Stolen Breath

Stolen Breath

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The scales seemed to glow in the darkness of the room. Their pale blue color seemed as smooth as glass and I couldn't resist reaching toward them. You shouldn't touch them, a voice in the back of my head warned, it's not safe. But I push the voice aside and step closer. It's asleep anyway, stroking it won't wake it. So I close the gap between myself and the pedestal. I gently lay two fingers on the scales and slowly brush downward. I was right, they are as smooth as a glassy sea. I eye it's head, still stroking it in the same manner as before. It's a diamond shape, and has scales rimming it that look almost like rubies. They couldn't be, could they? Attached to a living creature? I gaze in the opposite direction, down it's long body, about 5 feet long. Almost as long as I am tall. I don't know why this doesn't scare me. I've felt a weird sense of calm sense I entered this room. And I like it.
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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