Old scars

Chapter 2

She flipped us over and said, " I missed you too wiskeyhands, more than you'll ever know."

I just laid there thinking about my past with this girl. All the times we laughed, all the times she came to me crying because she had to kill someone or every time she had to make a deal with old, dirty men that tried to take advantage of her. She had become absolutely stunning. I mean, she was always pretty, but now she was a grown woman. She had like, woman things. I guess a lot can change in three years.

I was pulled out of my day dream when I felt a weight had been put on my chest. I looked down and saw Maria laying on my chest with her eyes rolling back into her skull. I quickly sat up and held her in my arms. I saw her start to lose conscience. I called her name in desperation. I picked her up bridal style and laid her down on the couch.

After I made sure she was stable I turned around and faced the others who just stared at me with wide eyes.

"Who did it?" I asked, trying to keep my calm.

"Why are you helping her? We need to call the cops! She fucking shot Oli dude!!" Vic spoke up.

I grabbed him by the collar and pinned him against the wall.
"Who.the.fuck.did.it." I whispered in his ear. He shrugged and protected his face with his hands. I dropped him and he crawled over to Kellin who pulled him into his arms.
"Now I'm just asking one more time, Who hit her?" I said. Only loud enough for them to hear.
They just kept their mouths shut.
"WHO THE FUCK KNOCKED OUT MY BABY GIRL!!!" I screamed. They all flinched at my voice.
"I did." Matt piped up.
I walked over to him and punched him, feeling the crunch of his nose when I hit it.

I walked over to Maria and sat down next to her. I got on to the couch with her and pulled her into my chest. I felt her steady breathing on my chest. I thought about everything that happened the last fifteen minutes.
Three years, three fucking years I hadn't been there for her. All the drugs she had dealt with, all the creepy men she had encountered. I remember when I first met her. Our fathers were discussing some deal that they had created. We were only seven years old. She had a scrape on her knee and tears were flowing down her cheeks. I walked over to her and asked where she was hurt. She showed me her scrape and I started drumming on some boxes around her to cheer her up.

We had been inseparable ever since. All until three years ago. I had to leave her, she was all alone in this god awful part of town. I had begged and pleaded for her to come with us, but my parents didn't want her to live with us since we were 'Horny teenage boys' and that we would get the wrong idea when she was around us. Like, I would never take advantage of her, we were too close and I loved her too much to do that. My older brother on the other hand. He would fuck anything that moved back in the day. It was probably an act of denial, since the next year he came out as gay and started dating this dude named Leo. I was always jealous of the fact that he had someone to love. My love was stuck in Mexico. Yes, I love Maria. I realized it when we were apart for so long. I had been in relationships, but I always loved the girl from Mexico.
She will never know though. Nobody does. And I intend to keep it that way.
I looked around the room, only to realize that everyone had left. I looked at the time on my phone.
02:36 am
No wonder nobody was up.
I pulled Maria's unconscious body closer to mine, and fell asleep with her in my arms.

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A/N
New chappie everyone!!
What do you think Maria will do when she wakes up next to her childhood friend. Stay tuned to find out!!

Stay creepy my little creatures