I Was Kidnapped And... I Liked It? Boyxboy.

Leader Of The Broken Hearts.

Chapter 3.

✄ Edited: 17th December 2014.

Leader Of The Broken Hearts. ( Papa Roach.)

*** Shane's P.O.V ***

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Recap:

"Aw damn you to hell," I snapped at the alarm clock, put my bookmark in my book and then put it back where it came from.

I best get ready for school, ugh.

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He held onto my arm tightly and pulled me closer to him.

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Tuesday.

That day at school was not something that really made my week any better.

It was Tuesday and the feeling of someone watching me constantly still hadn't gone away.

*** Flashback ***

"GET OUT!" My mother screamed, her face was red with anger and I could see tears starting to build up.

Don't be fooled, though. They weren't tears of sadness, they were more than likely from her not drinking for a few hours.

Yes. When my mother was sober she was worse than drunk.

I didn't feel like sticking around either way, though. So I grabbed my backpack, sandwiches and iPod then left for school.

The school was just as busy as it usually is, and again I saw the two new twins in the exact same spot as yesterday. Waiting by the entrance.

Walking fast past them, the same as yesterday, I was about to get away when my forearm was caught in a firm, but gentle embrace.

I turned quickly, one of my headphones falling out in the process, my music blaring.

"What?" I snapped at the twin who held my arm, the other was looking at me with slight amusement.

They didn't say anything and I was about to pull away when a shadow loomed over the three of us.

"Oh look, the newbies caught the fag!" James Bartlett sneered from behind me.

I pulled my earphones out and quickly shoved my iPod in my pocket. If they - he - had seen it, it would of been taken away with the many other things.

My eyes were wide and scared when I looked behind me, and when I did I tried tugging on my arm to get away.

The twin didn't let go, though.

He held onto my arm tightly and pulled me closer to him.

"What did you say?" The one not holding my arm asked in a deep, threatening voice.

"You just caught the fag, well done," James clapped him on the shoulder and gave me a triumphant grin.

The next thing I know is I'm pushed behind the two of them and one of them is holding James around the neck up against the side of the school.

"Don't you ever, ever, talk to Shane like that again!" The one who held me behind them growled out, I could see his hand tensing and un-tensing, I don't know what made me do it but I grabbed his hand and un-curled his fingers.

It worked, he relaxed his hand and his back stopped being so tense.

"Let's go, Lockie," the one in front of me murmured.