A Love To Fight For (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 2

☆King☆

After they questioned all of us only 50 people went to jail, Kenny included. All the fighters had to stay in custody until a family memeber came and picked them up.

To say the least, it was like a damn reunion. All you saw was crying families and it kind of freaked me out.

Never has someone ever cried over me before, but I just brushed it off and stayed to myself.

Ignoring all the smiley faces and cheers about them finally being saved and free.

"King aren't you happy at all."one fighter I think name was John asked.

I grimanced."No." I turned away from him.

"Why? Were finally free, no more fighting, no more being locked in cages, no more nothing! I can fianlly go home after 4 years."He told me.

I gave him a monotonous look.

He ignored my look and continued."Don't you have any family?"He asked.

I flinched at that question.

He must of realized he hit a nerve because he soon apologized. I ignored him the rest of the time.

But I couldn't help but watched as as soon as I middle aged women and teen girl came in he ran to them and ambushed them in hugs.

The woman had tears in her eyes and the girls also.

John gave me a pitiful look as he exited the police station.

I didn't need his pity, I didn't need anyone to feel bad for me.

At the end of the day only I was left.

I wanted to just leave but since I'm not 18 yet someone has to be responsible for me.

"What are we going to do with him, he can't stay here all night."An officer said.

"Well you can let me go, I'll find my own place to stay."I got up, but an officer held me back.

"No, you're not going anywhere until we get the foster care agent on the phone."He told me sternly.

I glared."I'm not going to no damn foster care!"I yelled losing control of my anger.

I clenched my jaw and balled up my fist. The officer sensed my anger and reached for his gun.

That made me even angrier.

Knowing I needed to control myself because A. It's an offence to hit a cop and B. He could possibly shoot me.

"Woah kid, calm down. Just take a seat, an agent should be here any moment."His partner said.

I glared at both of them but sat down anyway.

God I hate my life.

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"You have got to be kidding me."I mummered to myself as I stared at the house I was know living in until I turn 18.

My new social worker Mrs.Kyle turned to me and smiled."Don't you love it! The people here are lovely. The owner name is Ms.Demetri and her 17 year old son name is Rowan."I grimnced at the names.

Mrs.Kyle turned to me."Now since you're living under their roof you have to live by their rules."I rolled my eyes.

I only knew her for about 4 hours and she already was recking my nerves. But she was nice, after waiting an hour at the police station she came and picked me up.

She took me to Kenny's house and I got some of my stuff. Well the police came with us and they did a massive house search.

They found drugs in almost every room, by the sound of it, he'll be doing allot of time in prison.

After I got my clothes, I took all my money I made by fighting.

In total I had about 50,000, but that's nothing compared to how much Kenny makes off of me.

"Look I have more than enough to take care of myself."I told her with a slight additude.

"When you turn 18 feel free to do what you want but since you're not in legal age you have stay here."

"Fine whatever, let's just do this already." She smirked at me as she walked me to the door ringing the door bell.

A short lady with dark brown hair stood answered with a smill on her face.

"Ah, Amber nice to see you again."Mrs.Kyle said embracing her in a hug.

Sue turned to me."This is King he's going to be staying here for awhile, aren't you King."She gave me a look.

I nodded.

"Well my name is Amber and this is my home. I hope you don't mind but we didn't expect you so soon and the guess room is a mess so-"

"So you want me to sleep on the couch."I guessed, just trying to shut her up. Her voice in annoying me.

"Oh no! Not that lumpy old thing! But until the room is ready you could share a room with my son Rowan, is that ok?" She asked in general concern.

I shrugged not really caring where I slept.

"Ok good now tha we got that settle why don't you go upstairs and get comfortable, Rowan won't be home until tonight." She told me, giving me the signal to get out of their face so they could talk.

Probably about me.

After I went upstairs to find the room I was staying. The house wasn't big but it wasn't little either.

Just the normal surburban house I guess.

I had no problem finding the room since it was the only room with the door open.

I walked in, the room was neat and perfect looking.

I walked around staring at all the pictures on his night stand.

I found one that had Amber and him in it.

Rowan had brown hair like his mom but he was he was taller than her by some inches.

He didn't have allot of muscle, but he didn't look all too skinny either, he was very lean. I couldn't deny that he was attractive.

I felt my stomach turn as I continued looking at him.

I quickly put his picture down.

What the hell was that?

I thought to myself.

I quickly shook the feeling in my stomach off and strutted to the bathroom connected to his room.

Surely a quick shower will cool me off, then may maybe some sleep.

I turned on the shower head as I began to strip from all my clothes and hopped in.

I hope this kid didn't mind I use his bodywash and shampoo-Hell I'll use it anyway.

As I stood under the hot water all my problems melted away.

I closed my eyes as I just let my mind drift peacfully.

I spent awhat felt like an hour in the shower then got out.

Aw fuck, forgot my clothes.

I wrapped my towel around my waist as I exited the bathroom.

Just my luck, Rowan was in the room.

That picture didn't do him justice.

He was very handsome. God did I say handsome!

As he stood there and looked at me with a shocked expression on his face I mummered a 'sorry' and left back into the bathroom.

I breathed deeply as I leaned on the sink.

Fuck, what is happening why do my stomach feel so butterfly...lery when I saw him stareing at me.

Ok I know that wasn't a word but still!

I groaned. I really need some sleep.

After I changed I went into the room and laid on the bed ignoring the smell of food downstairs.

All I want to do is sleep.