"Are you sure? I could take you the full way?"

"No, it's okay really. I'll be spending the night at my aunts."

"Let me take you to your aunts, so I know you're safe. Please, I dragged you to not the safest neighborhood, it's only right I get you out of here safely. I'd never forgive myself is something happened to you."

"Alright," the Emo laughs and sits up in the bed of the truck. He looks at his watch and sees it's 10:30, yet he's already so tired.

More and more people have piled in, the skate park being littered with teenagers that are either drunk, high, and completely sober but drunk in happiness. There's not a single bad vibe of the night.

Zane sits up and stretches his back muscles he leans against his date and pulls him into his lap. The emo laughs and nuzzles into the hold.

"I'm used to parties with people fighting and causing trouble. But everyone here is so tame."

"All of us have some bad past. All of these guys I know from the city, my city gang. We weren't always so close. Everyone had their own terfs, I've had a fair share of fights with others terfs before, but we got close. I don't know how it happened, but I became their leader. They liked how I protected them. Our terfs came together, and we started recruiting more outcast like us. All of these people weren't ever like to before, until they were showed a little bit of hope. In the city terfs, you only have your terf. You can't rely on anyone else. They started relying on me, and I started relying on them. That's how we came to be. Not only from the city, but also from small towns, anyone and everyone that was deemed an outcast, a freak, a loser, or weird, we shelter them until they can stand for their own and protect others. That's how we roll. That's why there's no fights breaking out, and no drama. Everyone here protects everyone else. We are all we have."

"So, you're a bad boy with a soft heart," Shane leans against his date.

"Yeah, I guess. Are you tired? You really seem like your about to fall sleep."

"I am a little. But I'm also so happy."

"What about your friends, how are they getting back?"

"Sammy lives close to here, Gill stays the night with her a lot."

"Will they be alright by themselves?"

"Gills like you. She has a personal trainer that her parents don't know about. She's very frightening when she fights. Sammy has a hard time protecting herself, she always has, Gill never leaves her side and protects her. Kinda like how you've been protecting me."

"Hmm. Why can't her parents know?"

"They wouldn't approve, they are like my parents. Conservative. The whole "girls need to be lady like and boys need to be masculine and muscular, the men need to be the protectors of woman" all that's bullshit."

"Ahh, those types of parents."

"Yeah, not very fun, huh?"

"Definitely not," Zane picks up Shane and scoots him off of his lap. He slides out of the truck and stands between Shane's legs. "Did you at least enjoy tonight?"

"I did," the emo scoots forward and wraps his legs around the bad boys body. "I really did," he reached forward and grabs his shoulder.

Zane's hands grab the emos hips and pulls him forward into a kiss.

"Get a room," a drunk Ethan yells from the cooler. Without hesitation Zane flips him off, all without breaking the kiss. "Asshole," Zane breaks the kiss and looks over to see his best friend cracking open a new bottle. "Go Make out somewhere else."

Zane looks at the bed of the truck and picks up a beer bottle cap, he throws it at his drunk friend, it hits him in the forehead. Shane laughs and Zane gives his friend another middle finger.

"Finally someone shut him up," John walks over and pats Zane on the shoulder. "Use protection kids," he says as he continues to walk to Ethan.

"Good god, I need to get you out of here before they get even more drunk. The teasing will never stop," Zane picks up the emo and pulls him out of the trucks bed. He grabs their boards and they start walking.

"Hey, leaving so soon?" A drunk Ethan calls over.

"Don't worry, I'll be back for your drunk ass!" Zane calls over his shoulder, his free hand on Shane's middle back. "Your skins really fucking cold," he says and pulls them to a stop. "You should've told me," he drops his board and strips off his jacket.

"I'm fine," Shane laughs.

"No, you're freezing. I really fucking like the outfit, but what good comes out of this if it's you get sick," he pulls the jacket over his dates shoulders. Shane smiles as he slips his hands through the slots. It loosely wraps him in warmth. "This might be to large for you," Zane laughs. "But I really like the view," he takes a step back with a smirk.

"Oh come on," Shane laughs and takes his hand.

They held hands the entire time, talking nonsense and enjoying each others company. Eventually they arrived at Shane's aunts.

"This is only a few blocks from mine, that's really cool," Zane comments and walks Shane to the door.

"Really now? Maybe I should spend more nights over here then."

"So you can sneak out and see your maybe boyfriend?" Zane tosses his board to the grass, he grabs the hips of the Emo.

"Are you asking what I think you're asking?" Shane's free hand slips through the bad boys silky black hair.

"I would like you to be my boyfriend, please be my boyfriend?"

Shane pulls the males head to his and they lock lips. Tongues fighting, air exchanging, drool inducing, hot and steamy kiss. Then, the door opens. The boys pull away both looking away in embarrassment.

"Shane," a woman's voice says. "Maybe outside the door isn't the best place to be making out with your boyfriend."  Shane looks over to see his aunt standing there with a gently smile. "I won't tell your parents love, don't worry."

Shane gives his aunt a smile.

"Zane, this is my aunt, Ms. Ebony. She teaches at our school."

Zane swallows down his embarrassment and reaches forward to shake her hand.

