Chapter Eleven

***OLIVER POV***

"Hey there." I say sliding into Rolland's arms and he wraps them around me. I sigh happily, his arms were so well toned, so muscular that for the first time in a long time I felt safe. He kisses the top of my head and I look up, stretching on my toes to kiss his lips. 

"You ready for your first day back?" He asks as he ends the kiss. I shake my head and rest it on his chest, listening to his heart thumping. He holds me tighter. "I wont let anyone hurt you I promise." He whispers letting go of me. We jump and turn to glare at Kenna in the passenger side who had just blared the horn. We were outside Rolland's house picking him up for school. She gets out and lets him slide into the back with Jeremi grumbling about how it was unnatural to have such a tall guy cramped into a small space. I shoot a look to Kenna telling her with my eyes to not make a joke. She just looks at me and bats her eyes innocently. I stick my tongue out at her and start the car, gliding effortlessly out of the drive and off to the school. Looking in the rear-view mirror I see Rolland texting furiously away on his phone, a look crossed between anger and annoyance etched onto his handsome features. 

"Ro you ok?" I ask, clicking on my blinker and taking a left, rolling to a stop a the light. Curse you light why must you get me everyday? Rolland doesn't answer, he is to engrossed in his mad texting. Jeremi shakes him and he snaps out of his daze. 

"Huh What?" He says blinking at me with a blank confused stare. I laugh and enter the school parking lot. 

"I asked if you were ok, you are texting like a mad man over there." I repeat driving around looking for a spot. I groan at the same time Kenna spots the situation. 

"S**t." she groans. The only available spot was right next to the Bright yellow Chevy Camaro that belongs to none other then. Lucas Carver. "well today just got duller." Kenna mumbles as I park the car and we all pile out. I scan the area, hoping to whoever was out there that Lucas didn't come out and see me. I shiver and shrink away from the car almost as if it would actually transform into an evil version of Bumblebee and alert his master I was here. Arms around my waist has me looking up to see Rolland standing protectively behind me.

"I told you, no one will hurt you today." He whispers bending down to kiss my lips. I smile and taking his hand the four of us enter the school. We quickly make our way to my locker and I stop dead in my tracks as my eyes land on the two people I was soooooo not ready to face. Lucas and Arnold were at Arnold's locker which was only a few lockers down from mine. Lucas had on Sunglasses and was rubbing his temples like he had a pounding headache. Rolland tightens his grip on my hand and taking strength from that we say goodbye to Kenna and Jeremi and make my way to my own locker. I try to ignore the other boys but words drift over to me as I put my combination in.

"Luke I told you to stop drinking but you didn't listen to me!" Arnold says shaking his head at Lucas. I hear a grunt and snicker knowing that Lucas had punched his friend. 

"Well When I set my mind on getting drunk I don't p***y out after two shots and five beers. I drink till I black out." Came My Bullies reply. I cross my fingers hoping that the two were too engrossed in their conversation to notice my return to school. I look over and notice for the first time Lucas full appearance. He was unkempt, his hair sloppy and messy like he hadn't brushed it in a while, his clothes looked rumpled like they had been balling up in a corner somewhere. And his face. S**T! his face had a nasty looking bruise on it and by the way he was holding himself carefully, trying not to let his back or left side touch anything I could guess he had bruises there as well. I wonder what happened. He takes off his glasses and clips them to his shirt, letting me see his red bleary eyes, yep he had a hangover. He flicks his red eyes to me and scowls. AW MAN COME ON! "What the F**k are you looking at F****t?" He snaps striding over to me. 

"Well A whole lot of a hot mess for one thing." I say mentally kicking myself. Oliver, THINK BEFORE SPEAKING IS THAT SO HARD? He grips my shirt and I notice he has a splint and bruised knuckles on his right hand. "What happened to you?" I ask genuinely curious. He would sometimes show up at school with a black eye or something, But I always chalked it up to fighting outside of school or getting injured during football practice. But football season hadn't started yet. He slams me against my closed locker. 

"None of your Damn business F****t!" He hisses raising his fist to slam me in my face. Lovely Just got back and already I am getting beaten up. I close my eyes and brace myself for the pain. I sag against the lockers as Lucas is ripped off me. 

"I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE HIM ALONE!" The angry growl of Rolland penetrates my ears and my eyes fly open. Rolland had Lucas pinned to the lockers in the same fashion Lucas had me in. Rolland's eyes were darker then I had ever seen them before as his anger fuels him. I look at Lucas and I swear I saw Fear filling his eyes before his egotistical a*****e self shoved it down. He gives Rolland a dangerous smile. 

"One more outburst and I wont hesitate to report you. Bye Bye Allen." He growls. Rolland's face floods with fear and anger and I was so afraid he was going to smash Lucas to pieces. But he lets go of him and shoves him hard before grabbing my wrist and dragging me away. Bye Bye Allen? What did that mean? I knew where he was dragging me to even before the heavy wooden doors of the Auditorium came into view. I help him push open the doors and the slam shut behind us as we race down the eerie isles. The darkness crowding around us and I couldn't help but wait for some evil master mind to come popping out of the shadows and kill me. I huddle closer to Rolland as we continue down the Isle. Spencer from Pretty little liars flashes in my head. So this is what she felt going into that church to speak to Ian? I shudder. CREE and PPYYYY!!!! We clamor up onto the stage and walk over to the piano, only then does Rolland let go of my wrist. 

