Marcus 91

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When I elevator doors opened and I saw Vic standing there I lost all rational thinking, ever since I met him I knew I was going to have to beat his ass eventually. Before he could say anything or before Lorenzo or anyone could stop me I jumped in the elevator and closed the door behind us. Vic tried to speak but I punched him dead in the mouth. "Don't say another fucking word when we get to the lobby you're going to follow me." I said in a deadly calm voice that even scared me. Vic obviously knew I wasn't playing because he didn't say anything he just held his nose to try to stop some of the bleeding. The doors opened and I walked through the lobby, to the parking lot and stopped by my car. I checked my surroundings to make sure there weren't any nosy ass reporters around before I turned around and faced Vic.

"Marcus look before you start trip......" Before he could get another word out I hit him with two quick jabs leaving him dazed. I watched as Vic stumbled back before I punched him two more times, I didn't care that Vic was about a foot taller than me or had me beat by at least a hundred pounds of muscle in my mind everything that happened to Khalil was his fault which fueled my anger.

"I.... told..... you..... to..... stay..... the...... fuck...... away...... from.......Khalil." I said punctuating every word with a punch, Vic may have been stronger than me but I was quicker and I had a lot of practice fighting bigger dudes with Marsean. I was so angry I blacked out until I felt my feet leave the ground and I was slammed on the ground.

"Marcus listen to me...... I didn't come up here to cause no drama. I just wanted to check on Khalil." He said pinning me on the ground.

"Get... the... fuck..... off of..... me." I said slowly. "This is all your fault. You just couldn't leave Khalil alone." I aid struggling to break his grip.

"No this is YOUR fault, I heard through the grapevine that the reason Khalil left your house was because you found a pair of underwear in his trunk that you thought belonged to me, but here's the truth I don't wear underwear at least not to practice. So yeah he gave me a ride but those underwear weren't mine." Vic said loosing his grip, I wasn't about to listen to anything Vic had to say as when I realized his grip was loosening I used all my strength to get him off of me, I jumped off the ground before he could get all the way up and kicked him in the side of the head.  Vic fell forward and hit his head on the door of my car before I got on top of him and continued to beat his ass. Once I was calm down I looked down at Vic who was curled in a ball whimpering, then realization hit me I wasn't a violent person in the least. I started to regret what I did as I retreated back to the hospital. I walked quickly through the lobby and ran straight into Lorenzo.

"Marcus where did you.... what the hell happened to your hands?" He said looking at my hands which were all scraped up and bleeding.

"I ummm...... where are you going?" I asked changing the subject, I didn't feel the need to explain myself to Lorenzo or anyone else. Lorenzo raised an eyebrow but he didn't press the matter at least not for now.

"I was going to head back to my place to shower and change then I was going to come back. Was that Vic I saw in the elevator?" Lorenzo asked.

"Yeah, but don't worry I've already handled it. He won't be coming back if he's smart, now I have to get back to Khalil." I said walking past him but Lorenzo stopped me again.

"Marcus you need to get something to eat and I know you wanna go home and change. Khalil will be fine Devin and Cam are up there with him but you're no good to anyone if you don't at least get something to eat." Lorenzo said, I pulled out my wallet and handed him a twenty.

"Just grabbed me something on your way back." I said walking towards the elevator. I knew he was right but at that moment nothing was more important than Khalil. I got back up to Khalil's room and looked around the room was covered in get well cards, flowers, and balloons, I navigated my way through everything and took my regular seat next to his bed.

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