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Love Locked pt9: Rink rage
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I have so many questions but these are all wiped out with an anger I can't contain, but so much is stopping me from letting it out. Okay okay, I'm probably just judging a book by its cover, a little nosing around in their conversation should be fine. I quickly skated past them a few times, fitting the puzzle pieces together on the topic of discussion, it went like this:

"Soooo, Aya, I kinda need some help on something."
"Oh hey James, what's up?"
"For the club, I could do with some new and more professional hockey sticks rather than what the school supplies…"
"Ahh sorry James, but we've already extended your equipment costs more than any other club, if we give anymore other clubs will ask too."
"C'mon Aya, just one more time, I need this."
"Well… Uh…I can't really..."

So James is just being his usual arrogant self and Aya's single, I mean… not that I care about that, it's just good to know. The conversation continues and James enjoys a few too many beers, the school allowed students to drink or else nobody would show up, problem solved right? Turns out, James turns into even more of an asshole when drunk, and starts to flirt or in my opinion beg her to get his own way.

"Ayaaa~~ *hic* c'moooon~~~ I can give you aaaanything you want~~~~" He slivered a hand around her hip and even leaned in to kiss her, but before I was about to beat James senseless Liv stepped in, or well, skated in. "Ahem, Aya? What the hell do you think you're doing with my ex?!" Oh, did I forget to mention that James is Liv's ex? Yeah, unsurprising I know, but this involves Aya, and she doesn't deserve this.

“We're not doing anything, just talking! Right James…?” Aya looked at James expectantly as James with a shit-eating grin replied, “Well, I was just asking Aya about getting some new equipment and she said that she would order some if I was her date to the disco sooo…” Aya looked back at James with a crooked smile and chuckled awkwardly at his obvious lie. Liv clearly was not very happy and with her friends saying lines like “Oh no she didn't!” were definitely not helping. Aya looked nervous and in the middle of it all as everyone in the rink stared in disbelief, not joy as people usually felt with Aya, I was filled with pure rage.

I slowly skated up to James as I rolled up my sleeve and said, “Instead of new sports equipment, how about a punch in the face?” The last thing James saw before he flung across the rink was my fist, and maybe his life flashing before his eyes. That definitely helped release some anger. I rolled my eyes to the "Oh my Gods!" across the rink and maybe even some chants of "Fight, fight, fight!" maybe a fight wouldn't be so bad, I mean, no teachers are around at the moment.

"W-what the hell man!" James shouted as he got off the floor, in a drunken rage he quickly skated towards me as he raised his fists. Unfortunately, he had made the mistake of fighting a rugby player, I pray for a short yet painful recovery. I dodged his punch and grabbed him by his shoulders as I dramatically leaned my head back before smashing my head straight into his as I heard the crowd around us gasp at my usual fighting techniques, well not really techniques it's just me using my brute strength to my advantage.

But I'm getting a bit too carried away with this, I'll let him off this time. I let go of his shoulders and James stumbled back before falling to the ground unconscious with a stream of blood flowing out of his nose, it's probably for the best that he doesn't remember what happened here. Aya doesn't look all too scared of my ability to put James to sleep, but maybe that's what she wanted...

(Art of Liv and James that I did in ms paint 😳😳)
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