"Are you ok?" He asks, his voice amplified in the deathly quiet. I nod and flash him my toothy grin before plopping down on the bench. 

"Peachy with a side Of Keen." I say using a fake valley girl accent. The corner of his mouth twitches in an almost smile. 

"Alright there Buffy Summers." He growls and sits down next to me. I hug him. 

"The fact that you knew that reference shows that we were just meant to be!" I say kissing his cheek. He chuckles and snakes an arm around my waist. Scooting the bench out farther he pulls me onto his lap so I am facing him and leans in close, trapping me against his hard body and the piano. He looks at me for a few seconds before connecting our lips in a loving kiss. I deepen it, tangling my fingers into his hair, I Loved his hair, I loved his eyes, I loved his personality. I- "I love you" I whispered before I could stop myself. I feel Rolland's body stiffen at my words. He pulls away from me and I open my eyes, peering at him curiously. He was staring at me with a startled look, reminding me of his brother's deer in the head lights look. Hurt pools into my stomach as he just stares at me, not saying anything.

***ROLLAND POV***

" I love you." he whispers against my lips and my body freezes. My eyes fly open and I pull away, staring at him as he opens his eyes to look at me. He....He loved me? Did he mean it? or did he say it in the heat of the moment? I just stare at him, not knowing how to respond. I knew what I wanted to say, my heart was screaming at me to say it but I was afraid. Afraid to give him that much power just in case I was ripped away from him. His gold eyes flash with immense hurt as I continue to just stare at him, thoughts zooming around my head to fast to grab hold of. He looks down as his eyes start to water. S**T NO DONT CRY!. I lift my hand to place on his cheek but he jumps off my lap before I can. Damn scrawny kid! he can wiggle out of any tight space! "Um you know what I think I just heard the Bell ring. We don't want to be late for first period." He says, his voice cracking and I knew he was trying hard not to cry. Before he can race away from me I grip his wrist. He looks at the ground, refusing to look at me. I step closer. 

"Oliver look at me." I whisper, my voice choking on emotions. He loved me. He really loved me! my inner child was jumping around doing the happy dance. He doesn't look up. I sigh and taking my free hand lift his chin, my heart stuttering at the tears falling down his face. "Hey don't cry," I say wiping them away, "You didn't let me say anything." He sniffles and tries to look down. 

"You don't have to say anything, I understand." He mutters miserably. I cant take it anymore. I yank him to me and crash my lips hard against his, kissing him with desperation, trying to portray my feelings in just that one kiss. He moans against me and wraps his arms around my neck. I wrap my arms around his waist and lift him up, his legs going around my waist as I carry him back over the piano. I place him gently on the closed lid and press against him making him shiver. 

"You didnt let me answer." I whisper against his lips. I pull away for a brief moment and wait until he is looking me in the eyes. " I Love you too Oliver. More then I probably should this soon." He smiles his toothy grin and his whole face lights up with Joy and I cant help but Beam back at him. He puts his hands on my shirt and pulls me closer to him our lips connecting. He wraps his legs around me again and wiggles trying to get closer. I growl as I feel myself grow excited. "Don't." Kiss "Wiggle" I say in between the kisses. He snickers a devious little chuckle and wiggles again, earning an agonized moan from Me. F**k this kid was going to be the end of me!

*** OLIVER POV***

"Don't Wiggle" He growls as I wiggle against him. I can't help the small chuckle that leaves me. I loved teasing him it was so much fun. I wiggle again and mentally cheer when I hear his moan. I run my hands down his well toned body slipping them under his shirt to run them over his hard skin. Oh s**t! now I'm the shifty one! He moans again and trails kisses down my jaw to my neck, sucking softly making me moan and sag against him. Oh s**t this kid was good with his mouth and he had even touched me in other ways! I scrap my nails gently down his chest and he shivers as it affects him. I can feel him growing excited and I grin. Booyah B*****s I got him Horny. SCORE! He picks his head up and kisses my lips again, only this time the kiss is hungrier, more urgent as his hands grip my legs, sending pleasure straight below my waist. Still with my hands under his shirt I wrap them around him and scrap my nails down his back egging him on, his hands grip me harder. 

"I am trying to behave but you are making it impossible" He growls leaving my lips to whisper in my ear, sucking the lobe into his mouth and biting down gently. I moan. 

"Then don't behave." I whisper back, practically a puddle on the floor by his feet. He sucks in a shaky breath and lets his hands grip the hem of my shirt. His hands still with hesitation and untangling one of my hands I gently grip his and let it go under my shirt. "Don't worry about me, I will let you know if it hurts." I whispers. He releases my ear and looks deep in my eyes before closing his and kissing me again, his hand wondering under my shirt. I shiver as his finger tips skate across my chest, careful not to touch the caved in area. I moan against his lips as he teases my n****e, pleasure rippling through my. "Rolland." I whimper. He smirks and lets go to continue to run his hands over my body. I move closer and grind our bottom halves together, earning a moan from Both of us. 

