High school adventures. - Karamel.

7.

Mon-el was walking in the hallways of school, looking for Mitch. He really needed to deal with that guy RIGHT NOW. It has been a week now, and Kara and Mitch went on three dates. THREE. How was that even possible? He was so done with Mitch. He needed to take the right in his own hands now. He didn't even care what Kara would think about it.

It has also been a week since Kara and Mon-el talked. He really wanted to, but for a weird way, he just couldn't do it. So he let it just be how it was for now. Even though he really, really wanted to tell her, that Mitch was a player. He just wasn't good for her.

When he looked around the corner, he finally saw what he was looking for. Or more a who.

He saw him walking towards the mans room and watched if anyone was watching or following himself before walking in too.

He walked inside, immediately hitting Mitch in his face. He then picked Mitch up from the ground and pinned him against the wall with his hands on his jacket.

'What the hell, dude!' Mitch wiped away some blood on his mounth, where Mon-el hit him.
'Let me tell you something..' Mon-el started.
He put on his deep, serious voice, so Mitch would know he was being serious.
'You lay one finger on Kara..' He started and saw Mitch getting more nervous with the second, which he liked.
'And you're a dead man.' Mitch started to laugh. You could see that Mon-el got more angy than he already was.
'Too bad, I have actually planned on fucking her this friday.' Mitch smirked what made Mon-el furious. Without any doubt he kicked him in his sensitive male spot.

'AAAH.' Mitch fell on the floor, almost crying.
Mon-el sighed before throwing his backpack on the side. Then he kicked Mitch again, but now in his stomach. Everything right now made him so, so mad. Especially because this was about her. Only because this was about her. He couldn't stand seeing her with other guys, and he blamed himself for it, every single time.

'I meant what I said. Stay away from her.' He picked up his backpack and left. He knew that what he just did, wasn't anything like him. But he didn't have a choice. If this was the way to get that guy away from Kara, so be it. He was done with feeling sorry for himself. He needed to take controle in this. Let her see that she needed him. But the only thing he knew, was how much he needed her. And not being able to be around her, had been killing him for the past week.