Boxing Partners

City's Breaking Down On a Camel's Back

"What do you mean she's out?!" Clementine freaked, hopping out of her bed, grabbing the dark blue jeans that had laid out on the end of the plastic bed frame, pulling them on as fast as possible.

"Minerva, she's out. The judge who was on our trial has been calling you for the past four hours, but your phones been out, so she called me. She explained that Minnie-"

"Minerva" The brunette spat.

"She explained that. Minerva. Had been a model inmate and the state doesn't want to keep someone in who behaves that well, so she's on probation."

"what can we do about this?"

"The way I see it, we have three options, one we ignore what just happened and pretend that she's still inside"

"We can't do-" Clementine interrupted,

"Two, we get a restraining order, whether that is now, or after the wedding and honeymoon, I don't care. Or three, we acknowledge that she's out and let it be"

"what do you want to do about it? I'll support you whatever you decide, whatever you want to do, I'll go with it. You knew her better than I did, or I ever will. I made my peace when she hurt me it's your turn to decide."

"I think we should wait to decide until we're back from our honeymoon unless we feel scared, or like we're in danger, we'll do something. But right now, I think we should wait, I don't want to stress about this, I don't want to stress, I want to have a calm break with you, feet in the sand cocktail in our hands. We'll take it as it comes, as long as I'm with you we'll be okay." Violet paused, slowing her breathing taking the brunette's shaking hand, looking her in those eyes, the pool of honey eyes that is just so easy to get stuck in.

"You're my Boxing Partner Clem."

"Okay, I'm with you Purple" she smiled.

"Boxing Partner, what kind of cringe is that? You're hardly ever the sappy type."

"Well, we're getting married, in two days, of course, um sappy."

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Today was the day. The day that Violet had been dreaming of since the night of the kiss, that first electrifying kiss. Every moment since the day Clementine introduced herself, standing in the middle of their room in a white towel, she pictured a life together. Marrying her person.

Violet stood in front of the floor-length mirror, a pale green suit jacket, similar in shade to her eye, a pair of black trousers, light tan shoes and a white collared shirt. The blonde fiddled with a black tie in her hands, struggling to make a knot, grunting before giving up, throwing her hands down in a fuss.

"Fucking thing" the girl sighed, the mahogany door on her side opened, Louis came around from the door looking at a frustrated Violet up and down, clearly nervous. He walked towards the blonde, placing his hands on her shoulders, turning the girl to face him.

"Vi- Vi, stop, let me do it, you're stressed" the boy expressed, taking the fabric in his hands

carefully folding and tucking the tie in on itself to a perfectly shaped Windsor Knot. Violet sighed, inspecting the tie in the mirror and now the boy stood behind her. "Thank you, Lou"

"c-can I talk to you about something?"

"Anything, what's up? You're not ditching Clem on you. That's a low blow."

"No, no. It's Minerva, she's out of prison and I don't know what to do?"

"Violet, you shouldn't be thinking about this on your wedding day, take it as it comes but right now, you need to be out there on the altar, getting married so, please you'll be great, and we will talk about this when you get back from your honeymoon."