<Baron’s House>
-Baron’s P.O.V-
How. DARE. He. My restraint bubbled in my blood as I glanced worried at my literally ‘knocked-out’ stalker. She had saved me countless times from my ‘DEAD END’s and this is how I repay her..I felt like I didn’t deserve her (this isn’t real, I mean actual dialogue 😂 but they ain’t reading so it’s fine). He knocked her out now I’m gonna knock him out.
-Third Person P.O.V-
Baron tapped his bloody lip to find that the devil’s syrup had crusted over and dried. It still stung but at least it was bearable. The shorter of the two stood up, peacefully letting his Amor down, staring straight into his loathed’s rugby coloured–and shaped– eyes. In a sarcastic state of curiousity, he raised his chin, making him almost the same height as the latter.
“You too short.” Kamuro mocked, he took pride in his tall stature and seemed to take pride in making offensive comments regarding it too. “Haha, nice one.” The glasses wearer scoffed, folding his arms, he countered; “You knocked out what’s mine, now I’m gonna knock you out.” He threatened, but all that seemed like a joke to Kamuro, who just pinched his chin.
“Oh really?” He challenged, reviving a confident nod from the younger, “Well....she’s not yours...” he trailed off, “She’s MINE now.” That was all it took for Candice to sit up right. The young maiden had been awake the entire time since her sweetheart stayed he would knock him out. She felt her heart–if any– thump in fondness. The boys hadn’t spared her a single flick of the eye; and so hadn’t known she was watching them closely.
She was perplexed, there was still a unconscious and exhausted Semuro laying somewhat dead looking on the floor next to her, but she didn’t mind him. Yeah, he was a threat to her boyfriend but he obviously couldn’t do anything at the moment, let alone harmful. She focused her attention back to the two tall males’ argument. A part of her wanted to shout out to them, but the other part kept her mouth zipped.
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The argument was getting heated, and finally, after debating with herself, Candice decided to butt into their conversation. “What’re you guys talking about?” She queried aloud. Semuro was still asleep so she hadn’t paid him any mind. But she laughed a bit mockingly when the two airheads spun to her direction; being caught completely off-guard.
Both boys stammered, the fear they each held comprised of two reasons: 1.That Candice would kill and/or eliminate either one of them, and 2. That they would hurt her by saying the wrong thing. After a few exchanged glances between the pair, “We—we were just..uh..talking, ya know?” Baron mumbled almost incoherently. Kamuro nodded, picking up his brother and excusing himself in an embarrassed manner.
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Baron and Candice stayed in the boy’s room. “Does it still hurt?” The bushy haired boy asked worriedly, pressing his thumb down on the bruised area. Shaking her head no, Candice fired back a question of her own, “Hey Love?” Baron looked at her, encouraging her to go on. “Are you jealous of Kamuro?” Minutes passed almost as if they were eternities of pin-drop silence.
“No..” Came the shy boy’s feeble response, “No?” Candice repeated. She had heard everything, but he doesn’t need to know that, “Maybe..” he changed his story, obviously hesistant to answer her question accurately. “Maybe?” Again, the short, ebony haired girl said the same thing, trying to squeeze the answer out of her lover.
“Fine, yes. But no one will be okay with their—uh—lover loving someone else!” Had he tried to save himself? “Wait..what did you call me???” Candice mused, she was astonished. Did he just call her his lover?! Oh my, it’s a dream come true! “I—uh.....yeah?” Her cheeks reddened profusely. ”KYAAAAA!” The swooned girl squealed.
But the boys weren’t giving up yet.
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