Chapter four

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~Francis POV~
"Now then, I get to tell my side of the story," I nudged my beloved as I sat back on the floor happily. Everyone looked at me interested as I then took a sip from my juice. "Now then, just a quick recap of what happened before the game...... my girlfriend had just dumped me that afternoon...."

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"You have to get over her, Francis."
"I loved her, it is not that easy," I looked to Gilbert who gave me a sad look. "Hey, how about we go to the game tonight, besides, Ludwig is playing, I am sure you would want to be there to support him, right?" Antonio nudged me. I smiled at the thought and nodded. "Yeah, I guess you are right," I said sadly.

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"Papa Francis! You had a girlfriend? Ewwww!" Amelia pretended to barf as I rolled my eyes from her silliness. "Yes, and one day you might have a boyfriend or girlfriend, who knows," I said nervously. She smiled at me brightly before I looked back to everyone who smiled at me interested. I am grateful to be around my lovely family. "Now then, as I was saying.... so we ended up going to the game that night...to help distract me."

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"Can you hurry and find a seat Gilbert,"
"Francis! We need to see my little bro, just one second."
"Yeah, man, it Will be fine, don't worry about it," Antonio smiled at me as I followed behind them. "Here is perfect!" Gilbert yelled. He quickly pushed between some people to get to the spot. "Sorry about this," I apologized to the people. They ignored me as Antonio, and I followed Gilbert to the spot he found. After sitting watching the game for a few minutes, I began to get bored....football was never my cup of tea.

In fact, I never really liked it as much as Gilbert did. "OH, GOD!!! HOW HARD IS IT TO CATCH A BALL???!! MY MOM COULD DO BETTER!" I heard Gilbert yell. I looked over to Gilbert, and he stood up aggressively. I tried to pull him to sit back down but he did not do it. "Don't forget that you have the same mom," Antonio laughed nervously. Antonio looked around to everyone staring, finally pulling Gilbert down.

"BROTHER?! ON GOD I WILL BEAT YOU!" Gilbert yelled some more. I looked over at him, annoyed, soon looking back to the game"THAT IS IT!" We heard a shout from behind us. "WILL YOU SHUT IT? WE ARE TRYING TO WATCH THE GAME, YA WANKER!!!" I turned to the source Shocked.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" I yelled back. It was extremely rude for him to say that to us. I had pushed Gilbert down and pointed a finger at that guy. "I WAS TALKING TO YOUR FRIEND; MIND YOUR BUSINESS CARGO SHORTS!!" The guy yelled back.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY SHORTS?"
"YOU HEARD ME!!!"
"YOU WANT TO GO THEN?"
"LET'S GO!!!"
Gilbert tried to pull me down. However, I left my seat and walked over to that guy angry. He then....started to walk towards me If he wants to fight, then a fight he gets. "What now? Are you going to just stare at me as if you love me? Hit me!!" He yelled. My face scowled as I groaned in annoyance.

"Look, eyebrows, let's settle this somewhere else," he glared.
"No, let's do it now!" He started to roll up his sleeves, along with myself. "You asked for it!" I yelled. This guy was rude, and he had no business being that way, so I punched him in the face. "You will regret that" He chuckled. He held up his fists and started to soon get into a fistfight with me.

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"So what happened after the fight?" Amelia looked interested. I laughed, thinking about it before I told her. "Well, Antonio and Gilbert broke us up before it could get worse. But there was a lot of blood," I laughed. I looked over to Arthur, who laughed as well, thinking about it.

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"Alright, that is enough," Antonio pulled me away as Gilbert pulled the other guy away. His friends were standing to the side, watching in disbelief. "Get your hands off of me," the guy pulled away from Gilbert. By now, police officers were watching us, annoyed. I am surprised they were not the ones to separate us. I looked at the guy smirking. "What is it, Frenchie?" He asked, annoyed. "What's your name?" I asked, amused.

This only made things worse because he punched me once more in the face. "Fuck off," he laughed. I had nearly pushed Antonio to the ground from the impact. "Alright, that is enough!" One of the police officers said, Finally stepping between us. "We are going to need to have to take the both of you in," one of them said. He pulled me to the ground, placing cuffs on me, soon doing the same with the other guy.

"Hey, easy, please," Antonio begged. "It is fine; just tell my mom I might be home late," I said nonchalantly. The worst thing to do in this situation was to resist. "GET YOUR BLOODY HANDS OFF OF ME I DID NOTHING WRONG," I looked to the other guy resisting. Damn it....this guy is so stupid, now of all times.

This is going to be a long night. The police officers pulled us up to our feet, pulling us toward the exit. Of course, this grabbed the attention of many people in the crowd. Even some from the pep squads to pep teams and football players. "Will you shut it already," I looked at the guy, annoyed. "This is all your fault; we would not be in this mess if you never answered back." He spat. "Like I was going to let you insult me? Yeah, right," I shook my head. They had put us in the police cars, taking us to the police station.


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