Chapter 1 - Meeting Scar

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Chapter 1 – Meeting Scar

The policemen who I hadn’t spoken since telling me my rights and putting on the hand cuffs, pushed me into the cell, slamming the cold black bars behind me leaving the echoing sound of the injustice and the metal bars, still ringing long after he had left the room, his heavy footsteps sounding as he travelled down the dull corridor I had been marched along before. I turned to see who I was now unfortunately sharing the police cell with for who knows how long. There was a big scary looking man, he was fat and bold but if anything that added to his scariness not jolly like most people think fat man are. His right eyebrow was pierced, with a black ring, he had his arms cross over his chest making his leather biking jacket stretch, and he looked like he could knock me out with one punch if he wished, and I would make sure he didn’t want to I had been a punch enough times in my life already. Another guy who didn’t look much different from the first guy was stood in the same position leaning against the wall opposite like they were guards or something.

 Then there was to younger better looking guys in the middle sat on the wooden bench. One was smoking a cigarette and didn’t look anything but a year older than me or maybe the same age as me seventeen seconded to last year of high school, he was breath-taking, it was literally as if someone had punched me in the stomach stealing the air from my body that was how good-looking he was. He had short black hair, handsome face, strong jaw and cheek bones, his eyes deep blue but had no sparkle in them which I didn’t suspect they looked hard and cold as if they had no life. He had a flesh hole in his left ear and a tattoo down the top of his left arm, which was clear because nor he or the other guy was wearing a top. The guy’s muscles were amazing and large defined eight pack strong chested and strong legs under his faded an ripped jeans which would I am sure be strong enough to hold both our weights if…..I quickly shook this idea from my brain before it could develop. The only thing I could find which would break the prefect image was a scar which ran from his right temple down over his eye to the corner of his mouth but to me it seemed to add to his bad boy image and rugged handsomeness then detract from it.

Before the hot guy could notice me openly checking him out and my obvious staring, I looked at I guess his brother, since they looked similar. His hair was also black but his was spiked up in lazy spikes, and his eyes were a shade or so lighter and had more life and his face looked a little bit friendly but only a little bit. It was not quite as hard masked as his brothers but also in my eyes not as handsome even if his weren’t as hard or cold. He wasn’t smoking but he did look like the type which would normally. He too had a tattoo on the top of his left arm but no flesh holes were in sight.

I looked away from him to because even though he was not as hot as his brother he was still not someone I would want to catch me openly staring at him, being gay it was hard but I kept my eyes on the dirty looking ceiling as I sat down cross legged on the black painted floor well I hoped it was painted black not just that dirty because that would be disgusting. “So kid what’s your name?” I was startled by how husky and sexy the voice was that my eyes jumped immediately to the first guy the hotter one, who had spoken. “Max?” I said making it in to a question, unsure if he cared or not.

He chuckled it was low, and sexy he then took a drag on his cigarette e blew out making a little cloud of smoke fly through the air rising looking for an escape into the atmosphere outside this little room. “Cool, I am Scar and this is Robbie” he pointed at Robbie as he said his name and Robbie frowned at Scar like he had never seen him before. But Scar ignored him already turning his attention back to me without giving his brother’s frown a second thought. “So Where you from haven’t seen you around New Night before?” he asked once again bring the cigarette to his sexy lips but looking at me. “I just moved here this Tuesday” I said unsure if I should be telling this guy I met in a police cell about myself or not but I couldn’t seem to make myself not answer him he nodded, flicking his now useless cigarette to the other side of the cell. One of the bigger guys glared at him as it almost hit him in the chest, but Scar ignored him keeping his eyes on me. I watched the still smouldering cigarette fall to the floor before laying my back on the bars trying to make myself more comfortable on the cold concrete floor and looking back at Scar unable to keep my eyes away from him for long. “You going to go to New Night High School?” he asked raising an eyebrow at the end of his question Robbie was now shaking his head in bewilderment it looked like he was trying hard to work out what was going on. I nodded confused to why Robbie was so confused to why his brother was talking to me. “Cool” he said nodding just as footsteps sounded out of sight.

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