It All Started With A Cigarette 《DISCONTINUED》

Assulted and Assisted

Jacks pov
My phone buzzed. "Unknown number?" I opened my texts.
M: Hey Sean!
J: Hi Mark
M: can you come down to the LAPD noon?
J: why?
M: cheif idk wants to talk
J: fine
M: thnx <3 ;)
Well, better get dressed.

Time skip!!
I knew where the LAPD was. Believe me it wasn't the first time I've been there! I pulled in to see Mark waiting out side. Oh no..

Marks pov
"Jack! Hurry up Cheifs waiting for you!"
"Why does he want to talk?"
"Hell if I know!"
We walked into the station shoulder to shoulder with everyone staring at him like he could kill the first son of a bitch that looked at him funny, and looked at me liked I just freed a serial killer. I knocked on the Cheifs door and looked in. "He's here sir..."
"Come in Sean" he said with a devious smirk.
"Can I ask what you want me for Rob?"
"Sean you hacked my personal files and exposed them on every social media sight I have causing my girlfriend to leave me. Do you know how I feel?"
"Like slamming another bottle of cinnamon whiskey?" I laughed but he gave me a death glare.
"Look Robert, your girlfriend hired me to do it. I'm a hacker for hire. I don't do this unless I'm paid."
"Bullshit"
Jack looked back at me as if to say 'back me up here!'
"Sir, what's your point?" I said hopeing to break tension.
"Can it Fischbach!" My boss looked infuriated.
He picked Jack up by his shirt collar.
"You better be used to prison boy. Cause you're gonna be getting life!" NO!! He dropped Jack on the ground and kicked his head. Jack dropped unconscious and bleeding from his mouth. Rob kicked him again in the stomach. "Sean!!" I ran over and dropped to the ground picking him up. "The fuck is wrong with you!? You little shit!" He slapped me causing my head to whip to the side. "Don't ever speak to me like that again!" "And don't ever touch Jack again!" I walked out the door with an unconscious Jack in my arms. I opened my car door and layed him down in the back seat. I started to drive to his house when my phone rang. It was Chief. "What?"
"Mark! Get your overprotective gay ass back here now!"
"So you can hit me or Jack again?! No fucking way!"
"You'll be sorry Fischbach!"
"Ya fuck you too!"

Jacks pov
I woke up in the back seat of a car. My face and gut hurting like hell and Mark screaming in his phone. He hung up and glared back at me. "You alive back there?"
"Ha ya but in a lot of goddamn pain."
"You wanna go home or the hospital?"
"Home"
I fell back on the seat and stared at the roof. It was silence the rest of the ride...

When we finally got to my house I had fallen back asleep. I heard a door open and felt a familiar pair of arms pick me up and carry me inside. He laid me down on the bed and covered me up even though I still had my shoes and coat on. "Hey Jack, Jack.." I roled over and opened my eyes. "If it's ok I'd like to take a shower." I nodded yes and fell back asleep. "Thanks" he said before getting up and kissing my head. A smile crept on my lips as he closed the door behind him. Maybe I can have him...

A.N
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OOOHHH! Things are going down!!
As always..
Haters gonna Hate
Potatoes ganna Potate
Peace and love readers!