♥Who wants to be perfect? v.2♥

[Mα∂иɛƨƨ.]

{- I cant Do This On My Own... Im No Superman.-}

. s t a t u s . Taken, Hehe| . m o o d . Honest to God, I dont Know| . d o i n g . / . w h e r e. Driving an ambulance. Dont Ask.

Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life 'til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter
Here comes the fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me,
This one's a fighter

Peytons eyes went wide looking at Xanther. She gave him and expression that said 'put your hands on your head unless you wann get shot..!!' She watched carefully at the events going down. And the worse part was... it was All Peytons fault. All of it. I screwed up big time.. she thought. Peyton eyed the cop walking with a gun towards Xanther.. Please dont.. please dont.. she thought nervously to herself

[Qiokkabee]

"Put your hands up son," the cop said, keeping the gun to his side. Xanther ignored Peyton and disobeyed the cop. The cop grunted and gave him an impressed look. "Alright then," he said. He pushed the gun in his pocket and then pulled Xanther's arms back. He pushed Xanther against the ambulance. Xanther screamed in pain, tears running down his face as his hair came down. "Pay attention next time," the cop grunted, pulling his gun out, and pointing it to Xanther's head. "Let this be a little lesson to all of you," the cop said. "Dont move Mr. or you'll get your head blown off." Xanther felt the colod end of the gun touch his head and he winced in pain as the cop pushed him harder against the ambulance.

[Mα∂иɛƨƨ.]

{- I cant Do This On My Own... Im No Superman.-}

. s t a t u s . Taken, Hehe| . m o o d . Honest to God, I dont Know| . d o i n g . / . w h e r e. Driving an ambulance. Dont Ask.

Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life 'til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter
Here comes the fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me,
This one's a fighter

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Peyton couldnt just stand there. Seeing Xanther in pain and a gun to his head... In made peyton mad, sad, angry.. all of it. She quickly took her arms off of her head and ran over to Xanther to the cop. She knew she was going to get in so much trouble for this.. Maybe even getting a shot to her head. Peyton ripped the Cop off of Xanther and pushed him. Dont you ever touch him Again!" she screamed He didnt do any of it.. let him go.. Just take me in or whatever.. Kill me. Do what you want.. But dont you dare even breath on him. Hes freacking innocent.

[ƒυяια.]

Lyra smiled and brang the cups and the coasters from the kitchen to the table too. she placed the cups in the coasters beside the plates.

[Qiokkabee]

The cop was surprised as Peyton suddenly pushed him away from Xanther. Xanther gasped and tried to look back but was afraid they'd kill him. "Go back where you were young lady!" Another cop said, pulling her away with her hands behind dher back. "Let's go take you to jail!"
Xanther started crying. His father came in and gasped. "Xanther!" Xanther saw his father and looked away shamefully. He was in big trouble and knew that his father would hate him for this. "Stay back sir," a cop said, motioning Mr.C to go back. "He's my son!" Mr.C said,"And I'm in this situation because he belongs to me!" Mr.C pushed through and stormed towards Xanther. The cop who had gotten stood in front of Xanther. "Whoa there! He is not innocent and will go to Jail for not even trying to stop the little brat over there!" He pointed towards Peyton. Mr.C gasped. "Peyton?!"

[Mα∂иɛƨƨ.]

{- I cant Do This On My Own... Im No Superman.-}

. s t a t u s . Taken, Hehe| . m o o d . Honest to God, I dont Know| . d o i n g . / . w h e r e. Driving an ambulance. Dont Ask.

Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life 'til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter
Here comes the fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me,
This one's a fighter

Peyton looked stunned.Everything was such a blur.She felt her hands being pulled behind her back as a cop dragged her to the police car. Wait! she screamed trying to squirm out of the officers grip He did! He tried to stop me but i didnt listen! Im just so selfish and coincided that i didnt listen to him! I made a huge mistake.... Please Please dont hurt him! Peyton paused beginning to cry as well Please... she whispered. Her attention was then turned to.. no one other than the man who had once saved her life.. Mr C. Holy Crap. It just got worse Peyton Bit her lips Uhh.. um.. was all she could manage to say.

[Qiokkabee]

Tears streamed down Xanther's face as the cop and his father started yelling. "He's innocent and so is she!" Mr.C said, after listening to Peyton. "She didnt mean to do so because she was acting stupid but then Xanther tried to stop her! She said it all! And she is Xanther's girlfriend so that is that!" Xanther cheeks turned a pink as he said Peyton was his girlfriend. He felt shame in him.
"First of all, who are you?!" the cop yelled. "I am Mr.C and Xanther is my son. Peyton is his girlfriend and I must protect them from now on!"
"So you are responsible for these two?!"
"Xanther? Yes! Peyton! Why the hell not?! They are friends and they will not be separated! Not if they love each other this much!"
"And how much do they exactly like each other?! How may you prove to me that they are BF and Gf, Mr.C?!"
Mr.C walked towards Xanther and pushed Xanther towards Peyton. "Go show 'em! kiss her! Don't just hug her! Do something Xanther!" Xanther looked at the crowd around them. They were all staring at him. It was up to him now and he had to do somehting to save his life. Save his father's life, save Peyton's life. Xanther simply stood there and did nothing. "Go Xanther!" his fater yelled. All the cops stared, along with his father with an angry look and the crowd...

[Mα∂иɛƨƨ.]

{- I cant Do This On My Own... Im No Superman.-}

. s t a t u s . Taken, Hehe| . m o o d . Honest to God, I dont Know| . d o i n g . / . w h e r e. Driving an ambulance. Dont Ask.

Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life 'til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter
Here comes the fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me,
This one's a fighter

Peyton kept trieing to exscape out of the officers grip.. That is until he put a gun to her head. She stopped moving and stood completely still. Tears were staining her shirt and cheeks as she watched Mr C and the officer argue. Peyton couldnt help but feel guilt in her heart.I really did it this time.. she thought.

Suddenly Peytons breath got caught in her throat when Mr. C. told the cop that Xanther and Peyton were together. Well it was true.. At least Peyton thought so.. But how did he know... How did Mr c know they were dating.. Maybe he didnt, and this was his plan to keep them alive and out of Jail. Well it seemed to be working. Then Peyton and Xanther were asked to kiss... Oh God.. peyton whispered to herself. Uhh.. she said looking at Xanther.. waiting for his move.

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Xanther slowly walked over to Peyton, his arm on his sides. He was only few feet away until he stopped. He stopped walked and looked down at himself. Oh god, please make this nice... Xanther started walking again until he came up tp Peyton. He looked up at her, eyes glistening with tears. He looked up at her eyes. "I...I"m sorry..." Xanther whispered, looking down at himself...

[Mα∂иɛƨƨ.]

{- I cant Do This On My Own... Im No Superman.-}

. s t a t u s . Taken, Hehe| . m o o d . Honest to God, I dont Know| . d o i n g . / . w h e r e. Driving an ambulance. Dont Ask.

Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life 'til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter
Here comes the fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me,
This one's a fighter

The officer that was holding Peyton, let her go and took a step back. Peyton dropped her arms to her side as she looked up at Xanther.No.. N-no dont be.. It all my fault. All of it. Im sorry. she said tears beginning to run down her face Again. Her once blue eyes were now a hard deep gray.. showing sorry and guilt. She looked up at him and wiped some of the tears off of his face gently..