Her Eyes are an Eminent Drug {Chapter 1}

"Are you sure it doesn't hurt?" I pushed my un-pierced lips together easily for the last time.
"Just a little. You'll barely feel it."
I could feel a giant lump in my throat. I can't believe he talked me into this. "Will you at least hold my hand?"
Ben's bony fingers found their way to my shaky palms, damp from sweat. He pulled him self closer and lay his head next to mine, then let out a joking whisper.
"Tough it out, bitch." Ben released a slight smile and then pressed his lips ever so lightly on my forehead.
"Are you ready?" A man, bald with peach fuzz and a layer of inked skin, held a needle in his hand. I nodded, despite that I was nowhere near ready.
"<b>FUCK!</b>"