Fight 2

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"YOUR KIDDING ME. JUST LEAVE ME ALO- you?" Bryce furrowed his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" Bryce asked.

"Fucking hell..." Addison mumbled looking at his face.

"What are you doing here?!" Bryce raised his voice.

"Could I have not come to a fight where I have tickets?" Addison said , cocking an eyebrow up and crossing her arms and pulling her hood down.

"Where's the first aid box?" Addison asked.

"Addison leave. I don't need anymore shit happening." Bryce said.

"Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me to leave?" Addison said looking around the room and finally spotting the first aid box.

"For fucks sake! YOU'RE BEING DIFFICULT. I just want to be alone!" Bryce basically begged.

"HAVE YOU SEEN YOUR FACE! YOUR BLEEDING A SHIT TON AND YOU HAVE A BLACK EYE! YOUR HANDS BLEEDING, PROBABLY BECAUSE YOU CAN'T STOP SLAMMING THE BENCH WITH IT." Addison defended.

"And why do you fucking care! I REALLY don't need you here right now!" Bryce said. "I have people that care for me, probably more than YOU either way"

"I come here to help you but all you want to do is taunt." Addison scoffed.

She locked the locker rooms door and sat on the bench, beside Bryce.

She grabbed his jaw and aggressively turned it towards her, regretting it when Bryce winced in pain.

"Fucking hell, woman." Bryce grimaced.

She looked at his jaw to see another bruise.

"Bitch" She mumbled.

"That dumbass referee was a greedy little motherfucker" She ranted.

"Why are you here" Bryce asked, ignoring everything Addison just said.

"I wanted to watch the fight. Do I have to ask you? I payed for my tickets. I came here. Do you have a problem? I just wanted to help, alright? Don't flatter yourself." She scowled.

"I don't have a problem with the fact that you're at the fight. I have a problem with you." Bryce said.

Addison froze and looked at him with just straight pain in her eyes.

"You're the one saying things that aren't quite true about me, to the public." Addison said taking an ice pack and putting it on Bryce's bruises, which made her have to touch his neck.

"Oh and you're the one who hurt me" Bryce said.

"Oh, so you think you saying that I was sneaking around with another guy after fucking you and telling you I loved, didn't hurt me? Stop playing the victim Bryce! I've had enough! You're the last person I expect to spread fake shit and rumours about me!" Addison raised her voice with frustration.

"What is the truth then?!" Bryce asked.

"Why do I have to explain myself when there's nothing to explain!? I'm tired of invalidating my feelings for others, thinking I should always explain myself to everyone! But I'm fucking done!" Addison explained.

"I want an explanation! I NEED explanations of why you thought lying to me and breaking my trust was okay!" Bryce demanded.

"Bryce!" Addison said standing up, and Bryce followed her action and stood up in front of her.

Addison held his face in her hands and just stared at his face.

"If I had things to explain, I WOULD'VE. BUT THERE ISN'T ANYTHING TO EXPLAIN! TRUST ME" Addison attempted to persuade him.

"Addison, are you serious? TRUST YOU?! IF I COULD, I WOULD! But you broke it. So please, for fucks sake, leave me alone before this goes too far." Bryce said backing away from her.

Addison just looked down and nodded. She walked to the door, with regret of ever even coming here. She left, closing the door behind her.

She just walked out the stadium and got an uber back to her hotel.

She realized that... she was just invalidating her feelings again! He doesn't want to trust her, it isn't her fault.

If i don't focus on myself and let go of him now... i'll keep going back and put by self respect at its stake.

If he can't trust her, then thats not her fault...

But she didn't make sure to make things clear enough with him...

So it's neither of their fault, right?

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