The Scars Of Us

CHAPTER 9

"You want a drink?" Handing me over one.

I laughed and shook my head, "No thanks." If we're going into a fight night with a whole bunch of random and weird people in a town I don't know of...I want my head to be clear.

Heather and Bobby were in the front seat then there was me as well as two other guys crammed in the back seat.

"By the way!" Heather said over her shoulder, "This is Remi," gesturing to the guy with bright dyed red hair, "And this is Lawrence." she said gesturing to the dark hair one, "Guys this is my best friend, Milly!"

They both smile at me and shake my hand, "Nice to meet you," Remi said.

I smiled, "Likewise."

"You go to the same high school as Bobby?" Lawrence asked.

"Yeah, Bobby, Heather and I all go to the same high school. What school do you guys go to?"

"Oh we go to a shitty little high school around Charleston area. And that is why we are still very muchly so uneducated."

Lawrence rolls his eyes, "No only you're uneducated because you don't care."

Remi laughs, "No I am uneducated because I prefer getting high underneath the bleachers."

"Which you can't do anymore since, mom took all your drugs."

This peaked my interest, "You're siblings?" I asked curiously.

Remi smiled and leaned into Lawrence, "Of course, can't you tell the resemblance!"

Lawrence shoves him off, "I don't know why my parents wanted to adopt a little white boy in our family."

Remi smiles, "Because they wanted to mix it up! Make it exciting! They didn't want just plain old chocolate. They wanted some dark and white chocolate to make this beautiful dessert that is now our family, Lawrence! Keep up with the times, bro!"

Lawrence shakes his head, but I could see the smile on his face. They were polar opposite. One was a white dude with bright red died hair, the other, was a black dude with cornrows. But they did have one thing in common...they were both hot as hell.

We drove for a little longer until we went down into this underground parking lot. I see a lot of young people getting out of their cars and heading toward a door.

"Ohhh we're here!" Heather screams excitedly.

We all got out of the car. I felt my heart pound and my palms become sweaty. Why am I so nervous?! I coughed into my hand as I took some deep breaths.

Bobby grabbed Heather's hand, "Come on guys, this way." I gulped as we followed Bobby. When we opened the door I thought I almost died of a panic attack. It was total chaos. Most of the people were guys. But there were some girls here and there shouting for their favourite fighter to win.

They were all shouting up at the ring where there was a guy beating another guy to a pulp. Blood was pouring out of his face.

"What the fuck did I get myself into?" I said to myself. I gasped in a fright when an arm droops over my shoulder.

I turned and saw Lawrence standing there, "We'll take care of you, Milly." He said.

Remi appeared on my other side and gave me a wink, "Yeah don't you worry, babygirl. Stick with us and no one will mess with ya."

I felt a little more comfort knowing that I didn't feel as alone anymore. We started pushing through the crowd, following Bobby. Bobby had a giant grin on his face as he was watching the fight.