Are you sure?

Are you sure?

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"Are you sure?" I can tell she is worried by the way her voice shakes, and I can almost picture her eyebrows creasing closer to one another while her eyes burn into the side of my face, yet I don't face her to prove myself correct. "I am positive," I stated clearly, staring deep ahead of us as the cheers roar louder for my name, "no one messes with me or my girl, ever." And with one final breath, my whole being get filled with anger, rage, and energy as I step up towards the arena. I look down at the dust covered with blood where a shattered glass bottle lay, and I take note the red wisp in my eyes. What I didn't realize as I step out in the arena with the lights facing down at me, was the baby blue specks in my eyes as well as Jessica whispering out words I couldn't decipher throughout my walk to my stand.
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