What He Wants

Chapter I

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Image: Lola

Music: Yesterday, Beatles. 

Lola's Pov

"Now once you find the value of X you then-" My teacher is interrupted by the final school bell as I sigh in joy as now I can get out of this stuffy shitty classroom.

 Everyone begins to back their things away as do I and everyone heads out. I pack my things slowly so I don't have to be pulled into the high school crowd, I pull my brown bag  on my shoulder and head out of the maths classroom. 

Ah Friday's my favourite day it meant that I had two days of Supernatural reruns and Kit Kats. I walk towards my locker but a leg sticks out and I fall to the ground face first, my nose completely smashed on the floor. I sigh and look up to see a bunch of girls giggling at me. 

I stand myself up and brush off the dust on my skirt and look down at my black vans. "Awe did poor little geek get tripped up awww bless, nice outfit where did you get it from the charity shop?" One of the girls cackle at me. 

I look down at my maroon crop jumper,black skater skirt, tights and black vans. I didn't think I look that bad, admittedly my jumper is very old and has some holes in it and my vans were turning a nice tinge of green but I didn't think the look is that bad. 

I sigh and stay silent like I always do and walk over to my locker and grab my books and quickly stuff them in my bag before speed walking out of the school. I look around the car park to see all the cliques in their groups gossiping around their cars. I sigh and start walking towards the place I always go on a Friday afternoon. 

I fish out my Ipod and plug in my soundproof headphones and blast out 'Yesterday.' I head towards the art gallery as they have new exhibition with the most expensive and famous paintings in the world. I don't know how our local gallery did it but they must be very excited.

I walk into the gallery the place basically empty just how I like it, I grab the sketchbook out of my bag and sit on the bench opposite 'the girl with the pearl earring' and start to sketch the outline of the face as I blast out my music making sure I couldn't hear anything around me. 

10 minutes into sketching the picture the basic facial structure and cheek bones are in place, I begin to draw the eye when someone suddenly grabs my shoulder and pulls out my headphones. I look up to see a fiery pair of green eye stare back at me. 

I must say those eyes, those eyes you could fall into, his gaze so intense it's as if he is looking into my soul. I swallow loudly as I blink twice and gasp in shock. There stood none other than Scar War, the leader of 'The Flames'. 

I look up at him in panic and take his appearance in, he's wearing a black short sleeved shirt showing off his sleeve of tattoos and black skinny jeans. I look up to his eyes again and his eyes soften a slight bit as our eyes lock together. 

I blush bright red as he simply keeps his smirk on none of us say a word, suddenly a voice shouts "Boss! The cops are coming just kill whoever is in there!"

I gasp in shock and look towards Scar as a single tear falls down my cheek, "Please don't kill me." I whisper quietly as his face softens even more. He rolls his eyes and mutters "For fuck sake." 

"No ple-as-e  do-n't ki-ll m-e plea-se don't!" I whimper pathetically out as he walks further to me a stone expression on his face. "Everyone else is dead why should I keep you alive?" He asks me, his velvet voice echoes around the room. 

"Boss! Have you got the fucking painting?!" The same man screams. "I am fucking getting there I am dealing with something right now!" He barks back harshly. He stops walking towards me and turns towards the painting and snatches it off the wall.

A thousand alarms go off and I jump in surprise at the sudden noise as Scar just rolls his eyes, he begins to walk towards me again. I grab my sketchbook and bag and quickly step back away from him. "Look before you kill me can I at least ring my dad he is the only thing I have." 

He stops coming towards me and rubs his temples "Look I am not killing you." Scar says looking up at me.  He rolls his eyes again and picks me up and throws me over his shoulder and walks towards the exit door. 

He opens the door with his hip as one hand is holding me and the other the painting, we walk out to see cops surrounding the building guns firing from both sides. I see a police man get shot down and I nearly faint. 

Suddenly, Scar pushes my back into a wall, "Shut up and you won't get hurt okay?" He whisper orders me. I simply nod as his hands go towards my waist as my cheeks heat up. Suddenly a cop turns and spots us and begins to shoot at us.

Scar grabs me and puts a gun to my forehead and whispers, "I am not going to kill you don't worry but play along," His minty breathe fanning my cheek, I slowly nod again. 

A cop begins to step towards us as he calls out to let me go, my heartbeat is beating so fast I am surprised they can't hear it from where they are.  "Let her go War, the painting isn't worth it." The cop says slowly looking up at me. 

Scar digs the barrel into the side of my head harder as I whimper and tears begin to spill out of my eyes, "Please don't just let him go I don't want to die!" I cry out. Scar smirks as he sees the cop lower his gun. 

I hear a gun shot as I squeeze my eyes shut ready for the impact but nothing happens, I slowly open my eyes to see the same cop lying dead on the floor blood oozing out onto the floor. The smell of blood and the sounds of the gun shots were too much as my head begins to go dizzy as I slump against Scar's body. 

I hear him curse before everything goes black. 

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Hope you like the Beginning  of the book! 

Allie