Yeah... I Fell In Love With My Best Friend [BoyXBoy]

Chapter 1: The Return

AUTHORS NOTE: This Story Is Based Off Of True Life Events, But With Someone Extraness In It. It Deals With A Lot Of Drama, & Hurt. BUT Fret Not... There Is Also A Lot  Of Humor.
So Without Further Ado... ENJOY :)

(Marshall's POV)

           2 years was too long. I can't believe that asshole of a judge, actually gave me 2 years. Okay, so I slashed a few tires... Big whoop. It's not like I murdered anyone. But nevertheless, today is a great day. I was going home today. To all my friends... To my dad... To my life. There was no explaining the joy I felt. I mean this place wasn't as bad as everyone made it out to be. In actuality, it was rather quite quiet. Nobody messed with anybody, other than the rare fights that would happen during lunch,  and when I say rate, I mean rare. To be completely honest, this place was just like high school,  except for teenage convicts. I for one am glad that I am graduating.  

            Wait... Do I hear footsteps? Yep, my turn to go.. If you could see my face, you'd think I won the lottery.  

             I should sit down... Act like I wasn't expecting it. I felt the small bed dip under my weight, and I'm glad this will be my last time sitting on this small cot.  

             I heard the most glorious sound,  as the police keys jingles on the other side of my cage.  Then the sound of the lock unmatched, replayed in my ears. The steel door opened, with a small creaking sound. Standing there was a slightly overweight police officer, name tag reading OFFICER WINSTON. 

            "Marshall Chase Jr... Let's go, you're being released today." I heard Winston say. To say I jumped up, was an understatement. I practically leaped up. I could see my cell mate grimace at me,  out of my peripheral vision. He was sour that he had another year in this place. I felt bad for him, but I wasn't planning on staying here with him. 

             I practically danced over to the officer, who looked less entertained by my happiness. He mumbled something under his breath, and I couldn't help but laugh. 

             "Alright,  let's go." I stated, patting the officer on the shoulder. 

             "Don't touch me." Winston warned. I couldn't help but smirk. 

             "Sorry honey... Just excited I guess." I joked. If there was one thing I'd miss about this dull place... It'd be the fact that I always messed with the officers. Always made them flustered with my "flirting" if you want to get technically. It made some uncomfortable, while it made others stiffen. If you know what I mean. I'm not gay, but I flirt with anything, boy or girl... But I'm never serious. 

             The officer walked me out to the front desk, so I could sign myself out (since I'm 19), and retrieve all of the items that I had when I went into the detention center. I made my way over to the desk, as Winston walked over to the main door. Another officer, Officer Jameson was waiting for me. Unlike Winston, I never saw this officer before, and I may never see him again, so let me just leave my mark.

             He handed me a bag, with all of my belongings in them.  "Here's everything you came in with, converses, a v-neck, sweatpants, and a cellphone." I could hear Jameson say, but I was preoccupied with figuring out a way to make him uncomfortable. 

             "How about me, and you go back to my place, and I fuck your brains out?" The words left my lips seductively, and the way the male gulped softly, and his currently frozen state, made me smirk. 

            "H-how about I throw you back in your cell?" Jameson tried to sound threatening, but the shaking, and quivering of his voice betrayed him.