Battle Scars// Eli/Hawk x oc

Prologue - battle scar-

She felt the glass shatter underneath her fist, cutting and slicing at her exposed skin making blood pool on the floor and splatter on the shards now scattered on the floor.

"You bitch" exclaimed the girl in front of her, she didn't know this girl, not well enough to call her a friend. She just did a thew jobs for them every now and then meaning she was a familiar face, called Mia or something, she didn't care enough to remember.

"Right back at you" she muttered in reply as she coughed, leaning over on her knees, blood splattered on the ground which made her crease her brows in concern, blood seeped around her lips which she licked of quickly.

She had aimed for the girls head, hoping to end the fight quickly, but instead she had smashed her hand straight through a cars window. Now her hand was screaming at her, her blood pulsing and spreading along her palm, she breathed heavily in pain. Some glass was attached to the gory scene that was her hand which made her cringe once again.

Suddenly the girl she had aimed for had lunged towards her and grabbed her by the back of the jacket and pulling her to her feet.

"Your pathetic" whispered the girl in Ezra's ear viciously as she wrapped an arm around the girls neck. "But you were useful, such a shame" she spat as she shoved Ezra back to the ground and letting her go. Glass once again scratched at her skin. Lucky her top and jacket, along with her jeans kept the majority of her body covered.

She felt herself being flipped onto her back, she blinked quickly as she tried to get the water out of her eyes, she was crying.

"Crying?" Laughed the girl above her, as she looked her in the eyes and smirked. "Now that's new" she said, Ezra new she was talking about her eye, "shut up" she said as she squirmed out of the girls grip and kicked the girl in the gut so she could scramble to her feet.

She stood there, leaning against the car her fist had gone through, she hadn't notice before but it was wailing as it's siren went off.

"Shit" she whispered it caught the attention of people on the side street around the ally corner. She heard footsteps coming down the alleyway and towards the bloody scene.
She ran towards the bag on the floor she was meant to give to the girl who now lay on the floor struggling to get up as she held her stomach in pain.
Ezra looked at her with slight fear before covering it with a smirk. "Have fun in jail" she said turning to flee the scene before police came.

"Oh no you don't" came the reply and before Ezra could move out the way and down a slip road, the girl had swiped her legs from beneath her and straddled her, holding her arms by her side so she was laying on her stomach.

"Really?" Ezra exclaimed as she tried to get the harsh grip off her arms, the girls nails dug into her skin.
She breathed heavily as she heard more footsteps, now running as they must have seen the damage that had been caused and she heard sirens coming from the road.

"Your coming with me" smirked the girl above her. Ezra struggled.

"Stop where you are!" Shouted an informative voice from behind the girl on top of her, she couldn't see him but she knew it was a cop.

She felt the hands let her arms go, as the girl got to her feet, hands in the air and facing Ezra with a satisfying smile she would never forget.

"Face away and hands behind your head" shouted the voice as Ezra fallowed the orders, her hands shaking from both pain and anxiety as she moved them behind her head, now on her feet.

Her breathing was heavy at the thought of being stuck behind bars. She wished she could run but she knew she would be shot on the spot. She was working with horrid people, she should have expected it to end this way.

She was shoved into a police vehicle, pedestrians surrounded the car in curiosity, some taking pictures and others on the phone. She sighed aloud, she was going to be the local news, people would think she was horrid, an outcast.

What would my parents think?

A single tear ran down her cheek as a flash of bright light made her squint, a camera crew had came and took a picture of her. She looked away embarrassed and ashamed. Lucky she was saved by the policemen moving them away and entering the car.

"Your in big trouble kid" said Cameron, the local policemen as he looked at the girl in the reflection of the mirror. He knew her since she was kid; orphaned at seven and adopted later on by Amanda Peters and Sarah Peters, she was loved and cared for last time he checked. So he didn't understand how the girl had wandered into such a mess.

"I know Cam" she relied, hanging her head.

The car drove off and she watched the familiar town go by.