"Behave." He warns. I smirk and grind against him again. 

"Never." I say. and in a bold move my hands drop down to his pants, unbuttoning them. Suddenly he lets go of me and grabs my hands stopping me. My eyes fly open and I look at him in shock. But... BUt.... I thought we were having a moment! I pout at him, watching as he struggles to calm his heavy breathing. 

"I'm not doing that in here, in school." He says his voice rugged. I blush as realization hits me. Oh ma dayum! I was going to do THAT in school! On the chorus's Piano! someone could have totally just caught us! I peek back up at Rolland to see that he knew I figured it out. He gives me his lazy sexy smile and leans forward resting his forehead against mine. "When that happens, I want it to be romantic, not fast and Horny on a piano." He says snickering when I blush again. I nod. 

"Makes scenes" I mutter and let him help me down. Checking my watch I realize that we had missed the first Two periods. Holy S**t! we had been in here for almost two hours! I crouch down to my backpack and dig my phone out seeing I had three missed calls and loads of texts from Kenna. I shoot a text to her.

To Kenna:
In auditorium with Rolland, We are ditching today. 
I'll pick you up after school. Loves ya <3
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I look up to see that Rolland had read over my shoulder. He nods and swings his own bag over his shoulder holding his hand out to me. I grab my back and take his hand. the two of us quickly leaving the Auditorium and sneak our way to the Gym. 

"We can leave through the Gym doors, no one will even notice us." I whisper and he nods as we enter the gym and beeline it to the outside doors. We burst through, the fall sun hitting us and the wind slapping us in the face. I shiver realizing I left my sweatshirt in my locker. AW Man! Rolland notices me shivering and unzips his hoodie, draping it over my shoulders. I snuggle into them inhaling his Polo cologne. Damn did my boyfriend smell good. He takes my hand again and we make it over to my car. My body tenses when I see who was sitting in the car next to me. 

Lucas looks up from Blasting his music and gives me his Cheshire grin, his eyes honing in onto Rolland and I's linked hands. He laughs. 

"Look the F*g and the Foster. Sounds like a bad romance novel to me." He calls over his music. Rolland tightens his grip on my hand and I look up at him. His face was a mask of Fury. Lucas snickers at the sight. "Down boy, you don't want any trouble do you?" He says, cruelness echoing through his words. Rolland growls and lunges at him, slamming him against the hood of his car. 

"I am getting SICK and TIRED of your Empty threats. Leave Oliver alone. and Sure as hell leave ME ALONE!" He roars and Lucas flinches back violently, that fear streaking in his eyes again. It vanishes before I can evaluate it and he shoves Rolland back Hard.

"Get off me you Crazy F****t!" He yells, fury now taking up residency in his body. I could tell just by the stiff way he stood that despite the pain he was in he was PISSED and ready to fight. Before I can stop Rolland he Yells in anger and lets his fist fly. It connect with Lucas's face with a sickening Crunch, blood instantly oozing down his face. Lucas stares up at Rolland with a Wide shocked look. Like he couldn't believe he had punched him. He wipes the blood off his face and spits out a mouth full. 

"That's it Hopkins, Say goodbye to your Baby brother. You're a goner." He says, his voice low and promising. Rolland's face pales in horror, like he couldn't believe he had just done that. 

"Lucas NO!" He shouts, a panic creeping into his voice.

***ROLLAND POV***

I had punched him. Oh my f**k I had punched him. I let my guard down and had acted. Now my brother was going to be taken away from me! What if Lucas told. Who was I kidding! of course he was going to tell. And then Allen would be ripped away from me, I would be ripped out of this house and probably be sent to Juvi until they found me another place. S**T! I've been to Juvi before, when I was fifteen and it was NOT a fun place. I look down at Allen who was curled up in a ball fast asleep against my chest. After I had punched Lucas he had sped away, to pissed to go back to school. I made Oliver take me home, refusing to tell him what was wrong. I didn't want to admit my defeat. My heart breaking. Soon I would be leaving Him, I would never see him again. All the way to the house he kept probing, trying to get me to talk but I didnt. All I had wanted was to go to get dropped off home so I could run to the middle school and excuse Allen from class. But then I remembered that Hank and Karen had purposely left me off the list of approved guardians so I couldn't excuse him. So I had paced the house for hours waiting for him to get out of school, carefully dodging called and texts from Oliver. Finally Allen had come home and I had spent the entire remaining of the day just hanging out with him, even taking a walk to wood trails that were two miles away. Allen loved them, loved running through the woods on a safe path. Now we were in bed and he was out cold beside me, exhausted from the day of fun. I wrap an arm around him. 

"I wont let anyone take you away from me Allen. I promise" I whisper before falling into a nightmare riddled sleep.