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Secrets	By : kattanon Category: S through Z > The Shield Views: 974 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimers: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.
Secrets Chapter 2.
It was two days before Vic saw the kid again. It was the end of school, and he was standing by a locker pulling out some books to take home. He stood out for two reasons, again he was dressed in a long sleeved sweater despite the fact that it was the middle of May and everyone else was dressed in short sleeves because of the hot weather. Remembering those finger shaped bruises on the kid�s wrist Vic could guess why he wore long sleeves. The second thing that made the boy stand out from the crowd was the livid bruise on his left cheekbone. It as a day or two old and he hadn�t had it the last time Vic had seen him.
As he watched Vic felt his hackles rise as Jackson swaggered into view. He walked up to the unsuspecting boy, and shoved his elbow into him making him drop his books onto the floor. The boy backed up against his locker as Jackson paused, and grinning leaned forward saying something to the kid that Vic was too far away to hear. He saw the result though; the boy paled and shook his head, biting his lower lip in nervousness. Jackson�s face twisted into a vicious sneer, and he leaned even further forward, getting right into the kid�s face, his hands resting on either side of the kid�s body cutting off any escape route. He said something else to the boy before he pulled back laughing, as the boy shrank away from him. Vic felt his hands curl into fists as he watched Jackson, and two of his gang walk away laughing. They were like hyenas Vic thought, scavengers picking on the weak and defenseless, because they didn�t have the balls to face anyone who could fight back.
The boy bent down to pick up his fallen books, ignoring the looks, which ranged from pity to amusement, that the other kids were giving him as they walked past him. As he picked up his books he quickly reached up and wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand. Again Vic felt that tight, uncomfortable feeling rise up in his chest, and not enjoying the feeling he quickly turned his back on the scene and opened his own locker. He�d just finished packing his backpack when he heard a quiet, hesitant voice behind him,
"Excuse me."
Turning he was surprised to see the kid standing there looking nervous, but determined,
"Yeah what do you want kid?" He asked, a little more brusquely then he meant to, feeling guilty when he saw the kid flinch back slightly.
Holding out a crisp, white square of cloth the boy said,
"I�I thought you�d like this back. I ah�I didn�t want you to get into trouble or anything for not having it�It�s clean, I washed it."
Vic saw that it was his handkerchief, and he smiled at the boy as he took it, trying to make up for his earlier attitude,
"Hey thanks�um Holland right?"
The boy nodded.
"That�s ah�that�s great, but you didn�t have to give it back. I mean I wasn�t in any trouble, it�s just a hankie right." He told the boy.
"Oh�well I just thought�" the kid�s voice petered out and Vic could see him beginning to edge away.
Not sure why Vic suddenly asked,
"How�d you get that bruise on your face?"
The boy�s eyes flicked up to meet Vic�s for a moment before looking down again. It kinda bugged Vic that the kid never seemed to look anyone in the eye.
"I fell and knocked it on the corner of a table." The boy quickly replied.
"Fell huh?" Vic said.
The boy nodded.
The lie had tripped off the kid�s tongue as if it was a well-rehearsed line, or maybe just one that was frequently told. Vic knew he was lying, after all he�d told enough lies of his own to be able to recognise when he was being told one.
Once again the boy began to sidle away from Vic.
"I�ah I have to go. I don�t want to be late home." He said to Vic.
Not knowing why he said it. Not understanding why this kid, whom he hadn�t even known exist cou couple of days ago, had gotten under his skin, Vic hastily asked,
"Are you alright?"
The boy paused, and looked up at Vic through long, dark eyelashes,
"What do you mean?"
Almost tempted to say "nothing" and laugh it off Vic plunged on,
"Well that bruise on your face, the ones on your wrist�is everything ok?"
For once the boy hadn�t dropped his gaze, but seemed to be studying Vic�s face. Vic got the slightly uncomfortable feeling that he was being assessed, judged. As if he�d made up his mind the kid opened his mouth to speak when,
"Hey Vic whatca doing?" Shane�s voice called out from behind him.
Vic turned to see Shane strolling towards him, and held up his hand in greeting before turning back to the kid, only to find him gone. Looking down the corridor he could see him slipping through the main doors, out of the school, on his way home Vic guessed. Vic supposed that whatever it had been that the kid had been looking for in him when stu studied his face, he�d come up short. He felt a pang of sadness at that thought.
Shane slapped him on the shoulder, and followed his gaze,
"What did the geek want?"
"Hmm�oh nothing." Vic replied.
"Loser." Shane snorted in derision. "So are we still meeting up aur pur place at seven?"
"What�oh yeah at seven." Vic confirmed.
He pushed the dark suspicions that had begun to form in his mind away. After all it wasn�t any of his business.
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