Fallen in deep

Chapter 3 - Friendships and beginnings

  **Zane's POV**

“So how was your first day? Hooked up with any girls yet?” Finn Winked throwing a cushion at me knocking my beer out of my hands.

“Do that again and you will find yourself lying outside on the ground in a lot of pain!” I seethe

“Jeez chill bud, no harm in enquiring about the new local talent, am getting bored of the same bitches at Beachwood high, thought you would have been all over that being in a new school, I want in on the action too remember don't be getting greedy now just because we aren't in the same school anymore.”

Finn can be such a moron at times but that moron was also my best friend. We met around the age of 5, 13 years ago on our first day of primary school, I remember it well, hiding behind my Mother's back too afraid to go in, I was never one for mixing confidently with others, then this boy leaned over and whispered into my ear “Hey it's going to be okay, my names Finlay you can stay with me of you like? Maybe we can sit next to each other?”

“I'd like that..am Zane” I whispered back with a small smile.

“Look even our parents get along, maybe they will be friends too like us” Finn pointed at our parents, my Mum was stroking Finn's Dads arm and he was winking back. Growing up I used to be naive thinking my Mum was just super friendly to everyone, especially men, now I know why, she was having affairs with them and basically just being a common slut and still is to this day, her and Finns Dad got together briefly, Finn and I were so excited to become brothers but all that was short lived when my Mum was caught f*****g another man. The break up didn't effect mine and Finns friendship though and instead of him being mad that my Mum caused his Dad upset we remained best friends and strangely enough developed a brotherly bond, I would take a bullet for him and vise versa, although he knows exactly what to say to wind me up, pushing all the right buttons making me want to put that bullet in him, it usually results in him getting his stupid ass beat.

I was never shown any affection or love from any woman or girl apart from one- but she's dead, so why care for them back ? They have all left and My mum clearly didn't care about me when she was bringing different men round to the house when I was a child leaving me to fend for myself and even now she hasn't made any effort to contact me.

 Every girl I have ever been with just looks at me like I am a piece of meat and after a while the novelty of it wears off, they only seem to care about being liked or popular so they spread their legs then brag about it the next day with their friends. It's almost like they want people to know they sleep around.

Were all hanging out at my place, Finn, Tyrell and Max. We take turns going to each others gaff but it's mainly mine because I live by myself. We met Tyrell and Max at The Anchor a few years back. It's a biker pub nearby. Max's Dad owns the place, One night Finn and I were looking for a place to drink, even tho we were underage we didn't care and looked legal at the time, four rough bikers from out of town showed up demanding unpaid money from Max's Dad, When he told them where to go they started on Max and Tyrell and tried to bottle them so Finn and I jumped into level  the playing field, safe to say things didn't end well for them and we haven't seen their dirty faces round here again. We quickly earned the respect from Max's Dad and the others and so its been our regular drinking place ever since.

“Finn if you must know the girls aren't anything special, your not missing out on much, just lay off am too tired for your annoying s**t tonight” I snapped

That wasn't entirely true I suppose, I thought back to this morning when I stood behind this small , slim figure, I could smell her sweet rose perfume. I was too busy checking her out below when she bumped into me. She had piercing blue eyes. Walking to class I couldn't help but stare, Coming to my senses I quickly thought that someone as pretty as her has probably had dozens of guys already in her.

“Yo day dreamer! Did you hear me?” Tyrell yelled, “Were heading to The Anchor hurry and drink up”

“You guys go on without me, am not feeling it tonight” I shrug

As they grab their keys and bottles I hear someone mumble “How long is he going to be like this for?” before the door slams shut.

I go into the kitchen and pour the rest of my beer down the sink and stick a tea bag in a cup waiting for the kettle to boil. A short while later my whole body is aching, I walk to my room, slamming it shut, taking my clothes off and crawling into bed am hoping that tonight will be the night I finally have a peaceful sleep.

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