𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 - Akali x Male reader

Chapter 22

*** Akali POV ***

Tapping my finger against the side of the laptop, I let out a sigh as I lift myself despite wanting to work but am in no mood to do any of that. My head is just not clear enough and running into too many corridors to even think straight long enough to get a grip.

Running my hand through my hair, I grip it in frustration as I then shut down everything to just get home and do anything that works with my head on autopilot.

As I get close to leaving the studio I hear a loud banging noise on it. I pull open the door instantly as to see JP stand awkwardly at the door, "Mind not breaking the door down?"

He crosses his arms, "You could have been inside with your headphones on. Didn't want to startle you and end up being the one getting beat up for nothin'."

I rub my neck, "Alright. What's up?" looking at him with an annoyed stare, I couldn't help but be annoyed I just wanted to be alone at this point.

"I'm here to make sense of this shit, Akali."

Treading backward, "There is nothing to make sense of, JP. I don't know what's gotten you so riled up to come to my work for-"

"Us. Don't feel like playing attention seeker with you and not to mention you purposely doing that shit to get at me."

"Nothing was ever on purpose. I am doing what I want to do and if you think I am attacking you then you should probably realize that not everything I do will ever have anything to do with you."

His jaw's muscles tighten, flaring his nostrils he speaks again, "Just make sense of this shit. Why are you keeping me around? Just be straight with me."

"I don't know what to tell you. How about you stop pinning everything on me because something isn't going how you expected and come out with the questions that you so desperately want answers to!"

He steps closer, bringing his face into mine, "You know what I am talking about - we got history and you know I dig you."

Tilting my head to the side, I cross my arms, "So you came all this way because you got jealous?" I scoff, then chuckle while shaking my head, "I already told you a long time ago, I am not interested in letting you burn me a second time."

"I didn't do shit!"

"You are on your constant high horse and expect me to shape everything around your whims! Every fucking day was a drag with you!" then keeping my glare, "I'm not a prize that you can just flash every five seconds because it helps boost that fragile ego of yours. You were more proud of yourself than you ever loved me."

Grabbing me by the arm he pulls me close, in the struggle I try to turn away as I end up with my back against the wall, hovering over me I can smell his breath. Not even a trace of alcohol or any other drug on it.

Idiot is doing this because he got jealous. Becoming aware of the sudden stinging pain in my back and head must have bumped them too hard as he pushed me here.

"You never talked to me."

"I can't talk to someone that doesn't want to hear anything else other than his own voice-"

"Don't blame that shit on me when you never tried past that! I showed you off because who wouldn't show off somebody like you. You think I'd just let everyone think I am just your lackey when you end up in my bed!"

I shake my head, "Admit that you are jealous. Admit that for a second and then I'll listen longer than 5 seconds."

"I am not Jealous. Not of him."

"There is a reason why you came running here-"

"Do you like the kid?" he blurts out, annoyance and anger are clear in his tone alone.

 "Nothing to do with you, you can do yourself a favor and realize you are being a dick about it and I can still manage to be your friend but I will never be anything more than that with you. Never, not after you pulled this shit again."

"I'm the bad guy for chasing you?" he moves closer, lowering his head towards mine.

Lifting my arm to his chest, I push him back, "Take it further."

"I don't get you. You say all that shit and expect me not to have feelings for you," his eyes constantly searching mine for a answer, almost to the point where it looks like begging.

"That is on you. I didn't lead you on and if it felt like it, sorry. You crossed the line coming to my work and forcing yourself inside and onto me. I am begging you to cross the fucking line because I will put you on the ground."

"You know that's what I like-"

"No. No more jokes."

"You aren't perfect. Little miss secrets, you are so good at it you don't even have to lie to deceive anyone - everything that leads up to this is your fault," he pushes me back as he steps away, "At least I can say I am the only one that wasn't pretending. You never loved me, did you?"

"I am not giving you that slither of light. I won't let you hear what you want to hear because you will never ever learn."

With a scoff, "Fuck yourself Akali. Or better yet when you realize that small dicked bastard won't have a spine to handle you, much less do anything that can satisfy you - don't fucking come to me."

"We both know you'd be on your knees if I ever showed up to you. All it takes is a simple call and you will be all over it."

He turns with a snarl, "Don't start shit."

"The nerve on you is ridiculous! You force yourself onto me because you got jealous and now you are sticking to putting me into the ground? Belittling me! Fuck you, JP! You are Just Pathetic!"

He turns quickly and what came after was like a flash. I feel his boney knuckles across my face and before I could react I was pressed against the wall. The moments his hands... wander... I lift my knee between his legs. Then push him back as I slam my elbow into his jaw. 

Another swing that I duck under only for the other hand to jab me in my ribs. He grabs my by the neck, pressing on my air pipes as I slam my arm on his elbow trying to force it to bend the other way. Now pressed against the wall, I can't find an opening to kick him. I lift myself with my legs around his neck. Throwing both of us onto the ground, crashing onto my behind I quickly lift myself over him.

Hitting him on the jaw with my fist, I don't stop hitting him with continuous right hits. Managing to grab my hand he tries to lift himself as his back is against the wall. I swing my left knee into his nose. Breaking his nose and slamming the back of his head into the wall. He stops moving completely after that.

I hover for a moment. I lower myself next to him, then feel his pulse, sighing with relief that I didn't end up killing him in the heat of it. I glance around with a chuckle. Relieved just to see that we did fight in a camera's view even though we will probably be at the very edge.

I pull out my phone, moving my jaw I feel it sting like a bitch, "911 what's your emergency?"

"Hey, can you send some officers my way? Studio K/DA. I was assaulted and he is currently on the floor unconscious."

"What is your name, Miss?"

"Akali Tethi."

"A patrol car is on its way and only two minutes out. Please sit tight and answer all their questions as soon as the officers arrive."

"Thank you..." I cut the call. Then stepping outside my jaw is sore and my neck is stinging from where he grabbed me.

Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. My heart is racing at the sudden development, I am fuming with anger but still relieved I didn't kill him. I sit down with another shock in my ribs, I groan slightly as I sit close enough to the entrance for the cops to see me with ease.

I... I didn't expect him to be that touchy. That he'd dare make a move after trying to disarm me.

Sick fuck.