"I know all about you," her gaze is strong and protective, but her grip on his hand is soft and gently. "Thank you for protecting Shane."

He swallows and nods, "I've vowed to protect the people who can't protect themselves."

"That's sweet of you."

"It's really not, it's more of me having social morals. Protect those who need it."

"You're a good kid, Zane Williams. I look forward to seeing you in my class next semester."

"Absolutely," he grins and drops her hand. "I have to go back and save Ethan from himself," he smiles at Shane, gaining a adorable laugh from the emo. "Text me later, or call, either or. I'll talk to you later tonight, okay?"

Shane leans forward and pecks their lips together. Zane grins and turns to pick up his board.

"Hey, take your jacket-"

"No, you keep it. It looks better on you than it does on me."

"Okay, but you might need these," Shane pulls out the keys and tosses them to the bad boy.

"Thank you, my boyfriend," Zane laughs and kisses Shane's cheek. "Thanks for coming tonight."

"Thank you for letting me."

"You're always welcome, I'll send you the future dates. I'll see you later."

Zane starts walking backwards, Shane laughs and waves before shutting the door. Zane turns around and places his board on the sidewalk. He grins as he skates off and back towards the party.

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"Both of you are fucking drunk and you took your trucks, are you stupid?! How could you be so irresponsible! We're not at the bar dumbasses!"

Zane is punching both Ethan and John.

"Just drive us home, stupid," Ethan slurs and slumps onto his friend.

"I can't drive dumbass! Fine, I'll get you a fucking Uber. I'll take your keys, okay. Just get home safe," Zane plucks the guys keys from their pockets. Pushing them forward now to be near the street lights, and Ethan falls on his knee. "You can't even walk can you?"

"I'm fiiinnee," Ethan try's to get up but ends up falling on his face. "I'm okerrr"

"Jesus Christ," Zane groans and pulls on the drunk Ethan to his feet. He looks around and sees Eric about to enter his truck. "Eric!"

The 17 yr old stops and grins as he runs over.

"Good to see you again Zane," he pulls the male into a hug. "How's it going?"

"I just dropped off my date, but now I'm trying to get these drunks home so I can enjoy the rest of my night."

"You didn't drink either I take it," Eric laughs then his attention turns to Ethan. "E, you ass, always being a nuisance.  Let me take him home," he pulls the drunk Ethan to his shoulder. "Don't worry, I know his new address."

"Thank you Eric. Let me buy you a drink later, just send me your new number, I still have my old one number. Just send me a text and I'll buy ya a drink."

"Thanks man, we'll cya later. Don't be a stranger!"

Zane smiles as Ethan gets dragged away, he looks to John and pats his back.

"At least you can fucking walk straight."

Zane let go of John, pointed forward to watch him walk, and sent him a glare. John flips him off and tried his best to walk in a straight line. He stumbled but Zane figures he's okay enough.

"Do you remember where you house is, or ya need me to take you?"

"Fuck offf, I'm finee. Bitccch."

Zane laugh and slaps Johns head lightly.

"Call Jenny as you go home, sober up before you see her, I'm gonna sit with the others."

John grins with a thumps up and walks his way out of the park, Zane watched him leave then sighs and walks to the remaining kids. He felt welcome with the people form his home town, from his terf in the city.

"Why didn't you ever come back?"

"I can't go to the city yet, I still have a target on my back."

"But you stopped working for B?"

"Shh," Zane snaps his head over. "We can't talk about that outside," The girl frowns and leans against his side, he sighs and wraps his arm around her shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm just anxious. I stopped working under him, but everything's already done. I hurt a lot of people, Paige. I had to run from the city, I can't put you all in danger."

"Stop with the pity party already, asshole," the ginger slaps his chest. "We can fend for ourselves," she sips from the beer in her hand.

"Bullshit," Zane grins and stands, pulling the girl with him. "Spar with me, come on," he puts up his first. "Show me what you've learned."

Paige smiled and handed her beer to her girlfriend. She steps back and brings her fist up. She throws to Zane's head, he blocked. Her left fist goes to his abdomen, he pulls up his leg and kicks her hand away lightly. She throws another fist to his chest, he blocked with his arm.

"Come on Paige," he grins, she laughs and sends a kick to his side, he steps back. "Come on, you got this. Nail me once and I'll give up."

A crowd was starting to form, watching the famous Zane sparing in the open. It's a sight not many saw unless they were preparing for terf fights. Paige laughs more and send a right kick to his body, his arm goes down and his left leg come together to block his left side. She huffs and steps forward, her fist pulled to her face.

"Focus, you got this. Just like we practiced," Paige takes in a deep breath and throws more punches his way, Zane blocks all of them. Paige groans and her fist drop. "Don't give up. You got this Paige."

Paige sends a sudden left kick Zane's way, one he didn't expect. A kick he couldn't block. Her left leg collided with his right side, he stumbles back.

"Fuck yeah! Way to go!" He grins and they high-five. The girlfriend stands and hugs Paige from behind. "I'd love to keep this up," Zane looks at his phone. "But I do have to head back home, I promised I'd be back before midnight."

"Aww," echos through making Zane laugh.

"I'll be back, every full moon, how about that? Spread the word, Zane is back every full moon to party!"

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