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"To soon for goodbyes"
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I wasn't fully unconscious and I knew for a fact Anthony wasn't going to pull me out the match, he laid me on the floor near my bench as we waited for round three to begin.
I simply asked for a few more minutes to gather my thoughts and think of my next game plan as Anthony and Adrien argue only a few feet away from me.
"Anthony she might have a concussion! We have to pull her out!," Adrien yelled.
"No! She'll be fine after a few minutes trust me," Anthony grumbled annoyed.
"Trust you? I barley know you," Adrien mumbled.
"I'm just trying to do what's best for Marine-," I open my eyes to see them in each other's face.
"What's best for her is to stay focused," Anthony cut him off.
"No it's for her to go get help! If anything happens to her down the road I'm going to blame you," Adrien growled.
"Blame me? Excuse me but I wasn't the one that kicked her in the head dipshit," Anthony laughed at Adrien.
"Yeah, but you've done it before," he smirked.
Anthony glares at him "you think I had a choice? Imagine having the feeling to hurt someone you care about during a match, but guess what? I own up to what I've done and yes Marinette and I have spared in multiple occasions where both of us hurt one another badly, but that's my future and thats what she takes huge pride in!," He yelled in Adriens face.
"Even so how can you not feel uncomfortable hurting her?," Adrien asked.
"Of course I feel uncomfortable but she wants my help, she wants me to help her become stronger, to better herself then yesterday and the day before, it pains me to have to hurt her! But that is what She wants! I do what She wants because I would put Her needs and wants before mine," Anthony growled. "So do me a favor pretty boy and get back to the stands before I really lose my patients with you,"he rubbed his head softly.
I knew Anthony hated having to go up against me in multiple occasions during matches or just to train. I to felt terrible, but I wanted to get stronger and he wanted to go to nationals, so we put our feelings aside to help one another achieve our goals in ways that'll hurt us but grow at the same time. I never minded Anthony's company when we fought against one another because in the end he always took care of me, he always cleaned up my small cuts and filled me up with food until I felt better, and I did the same thing to him because I know he didn't have bad intentions like others did. So I would never blame Anthony for some of bruises he caused me.
I understood Adriens worries for me, but he had no reason to accuse Anthony of hurting me in that way.
"She needs to go to the hospital, but apparently you don't care that she might be seriously injured," Adrien chuckled.
Anthony, probably at his breaking point, suddenly grabs Adrien by the collar of his shirt and glares at him.
"Get the hell out of here kid," Anthony mumbled.
"I'm not going anywhere," Adrien smirked down at him.
"She's going to win!," Anthony sighed.
"And what if she doesn't?"
"Well that's sad for you to think otherwise pretty boy," Anthony laughed "guess you don't know Marinette as well as I thought you did."
Adrien suddenly grabs a hold of Anthony's collar as well "don't you dare say that, I knew her before you!," he growled.
