The Scars Within [boyxboy]

The Scars Within {13}

                “Lionel!” my mom called the next morning. I grumbled out a reply and pulled my pillow over my head. Bitch, I was sleeping.

                She came into my room and started shaking me. “Lionel Atticus Barrios, you get out of bed right now!” she said angrily, shaking me more. “I’m sleeping!” I whined in annoyance. “Get your lazy butt out of bed and get downstairs right now!” she said furiously, stripping the covers off me.

                I sighed in annoyance and stood up. I followed my mom downstairs and a wide grin took a hold of my face. “Damn,” I said and Andy Cali looked up and smirked at me. “Hey,” he greeted causally, leaning against my wall.

                “Quit leaning. It’ll give you a bad back,” I said and he rolled his eyes and continued to lean. “Stop leaning on the walls, Andy. It’s their new house,” his dad said and pulled Andy Cali so that he was standing up straight. Andy Cali pouted and glanced at me.

                “Let’s go for a walk. I’ll show you Bass Drop,” I said and he nodded. He followed me up to my bedroom and I pulled on clothes. “So, when do I get to kick some ass?” Andy Cali asked curiously and I shrugged. “Maybe today, if they’re there.”

                I pulled out EJ’s knife and showed it to Andy Cali. He regarded it curiously and shrugged. “Looks like a piece of shit knife to me,” he said and I nodded in agreement before shoving it back in my hiding place. I knew my mom would never look here.

                Andy Cali and I went downstairs and left the house. I led him to Bass Drop and looked around once we were inside. “Over there,” I said, pointing at Brad and some kid I had never seen before. We walked over to their table and I gave a small wave to Brad.

                He gave me a nervous smile. “Uh, hi Lionel. Look, I’m really sorry about yesterday,” he said nervously. I waved my hand in dismissal. “It’s cool, brah. I don’t mind getting jumped in my own front yard.” He got a guilty look.

                I shoved him over and Andy Cali and I sat down with him and the kid. “I’ll go get everyone drinks,” the kid said and got up, hurrying away to get drinks. “This, is Andy Cali,” I said, jerking my thumb at him. “He’s a friend of mine from Florida. Do you know where EJ is? We want to give that fucker some hell while Andy Cali is here,” I said. Brad bit his lip. “I…I don’t know Lionel,” he said. Fucking pussy ass bitch.

                “Look Brad, you got me jumped in front of my own fucking house. My mom ain’t too happy about that, and neither am I. So tell me where the fuck EJ is, before I beat the living shit right out of you,” I said viciously, a pleasant smile on my face as I spoke.

                “He’s probably at Brewer’s house. They play basketball in Brewer’s driveway a lot,” he said before telling me where Brewer lived. I nodded and stood up.

                Andy Cali followed me out of Bass Drop as music from Cyberpunkers began to play. We made our way to Brewer’s house and sure enough, EJ and Brewer were playing basketball in Brewer’s driveway.

                “That’s EJ, the fucktard with the bandana on,” I said, nodding at him. Andy Cali snickered. “He looks like a retard.” I nodded in agreement. “Kick some ass?” Andy Cali offered and I grinned. We walked over to them and they stopped and glared at us.

                “Get out of here, before I tear your ass apart you fucker. Where’s my knife?” EJ growled viciously. I laughed and turned my pockets out. “I don’t have your knife,” I said calmly, smirking at him widely.

                He moved to attack me, but Andy Cali shoved him away and smirked. “Who the fuck are you?” EJ growled dangerously. “Andy Cali. Hear you been fucking with Lionel. Shit ain’t going to happen,” Andy Cali said, his smirk growing wider as his eyes grew dangerous.

                “He has my knife. I need that back,” EJ hissed. But when he turned his eyes on me, I saw desperation in them. I froze and felt something weird inside me. Regret? Was I really regretting taking his knife?

                Andy Cali moved forward to hit him, but I grabbed him with my good hand. “Stop it, Andy Cali. If you get in a fight now, your dad won’t move you down here,” I said, quickly coming up with an excuse.

                Andy Cali froze and glared at EJ. “I’m down here for a few days. I find you fucking with Lionel again, I’ll fuck your sorry face up.” He turned and began to walk down the street. “You coming, Lion?” he called in annoyance.

                I glanced at EJ. His eyes were blazing in fury. “I’ll give it back,” I said before turning. I paused thoughtfully. “If you come and get it maturely.” I left him standing there and joined up with Andy Cali to go back to my house. The fuck was I being so nice to EJ for? I never felt regret. Shaking it off, I began to talk to Andy Cali casually as we walked.

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A.N.- I just realized I left out a chapter ._. It was the chapter where they jump Lionel at his house. Do you guys want me to upload that, or are you cool with it being left out...? I feel really bad. Please excuse my stupidity -.-