Ungodly Sinners(MxB)

Will(32)

*Edited*

I walked over to my group of friends who continued wolf whistling -Bryce was the loudest- not surprised though.

"Yo, your man is possessive bro!" Said one of the guys from the basketball team.

"Oh yeah, I nearly got shot just cause I  bro hugged Will at their house" Bryce shrugged it off as if it was nothing.

"Wait he has a gun?" Another one of my friends Scott asked curiously.

"You expect someone who looks as dangerous as  Colletti covered an tatooes and basically 3/4 giant in his gene to NOT have a gun?" Bryce asked bewildered.

"Do you have a brain?" Bryce asked again as the guy nodded with a yes.

"Than there's your answer Scottie. Don't be a dumb blonde Scott,you and I both know he is the mafia king" Bryce says crossing his arms as he glares at Scottie.

"Hey Bryce. Lay off man,he didn't know" I spoke up for the first time.

"Or did he but just asked anyway?look,Will and we gotta go. See you guys at practice" he says as he walks over to me.

He looked at my outfit and shrugged.
We walk into the school,I have a black nike cap on to cover my mop of curls which I forgot to style out today.

"Bryce we gotta talk bro" he gives me a look with a raised eyebrow.

"Is it code red serious?" He asks making me nod and I look away to the other end of the hallway.

"Okay. We'll talk in the cafeteria" I nod as he smiles at me. A real genuine smile.

We remained silent the rest of the way and he went to drop me off at my first class while he took the school theater in Acting Arts class.

Three periods after and it was time for lunch. I was dreading it.
I also noticed how a huge number of extremely muscular guys enrolled in as either an intern teacher,or students.

I took my bag which was kinda heavy and walked out of my biology class.
All of my science subjects have an intern teacher in class and they're all bipolar but not as bipolar as Alex.
Heck,I don't think anyone's that muscular. He's rippled packs,his tall height at 6'7 or 6'9, I dunno.

And his tatooes,don't get me started on his tatooes- fucking hot.

I don't realize it but I bump into someone taller than me.
I stare from his black business shoes,creme colored trousers and a shirt tucked underneath a coat.
My brows furrow in confusion.

"C-Cain?w-what are you doing here?" I asked as he looks at me wide eyes and mumbles something into his earpiece

"I got eyes on the Prince. I repeat, I've got eyes on him" he stops touching the white plug on his phone and looks down at me.

"Will,you're not safe out here kiddo" he holds my heavy bag as his face pales.

"How long have you been carrying this bag?" he asked panicking as I looked at him weirdly.

"Just now,I got out of last period for this morning" I shrugged my shoulders.

"Oh god. Boss is going to kill me" he mumbled to himself but still loud enough for me to hear.

"Hey. You didn't answer my-" I said but stopped mid sentence when gunshots resonating sounds echoes through the hallway and people scream.
Cain holds my head down as he throws away my bag.

Um,rude much.

"We're under attack!Send backup NOW!! The Prince Heir and the King are in danger. We're fucking UNGUARDED!!! Send the fucking backup now. The king and unborn prince are unguarded!" He yells through the earphone before more gunshots are heard and my abdomen erupts in unbearable pain.

My ears ring and Cain's calls are distant and echoing through the gunshot noises.

We-we're under attack.