summer vacation {bxb emo} [sequel to OUC]

chapter 4.

ITS BEEN A WHILE.
hi guys heh your gonna be so pissed off at me for this chapter oops ;3
love youuuu cx

~Riley~

metal grinded near my ears, the loud disturbance caused me to sit up in bed faster than i ever would do in gym while being forced to do numerous crunches, infront of my ex military officer teacher as he would bark at me:

"COME ON EMERSON STOP CHECKING FOR BROKEN NAILS YOU WUSSY!!"

heh, i hate gym and would love nothing more than to watch the entire gymnasium to burn to flames, the rock climing wall falling over ontop of a screaming Mr. Gales.

"aw how cute, we didnt even need to drop some soap on the floor infront of them."

one of the deptys mocked while he shook our cell bars, laughing with glee at his own joke, the other man on call snickering as he choked on his coffee.

"huh?" i was confused, i didnt get what they meant... damn my head hurts.

"ugh" a boy grunted into my ear, his fresh breathe invaded my own.

he slipped his arm around me, pulling me deeper into him as his head rest burried into my neck.

i laid in complete shock for more than a minute, my eyes were probably widened to the size of the police officers coffee mugs, my mouth gaped open as i tried to mumble something.

"Jeremiah...?" i asked in my shaky pathetic voice.

"mhm.." he murmured into my ear, something hard pressed against my back, waking us both up.

we both shot up from the bed at the same time, and.. well we..

our fists lashed out in unsion, mine collided into his jaw, i heard a pop.

his implanted itself into my face, my nose crackled in pain.

we both looked down at the blood on our fingers as we fingered our bloody wounds, then back up to eachother.

the two officers on job mumbled oh shitbefore fumbling with the keys to our cage.

Jere was sitting on a stool as the one man poked at his gushing lip with a wash clothe, while officer troyplaced me infront of the sink, dabbed my split nose after pinching it for over half an hour.

the blood finally stopped seeping from the wound, he placed a little thing inbetween my nose, it held it in place i think he told me.

scary thoughts.

I stole a look at Jeremiah through the mirror, he was already gazing at me but quickly averted his eyes when I caught this. 

"try not to kill eachother" the prick muttered, turning his music up as he walked away from our cell, us locked away in it.

i waited until I heard the door click shut behind him while he went in the coffee room next door im guessing.

i turned to Jeremiah, a devilish smile on my face as I looked to him,

his eyes were wild with anticipation and a dangerous hunger for adventure.

he held up the metal pick he'd snatched from the first aid kit as I was being bandaged up,

then he pulled me into him with the biggest smile a teenage boy could manage in temporary juvenile detention.

our lips were so close,

I could make out every detail on his face.

it was a beautiful face at that..!

I smiled as I pushed myself forward,