PARIS | Kylian Mbappe

13 | Gala Part 3

"Of course you would turn up", Lucas sniggered. "Why wouldn't you? I suppose you were out looking for Sav anyway".

I looked at Lucas in disgust still grasping my neck as Kylian weeped in pain on the ground from the impact of the punch. I watched helplessly, what could I do? I knew as soon as I moved towards Kylian Lucas would flip, but I didn't care.

"Kylian", I whispered slowly crawling over to his body laying on the damp concrete before I felt Lucas' shoe stand harshly on my hand, I winced in pain as I tried to stand up before he pushed me back down.

"Did I say you could fucking move?", he spat.

"I don't need your fucking permission to do anything Lucas, I was checking if he was ok!", I shouted slowly making my way to my feet. I hated this. I hated all this.

"Yeah?", he whispered walking towards me until he was inches from my face.

"Y-Yes", I stuttered. "This isn't you Lucas what's going on? Look at him he's really fucking hurt and you couldn't give a fuck!".

"He hit me!", he shouted back. I furrowed my eyebrows feeling myself get more angry with each word he spoke.

"Because you fucking hit me! You tried to strangle me then threw me down, he had every fucking right to hit yo-", before I could finish I saw Lucas body being thrown into the brick wall behind him. I gasped as Kylian continuously threw punches at his face, grabbing him by the collar and hitting his back into the wall.

"Kylian!", I screamed. "Stop!".

"What the fuck", I turned around hearing the door open and two figures emerge before they ran over to the boys instantly pulling them apart. I laid my back against the wall silently sobbing.

"Bro, calm down!", Julian said as he held Kylian who was fighting to get at a bleeding Lucas who was being held up by Presnel. Tears instantly streaming down my face as I looked at my boyfriend, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he wandered in and out of contiousness.

"Kylian!", I screamed as he tried his best to fight off Julian's grip. "Don't you dare touch him again! Just go!" I ran to Lucas' side as he slowly dropped to floor falling unconscious. Kneeling down I pulled his head onto my lap as his eyes rolled open and closed. "Lucas", I spoke as my voice broke. I could feel more people begin to surround us as I heard an ambulance being called but at all I could see was Lucas' pale face. I began to caress his cheeks, my tears falling onto the ground next to him as I felt someone try to pull me up before I pushed their hands away.

"No", I cried.

"Savanna, we've called an ambulance they're on their way they said to not touch him", I soon leaned the voice to be Thomas. "Come on stand up".

"No!", I repeated. "Just let me stay with him", crying I hugged his head.

"Savanna", he sighed looking down at me with sympathy. "He's going to be fine just please stand up, listen to what the ambulance said".

Placing Lucas' head gently on the ground on top of a pile of tissues Thomas gave me, I stood up, looking over at Kylian who was no where to be seen. "He had a lot to drink, that's all", I whispered to Thomas. He nodded pulling me in for a hug, "Okay", he hushed as we pulled apart, his eyes instantly going to my cheek as they quickly widened.

"I fell", I quickly lied before he could even ask as an ambulance siren came into the distance.

"Savan-", he sighed.

"I fell", I spoke quickly cutting him off. I didn't need to be questioned at all, I knew this wasn't intentional, I wasn't justifying what Lucas had done I just did not like anyone knowing my business. I watched as he nodded his head gently knowing it wasn't the truth but also knowing I didn't want to talk about it at all. The ambulance soon came rushing to Lucas' side pressing a breathing mask over his face as they began to perform CPR. I couldn't look, it was heartbreaking to see. I grabbed Thomas and pulled him close to me, pressing my face against his chest as he stroked my head. Tears were streaming down my face as I tried to block out the sounds of the ambulance crew.