17 Something You Want to Tell Me?

Dazed and confused, Luke was drug along the scaffolding and stairs until they reached Hunter's office.

**BANG**

**CLICK**

The sounds of Hunter slamming the door shut and locking it pulled Luke out of his daze as he wheezed and tried to catch his breath. His back and torso still aching from the hits Hunter had managed to land on him. Immediately he reached for his hoodie.

Hunter's foot connected with hoodie abruptly, effectively keeping it trapped while he glared at the kid before him.

"So, mind telling me what's going on?"

Luke looked up to the man who was practically standing on his sweater and growled at him, trying to tug it out from under his feet to no avail.

"What the bloody hell makes you think I would tell you anything!!"

Luke could only glare at the man before him, bloody hell was he gonna tell this guy that he was actually girl! Like fuck!! He had worked too long and too hard to build this image. Hunter could be damned. Not even Charlie was aware of his secret and he had known him for much longer.

Hunter could only smirk at this kids audacity. The corner of his mouth twitched as he watched the younger man glare at him. There were other ways of course of confirming his suspicions.

"That's ok." He murmured, taking a few steps closer to Luke, his right hand reaching out to drag his knuckles over those delicate cheekbones he had only moments ago been admiring. "You don't need to say anything" he smirked again, finishing the statement.

Luke was lost. He could only stare at this man and he felt Hunter's hands glide over his cheek. Unbelievably he found his breath catching in his throat as he stood once again mesmerized, pulse racing while his cheeks flushed from the contact. Violence he could handle. He understood it. This tenderness? It not only frightened but fascinated him. He was powerless.

Hunter couldn't help but grin while he watched Luke struggle underneath his touch. He watched as the warring emotions ran rampant conflicting in his gaze and leaned closer. He had had more than enough experience with women to know exactly what to say and do.

At this point Luke could almost feel Hunter's breath up on his lips, the warmth was a slow caresse that stirred up a myriad of reactions in his body. His pulse began to race erratically and as though intoxicated he found himself leaning in, the soft down of his lashes almost falling closed.

Hunter groaned inwardly. This kid would be his end. Swallowing the urge to take that delicate little mouth in a hungry kiss he shut his eyes and pulled out a knife.

RIIIIIIIIIP

The sound of cloth tearing was like a bucket of water crashing down Luke he looked up to feel a draft across his skin and his t-shirt which had been wearing only moments ago on the floor.

"Now, sweetheart, do you think you might have something you want to say?

......

Meanwhile, on the other side of town.

Charlie had driven around the school yard and surrounding area a few times. No matter where he looked though, there was no sign of his friend.

He couldn't help but narrow his brows. His hands curled around the handlebars of his bike, gripping the throttle so hard it caused his engine to rev absentmindedly along with his thoughts.

Though the school would have let out hours before he could still hear the sounds of shuffling feet on the concrete basketball court. Amongst the hammering of the basketball on the ground were the delighted squeals of the girls who watched. The air was filled with their laughter.

Charlie decided to park his bike and take a walk around the fenced in basketball court. He watched as the all girls, once cheering paused, their faces flush with excitement as they came squealing over.

"Hi!! are you new here?"

"You don't go to school here you do you?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Ohmygod! Please say no!!"

They began to dance around him, bouncing up on their toes as threw one question after another at him. Charlie raked a hand through his hair with a sigh. Staring them down he took a deep breath.

"Look, I'm just looking for a friend. He's about 5'7"..dark hair, kinda spiky and blueish eyes..oh..and he's kind of short tempered and has his ear pierced"

The girls all looked to Charlie and then back at one another.

"Nah. I think I would remember someone like that" muttered a short blonde girl in the back. This was immediately followed by a round of consent.

"I mean, there is that new girl. She's kinda odd.." added another, this was immediately vetoed by the other girls as one cuffed her upside the head.

"Hey knock it off!!" cried the redhead who had been just been slapped, she glared at the other girl rubbing her head with a pout.

"You heard him! He clearly said it was a guy he was looking for, what would he be doing with a freak like Patterson" the other girl laughed. Her laughter was immediately joined by the others as Charlie just shook his head and walked away.

Climbing onto his bike Charlie was pensive. He stared blankly at the school grounds going over the conversation in his head.

Wasn't Patterson Luke's last name?

He searched his memory trying to remember the day they first met. His hand came up to rub the back of his neck. He must have remembered it wrong it. Luke was very obviously a guy. An odd one, but still a guy. So that  couldn't be him those girls were talking about.

Unless of course, Luke had a sister.

But Luke had never mentioned this before.

Charlie started up the bike and heaving a sigh headed to the only place he could think of to find his friend, the clubhouse for Satan's Foot Soldiers.