Until I Was Saved..

Chapter 6

-2 days later (Monday)-

-warren pov-

I walk into school and sit in the back of the cafeteria alone while rubbing the last bit of sleep out of my eyes. Like usual, I pull out a book to read, not expecting anyone to even want to talk to me.

I begin to get relatively into the book before I hear a pair of footsteps walking towards me. I try to ignore it until I hear a "Hey. Mind if I sit here?"

I look up and see a tall male with a head of messy brown hair, followed by a pair of crimson red eyes. He was wearing a red skull T-shirt and a black jacket.

"S-sure" I say before he sits down. I promptly go back to reading my book. "So you got a name or are you just the boy who keeps his head to the ground?" I look back up at him. "W-what?" I say in confusion. "What's your name?" "Oh.. Uh... Warren... And you?" I say quietly after finally understanding his question. He nods his head up and down "Cool. Nice name. I'm Ceaser."

A small smile forms on my face as I nod my head in response. "So where are you from, Ceaser?" I ask as I realize he's one of the newer students. He sighs and says "I'm from Transylvania.." "Oh that's cool."

He gets an extremely serious look on his face when I say that. "No.. It's not. At all." "Oh... I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to make you upset.. I was just... Trying to make... Conversation.." I slowly feel myself get more and more quiet as I say those words. "Ugh. It's fine." He says in response, obviously still upset.

-ceaser pov-

This kid is exactly the way Chase described him: small; quiet; doesn't know what to do when another person interacts with him, I added that part in myself; kind of adorable, his words not mine.

I don't know what my older brother see in this one but Alright then. I sigh as I think, 'You owe me big time, Chase'.

"You got any plans for tonight?" I ask as I pull the most believeable fake smile that I can muster. "Um.. No?" He says to me with a confused look on his   face. "Well ya do now" I say as I write something down on a blank piece of paper and hand it to him. Head down to the new junkyard on South West Avenue tonight, around 5:00. Give the paper to the big guy with the sleeve of tattoos in the front, he'll let you in."

"But.. Isn't the junkyard closed by then?" I chuckle when I hear him say this. "That's what you think, just be there, you'll have a good time, I promise." I walk off before he has the chance to respond.

-warren pov-

'Ok then... ' I think as I watch him walk off before I even have the chance to respond. I look at the writing on the paper and realize that it's written in a language I can't understand. "Well." I mumble under my breath. "I guess I could always use some time out extra time out of the house.. " I say to myself a little bit louder.

-that night-

I make it to the junkyard and see that the gate is closed so I almost automatically turn around to start walking back home before I hear "hey kid what do you want?" I turn back around and see a tall intimidating looking male with a long sleeve of tattoos running down his arm.

"I.. Uh- you see? I... " I hand him the piece of paper once I finally realize I'm not going to be able to spit the words out without making an even bigger fool of myself than I already have.

He takes the paper and looks at it as if he could read it perfectly. He opens a small door by the large gate to let me in. "Ceaser is out right now but I'll tell him you're here when he gets back"

I nod reluctantly and walk in while keeping my head to the ground, nervously.

-ceaser pov-

I look at my watch and quickly realize that I'm late and Warren is probably already at the junkyard. "Crap!" I mumble under my breath and start walking faster.

I quickly get pulled in and pinned to a wall as I'm trying to walk past an alleyway. I open my eyes after bracing for the impact and I see some random guy holding a gun to my head.

I raise an eyebrow at him "Are you absolutely sure that this is a good idea dude?" I get a better look at him and realize it's bone of my clients. "You really sure that you wanna try and shoot your dealer that you literally just met last week?" I emphasize on the word try.

"You put somethin in that pot you sold me and I wanna know what it was!!" "Well you're not gonna know if you try to kill me now are ya?" I felt a smile forming on my face which apparently made him even more angry.

I can tell he's about to try and pull the trigger so in one quick fluid motion I knock the gun out of his hand and pin him to the ground with his arms behind his back. "Be careful who you're messing with" I whisper in his ear before kicking him in the ribs, taking his gun and walking out of the ally like nothing just happened.

-TO BE CONTINUED! Let me know about any mistakes I made and I'll try to improve in the future, I hope you like the story so far ✌-