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VIBING WITH A MENTAL ILLNESS;
"You're no fun compared to Snow," Adam commented bitterly.
"You're nothingcompared to him," you retorted. You could tell you were getting on his nerves as he sped up.
You looked around. You needed to find some way of passing him before he completely left you in the dust.
As you were about to increase your own speed your front wheel hit a rock. Reki and Miya cringed as they saw you spin slightly out of control. Adam smiled to himself and continued on his way.
Once you regained direction you sighed and resumed skating. "I'm rustier than I thought," you muttered.
"No..." Adam's voice trailed off. He quickly turned his own cross-shaped board around and sped straight to you. "You're not my Eve."
"Hate to break it to you," you started. You inhaled a sharp breath and prayed to the universe that you could pull this off. Your hand connected to the pavement, a sharp jolt of pain coursing through it, and ducked underneath his arms.
3rd person pov since I'm tired ;__00
"But no one wants to be your Eve!"
The beef continued. Whenever one of them passed the other, it suddenly reversed. The younger skater could very obviously tell he was being toyed with.
He didn't have the physical nor skating abilities to beat Adam. So, he would have to defeat him differently.
"You should've let Langa race with me," he seethed. "I should've been in my world with my Eve!" He sped up once more and you were prepared this time.
"If I need to leave the country," he started. He watched as if in slow-motion how Adam jumped off his board and swung it in the air. "I'm not leaving my best friends with you!"
Despite what he may have thought, what he truly believed. What Reki, Langa, Miya and everyone else hoped was utterly wrong.
WHACK!
Y/n fell to the ground, choking out blood. Small droplets made their way onto Adam's mask as he watched the boy drop to the ground in front of him. He walked slowly over to the injured skater and sighed in discontent.
"You..." He lifted his foot to hover right over y/n's neck. "Disgust me." He slammed his foot onto the high schooler.
"Y/n!" Reki exclaimed. Langa put a comforting hand on his shoulder but Reki could feel it tremble over him.
"M-My..." he gasped for air. "My sis-sister is in a c..coma and I lost my b-best...friends to e-...each other..." He continued to talk. He tried to sound commanding, or even brave but it came out weak and shaky.
He could feel Adam's foot lift slightly in astonishment but it quickly went back down with more force. "Y-You really think...this can hurt m-...me?"
He reached over to the hard pavement. His hand searched for his board but Adam's strength made it harder and harder to do a simple thing like breathing, let alone moving.
"C'mon y/n!" Miya yelled, hands cupping his mouth. Reki and Langa quickly joined in. Soon everyone was chanting and cheering the same thing.
"Get up, rookie!"
"You got it, y/n!"
"Let's go!"
"Get up, y/n!"
His hand finally reached the borrowed board and he gripped it with just as much force that Adam was administering. He swiftly twisted it around so the front was facing Adam's ankle. He clicked the button on the side and slammed the sharp blade on his ankle.
Adam immediately retaliated and the younger boy sat himself up, gasping for air. His voice came out dry and husky along with drops of blood lining his lips. "Did I mention...My sister is a bit of a sadist?" He grinned devilishly and attempted to stand but his efforts were futile.
"Get up," Adam commanded. He limped over to his board. As y/n continued to struggle to stand, he could see the blood seep out of Adam's fresh wound.
"Payback is such an ugly word," Y/n let out a deep sigh as he finally managed to get himself up on two feet. "I prefer retribution. Don't you?" he teased.
"Get up," Adam repeated with more urgency this time. He would've brought the boy to the starting line himself if he had to. "So I can get rid of you once and for all."
They were both much weaker than usual, yet Adam still had the upper hand. He always had the upper hand.
Do you perhaps remember the 'deal' I mentioned earlier between Adam and y/n? Let me elaborate...
Y/n had promised to leave S and never come back if Adam won. Meaning no matter how much he may want to come and substitute his beloved friends, he couldn't. If y/n won, however, Adam would no longer be allowed to skate against Langa nor Reki.
While the two skaters attempted to avoid all the rocks and dents in the road, Reki tugged on Langa's shirt, signalling for him to follow. Langa nodded swiftly and ran with Reki to the 'gravesite' finish line.
Y/n became visibly more anxious as Adam sped up. What was he going to do? Was he even going to do anything? Was he—
"Payback is such an ugly word," Adam taunted. He leaped off his board and ran toward him with the black board gripped against his knuckles. Y/n felt the familiar aching sensation in his stomach. "I prefer retribution, don't you?"
"Y/N!"
And then...
black.
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