Law

When i met you

Jack opened his front door and frowned at the sight before him. A black haired man stood tall despite his baby face. He looked quite strong with high authority. With expensive clothes and black stretchers in his ears.

Beside him stood Mark. The man looked worn down and tired. With large bags under his eyes and paler skin. He stood small and behind Nate. Bruises littered his neck and arms. He stood awkwardly, like he was in pain. Although his tired eyes lit up when he saw Seàn.

" Mark" Jack breathed before stepping forward.

Jack was stopped by a firm hand on his chest. He trailed it up and met the firey eyes of Nate.

" Touch my property without permission and I have you reinstated as a slave" Nate threatened harshly.

Jack didn't know if he had the power to do that. But he wasn't going to take that chance. Jack stepped aside and let the two pass.

Nate took off Marks collar and held it at his side. The slave stood behind Nate the whole time. Like he had been ordered too. But the man couldn't help but smile at the sight of Jack.

" I'm going to be leaving Mark here while I go to work. Don't let him leave the apartment and don't leave him alone. You can do whatever you want with him otherwise" Nate ordered.

Jack almost snarled at the ordering tone. That tone was one the boy was tired off. One he didn't want to hear again.

" Any other orders oh fucking great king?" Seàn sarcastically asked.

Nate almost snarled like a dog at Jacks sassy tone. Rage could be seen in his eyes.
" Mark stay here, if you move I swear to god-".

Mark nodded and Nate ignored him. Jacks heart leapt at how scared Mark looked.

The black haired man stormed over to the Irishmen.
" Follow me, I want to talk to you in the other room".

Nate then made his way into Jacks room. The only other room big enough to hold two people in the house. Jack gave Mark a worried look before following him.

Once the green haired man was in the room Nate closed the door. Jack crossed his arms and stood next to his bed in the small space cramped up by the computer.

" I'm only doing this for an old....friend" Nate explained, saying the words like they grew acid on his tongue.

Jack didn't say anything, he merely stood there, waiting for the man to say more. He certainly didn't trust him, no, he hated him. But that didn't mean he didn't have a right to speak.

Nate ran a hand through his hair.
" It was more like an order-".

"And who has the power to give you an order?" Jack asked.

Nate scrunched up his nose.
" That's none of your business".

Jack scoffed and rolled his eyes, as if he were being scolded by a spoilt child.

Nate death glared him and frowned.
" Don't make me reinstate you, bitch".

Nate walked over to Jack and stood to close to his face. Although the boy didn't move he still felt extremely uncomfortable. But he was going to stand his ground, no matter who stood before him and no matter how much they scared him.

" So make it count" Nate snapped.
" Because after I'm done with Mark...there won't be much of a Mark left".

Nate then turned and opened the door to walk out of the room. Jack followed him only to see him leaving.
Jacks heart melted when Mark flinched at the loud sound of the front door slamming. But the boy couldn't help himself. He threw himself into Marks arms and sobbed his name. The slave wrapped his arms around the boy.