I'm Not Going Home Alone part 2

"I walked back into the gym and over to where Roger and his jock posse were sitting. "Roger!" I yelled. "You son of a bitch! You took my first girlfriend from me, and now Jane!? What the fuck did I ever do to you!?" I rolled up all my anger, sorrow, and confusion into one punch, right in the eye. And then another after that in the nose. Of course by then, his posse was enraged. With their "leader" bleeding, they just had to jump in my face."1

"What the fuck do you think you're doing boy?" one of the jocks said.2

"I'm kicking this guys ass for stealing both of my girlfriends!" I yelled back at him. "And all he's going to do is dump her tomorrow after having sex with her!". Fortunately for me, they weren't anticipating to touch me, especially after what I did to Roger. We kept going back and forth until we took it outside. Of course then I was asking for more trouble. It was 3 on 1, so I barely had a chance of even taking one of them out. One of them took the first swing at me and tapped my arm. I was about to swing at him until I realized one of the others was about to swing at me from behind. So I stopped to block his shot. It was a fight of 1 on 1's, until I noticed Jane watching from the gym doors. Of course they were able to catch me off guard and each of them got a nice hit on me.3

"NO!" Jane let out a scream and ran over to us fighting. At the same time, some security came up and the jocks fled. Of course they didn't want to get in trouble and lose their chances of finishing the football season. The security chased after them, leaving Jane and I alone outside. "Oh my God, are you okay?" she asked, while trying to comfort me.4

"Yeah, I'm fine" I said faintly, as if I was about to lose conciousness. We were there for a little bit until she finally said, "I'm sorry for running off like that before."5

"Well, what did you hear in the first place?" I asked, confused as ever.6

"I, I heard that, thar you were cheating on me with your ex-girlfriend." she answered, stuttering as if she didn't want to accept something so horrible and untrue.7

"But Jane," I replied to her comment, "You know I would never do that to you. I love you too much to ever even think about cheating on you. It's just a rumor, another stupid rumor. Who told you anyways?"8

"Well at first, Lizzie pulled me aside and told me that she needed to tell me something. Of course I was wondering what she could have to talk to me about." She told me what happened up until she mentioned Roger was the one who "saw" me with my ex at the mall a couple days ago. Of course it was a lie, since a couple days ago I was working on a Biology project.9

"Jane, you should know by now that I would never do that. Especally with a bitch like her." With a releaved look on her face, Jane was leaning in for a kiss. I was about to kiss her until I heard someone call my name.10

"You BASTARD!" Of course, it was Roger, looking messed up as ever. "How dare you mess up this perfect face? You fucking dumbass, you're going to pay with your life for that!"11

"What? You're going to kill me because I messed up your 3rd rate looks?" I asked. "Yeah, I'm sure you hit it off with the ladies when they tell you you sucked in bed!"12

"Oh so you think you have jokes?" He was obviously ready to pound my face in at this point, if I let him. "Okay then, let's throw down, right here, just you and me, winner takes girly over here!"13

"Even if he lost, you know I would still be with him!" Jane said trying to make me feel better if I lost.14

"Not if I have anything to say about it, bitch! I'll take you from him and add you onto my large collection of girlfriends I stole from other guys!" I don't know what was worse, the fact he called her a bitch, or the fact he actually calls his one-night-stands a "collection".15

"You know what Roger, I'm tired of your shit. Let's go." I got up and put my fists up, ready as ever. I could tell though that he's never actually fought, since he never put up his guard, which is dumb considering the fact he wants to protect his "perfect" figure. What a dumbass. He walked up to me and took the first swing. I didn't even have to move and he missed horribly. Seeing the open spot, I took one to him right in the stomach, and then another in the ribs. At this point, I could have continued to kick his ass since he was defenseless, but I believe in a fair fight and letting him get up before anything happened.16

We kept fighting for a while, me landing many more shots than him, and his being weak ones in the arm. I was just waiting for him to actually do something. When I least expected it, his jock posse came up behind me and held me back from hitting him. "You fucking cheater! How the fuck are you going to survive in a fight alone unless your posse holds them down!?" I was so pissed off I could have just taken all three of them out, but that's speaking out of rage, I'm sure I really couldn't. I was wondering what he was going to do, as he reached into his pocket. "What the hell do you think you're doing? You really want to kill me?"17

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