Maxx pulled a clean shirt over his head, checking the time as he downed the rest of his water. Wanting to be out working by noon, he took a bite out of a stale poptart and yanked a pair of cut shorts on before walking out the door and locking it behind him. He shoved a stick of gum into his mouth as he began making his way to the area where he usually worked. Yesterday was a slow day, so surely he'd have clients today.
Crossing a street, Maxx heard the faint yells of two men arguing, and as he walked, he found himself getting closer to the fight. He avoided eye contact as he rushed passed the alley where the fight was taking place only to feel someone shove into him. It took a moment for the blond to regain his balance and realize one of the men had accidentally shoved the other into him.
One of them- the one that had been shoved- was taller than Maxx, had mostly bleached hair and wore a leather jacket over a bloody, torn grey shirt.
The other had a light blue bandana around his neck, light brown hair and what looked to be a diamond-shaped tattoo on his right hand. He wore considerably far cleaner and newer-looking clothes than the other, a white hoodie over a black shirt and black jeans with minimal tears around the knees. Maxx's heart dropped once he noticed the gun in his hand.
Bandana Guy raised the gun, shooting at the other man, and hitting his shin. Leather Jacket Guy screamed, falling to the ground and holding his wound. Maxx began backing away, his heart pounding and his hands raising defensively. Bandana pointed the gun at him before he could start running.
"You. Don't fucking move." He inched forward, toward Maxx, and grabbed the blond's arm, tugging it so Maxx spun around. He held the gun to Maxx's head as he shoved him forward.
"Walk." He commanded.
Eventually, they found their way to a semi-beaten, white car with only a few bullet holes, dents, and scratches. The man opened the back seat and pulled something out, shoving it over Maxx's head before binding the blond's wrists behind his back as well. Maxx felt him shove him into the backseat and heard the car door slam before the driver's door opened. The car started, and they were off.
A/N - Really, really short chapter because I'm tired and evil. Can y'all guess who the guys were? 😼
(They're both important.)
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FanfictionCover made by the awesome RigbyWolf. Yet another gang war breaks out, filling streets with bodies and painting the streets red with blood. Maxx, a rebel and sex worker finds himself trapped in the other side of the Bomb Zones, by one of the lower-ra...
