[ WP ] When someone is murdered , their name appears on the skin of the killer . You wake up with a name on your arm and no knowledge of how it got there .

I woke up with the sun in my eyes, I had sand all over my face. That must have been a hectic night. I fell asleep at the beach. A few other people were here too, but they were still sound asleep. 
 
 I wondered what time it was and looked down to check my watch. `` what the hell?'' I said out loud. There was a name on my arm. I knew what it ment straight away, but i could n't remember why it was there. 
 
 I remember me and my mates hit up the club and got totally wasted. We went and got those awesome kebabs from that little take away store thats always open for hungry part goers after the club. Then we came to the beach for a bon fire & to finish off the night. 
 
 That was it was n't it? Im sure that's all we did. 
 
 I looked down at the name again, i knew the name, i knew it well, but i had n't seen her, or him for that matter, in months. Our break up was hard, i did n't deal with it well, so i kept my distance and prefered not to see her. 
 
 It actually was n't her name, it was his. The guy she had cheated on me with. I hated that guy so much i had dreamed of killing him, but i would n't have done it, not really. Could i? I did n't even see him last night. Well at least not that i can remember. 
 
 Some one was stirring near me in the sand, one of my friends was wakeing up. This is good, now i can ask him if he knew anything. 
 
 `` Tommy?'' I ask in a shaky voice. `` What happened last night?'' 
 
 Tommy rolls over, looks at me with a quizzical look on his face. He looks at me, notices im holding out my arm, then he starts pissing himself laughing. 
 
 I look at him in horror. `` Why are you laughing?'' I ask, `` what did i do?'' 
 
 By now everyone has woken up from Tommy laughing, they realise whats going on and start laughing too. 
 
 `` What the fuck are you all laughing about?'' I scream. By now im not only freaking out but im getting mad too. 
 
 Finally, through his laughter Tommy says'' haha! Do n't you remember? Haha! We stopped at the tattoo store after the club. We told you not to do it man! We told you you would regret it! But you wanted to put his name there like you had killed him! Hahaha!'' 
 
 Now i have to walk around with that dickheads name on my arm. A constant reminder of why i do n't have my girlfriend anymore. At least until i save up for a cover up. 
 
 ** please note: i am not a writer. I do not wish to be. Im not very good at punctuation and there may be spelling mistakes. It is probably very badly written. This story just jumped into my head when i read the prompt and i wrote it for a bit of fun. Thanks for reading. 
 

