slammed her forehead against the marbled counter while Emily stood to her side and patted her back to comfort her. "This fucking retard had the nerve to throw a party in my house. It's only been a month and I come back to see this. Emily what do I do?" Emily looked scared for her dear friend and placed a hot towel over her head.

"Try to calm down Elle."

Ellah moaned even more until she noticed that I was still in the living room, which connected with the kitchen.

"Are you fucking lost?" I looked around the room wondering if she was speaking to me. She rolled her eyes. "Yes you! Get out! The party is over" she shooed at me.

"You might want to get out before she goes crazy again" said Emily. Ellah walked out of the kitchen and walked toward me. I can feel her anger the moment she looked at me in my eyes. I wanted to grab her to my body and never, ever, never ever, let go.

"Can I help you?" I snapped out of my thoughts.

"What?"

"Do you want my fist up your balls?" she said evilly. She held her fist in the air. She wasn't in the mood to be messed with so I tried to avoid eye contact.

"Naww." I said slowly. I tried so hard not to stutter as I fixed my hat from sliding off my head.

She sucked her teeth at me and began pushing me out.

"Hey what are you doin'?" I asked trying to hold her from pushing me out even further. She looked me right in the eyes and I stood on the porch and watched her peacefully up and down.

"Drew can call you later just get the fuck out already!" She pushed her palm onto my chest and I almost fell backwards. Before I knew it the door slammed in my face.

(ELLAH)

"I'll never get tired of this place." Said Emily crashing on the bed neatly done.

"Yeah me either." This is our third time at World Battle Dance Tour. A couple seasons ago, I didn't win but that never stopped me from coming back to kick some skinny ass. I tossed my bags to the side of the door. I was distracted by the gold and white chevron designs on the wall.

"I honestly love what you do Ells." I headed to the mini fridge in the small kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Poland Spring water bottle.

"You do?" I turned around to look back at her and smiled in the process.

"Yes because when your touring and dancing all around like this, I always feel like I'm part of your journey," I sat down right next to her. "Minus the fact that I can barely dance." Emily sighed.

"Sure you can. I can teach you." I grabbed her hands as they followed