Life Without you(slow Updates)

Suprise guest part 1

Jack's pov :

I straightened my tie and pulled up my khaki shorts and pulled up my socks they went almost half way up my shin. I pulled tail coat ovet my botton up untucked long sleeve white shirt. I styled my hair into waves and I grabbed a wooden cane I painted gold and I had also glued one of my sepitc eye sams on top of it. I still loved my old fans but thats in the past. Theres no going back to the golden ages for this lad. I crept half way down the steps when the front door got flung open and slammed shut. I could here heavy panting from here. I walked slowly to the door and held the cane over my head ready to swing. That's when I started to hear muffled crying. I lowered the cane as I saw luna with her legs bent into her chest. Her light make up was running down her face and she was heaving for breath as she finally let out ragged crys. I then heard banging on the door. It vibrated on it's hinges as the person or people practically tryed to knock down my poor door. I leaned my cane on the wall and walked over to luna. I tapped her on the shoulder and she jerked at my touch. She looked up and a weak watery smile formed on her lips as she saw me. I picked her up and carried her to the kitchen. I looked down at her with a worried glance. My eyes darted back to the door as they hit it again and it shook even more in it's frame. "No matter what stay hidden ok luna." I looked down to make sure she understood. She nodded and I hurried back to the door and peaked threw the peep hole. There stood three boys around her age with the most pissed off twisted faces. I think they could be quite handsome if they would get rid of those nasty looks. I opened the door and they tryed to barge into the house. I shoved back the boy that was leading them. He fell straight on his arse and his nasty face untwisted and his face widened into a very shocked expression. His eyes went wide then his face got twisted even more twisted and nasty some how. He raised his hands in the air and snapped his fingers. His friends grabbed his out stretched hands and he got hauled to his feet. He came up to my chest and he puffed himself out. He had thick muscles on his arms and his chest pressed against his tight shirt making it tighter. I think he was trying to scare me or something. I bent down and laughed in hus face. He looked like a pissed puppy. I peaked behind me to see luna peaking threw the door way. I made a face that told her to hide again. I tutned back around to catch a punch to the face. I laughed again. It felt like a pillow punch. "You call that a punch,wow. Or do you have pillow fist!" He got even more pissed and his face some how twisted more. His friends had bigger muscles than him and I do believe they where like his slaves or something. It was like he was draco malfoy and they where crabbe and goyle. This made me laugh even more. They had thus sluggish look on their face and they kept looking at him like hounds waiting for their masters command. He wound his fist back and I dodged his blow. I dodged low enough for me to be level with his croutch so I head butted him right in the nuts and punched his friends in theirs. One of his goons recovered faster than I thought he would and his meaty fist came crashing down on my head. It sent my head smashing into the hardwood floor. I could already feel the big bruise forming. That's when I heard loud thunderous foot steps coming from upstairs. Fown came a flustered red eyed mark. His once red hair was now black and fluffed by static. He didn't have a shirt on and his normally cool brown eyes where blood shot to hell. He focused in on what was happening and he puffed out his muscles and they bulged. His handsome face twisted in furry. He put his hand in his other and cracked them at the same time and then he did his other hand. This turned the boys attention away from me and to mark. The good thing about mark was that he wasn't punny like me. He was nicely tanned and muscly like hell. His hair rose on end like an angry dog as he stared down the boys. They turned tail and ran away looking like dogs with their tails between their legs. Mark looked down at me as I just layed their. My body wouldn't let me move.

Mark's pov :

I looked down at jack and studied him. His blue eyes just looked up at me. They where in pain. He had a large bruise formin on the left side of his face and his lip had split I think when his face hit the floor. The tight white see threw dress shirt showed off his beaten body. There where muddy foot prints all over him. His clothes where ripped but they could still be sewed. I bent down and picked him up and he let out a pitiful low groan. I sighed and shock my head. How is it every time I'm not here with him he gets beaten this way. I layed him on the couch and he groaned again. Small tears leaked down his scruffy feminine face. I rubbed my thumb across his cheek and wiped away the tear trail. He leaned into my hand. I walked away and went upstairs tunneling threw the cabinets and drawers for the first aid kit. I finally found it in the bathroom.