The Troublemaker

Chapter 1: Dylan

I am sitting once again in a police station after this new fucking cop arrested me again. His name is Alexander Black and I hate his guts like he hates my guts.

Alexander was an ex-marine. He was quite handsome to say the least. He had short black hair, and brown eyes, I think. He had an amazing body to be honest. The perfect body.

"A body that I wanted to slam me against the wall and fuck me senseless," I thought to myself. "Shut up. No thinking that. We hate the damn guy," I scolded myself.

I sat patiently as I stared at him, unamused. "I didn't even do anything wrong officer," I explained to him.

He gave me a hard look as he replied to me, "You keep breaking the law Dylan. I know you are used to getting away with things like vandalism," he told me sternly, "but you can't destroy people's property."

I saw the unamused look on his face as I smiled lightly, while responding, "I didn't destroy anything Black, I was trying to capture my pet," I sighed dramatically, "but ended up running into things. Simple as that."

I swear I saw a muscle in his saw tick as he glared at me, "Sure," he responded with sarcasm. "Keep telling yourself that," he said harshly.

At first I thought he might slap me, but he kept talking, "You are lucky I am in a good mood today," he said like it was a threat, "next time I catch you doing something like this, you are spending 2 nights in a cell."

I tensed at the thought being locked up in a cell, but kept a straight face as I replied, "Whatever you say officer. I'm leaving."

He gave me a stern look, "Stay out of trouble," he told me as I stood up.

I smirked, knowing I was going to cause more trouble, "Whatever you request officer," I gave him a thumbs up and walked away.

I walked out of the police station as I took a deep breath of air. It has been a while since I enjoyed the outside.

I smiled as Sheriff Walker was walking towards me, "Hey Sheriff Walker!!" I greeted him.

He gave me a smile and stopped, "Already made it in jail again??" He asked me.

"Coulnd't help myself," I told him truthfully. "It is so easy to annoy Alexander."

I heard him sigh, "What did I tell you Dylan??" He asked as he gave me a stern look. 

A look I didn't like. 

Great. I made him mad. I hate it when he is mad at me.

"He just got out of the Marines," he told me. "He doesn't need trouble right now."

He only saw me as trouble?? I felt my heart drop at that thought.

I know he didn't mean it, but I couldn't help but take it to heart, "I know. I'm sorry," I replied as sadness filled my tone.

I saw Connor's expression soften and he sighed. He put his hand on my shoulder, "Just be nice, don't be too mean," he said softly, "and whatever you are thinking in that mind of yours, ignore it. None of it is true."

I smiled lightly, "I'll try," I told him.

He smiled and nodded, "Thanks."

"Well I am gonna go home and sleep," I told him.

He laughed and nodded as I walked away.

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I finally got home and walked into my house. I sighed as I dropped my stuff on the couch.

"Finally home," I told myself.