The Stadium (In the Process of Ending/No longer accepting)

Jesse

I look over at her, composing myself.

"No...This is our fight. Me and Micah's problem." I said crossing my arms. "And I'm going to fix it." I said standing and running out to find him.

Micah

I stop when the tears begin to choke me, when the emotions begin to strangle their way out of my system. I'm in a clearing, only a few trees in sight.
Plopping down beneath one of the nearest pines, I hold my head in my hands, taking a breath and holding it in an attempt to calm myself. I hear someone coming but make no move, not caring about being seen anymore.

Jesse

I run out into the clearing and see Micah sitting by a tree. I run over to him and hesitate before sitting infront of him, "I'm sorry. For everything." I said, looking at him, trying not to break into tears.

Drake-
Rutila pushes me away and then I hear the slam of the door. Rutila runs off without her mask. I sigh, sit on the couch, and wonder what just happened. I just locked lips with Mask Girl, who hated me almost as much as Ivan. I laugh, thinking about how fast things move in these games. Then I grab the mask and go looking for her, knowing she'll need it.
I find her sitting next to Jesse and wonder if I just broke up some girl-talk stuff, but then Jesse runs out, leaving Rutila alone. I slink in, sitting next to her and handing her the mask.

Micah

I glance up at Jesse, slightly shaking from the onslaught of emotions, and find I can't say anything in response, the words not coming to me.

Jesse

I looked him in the eyes, "Everything I said...I was over-reacting. I-I know how you need some time to just be you. And if anything, and I swear anything, happens to you... I'll be right next to you, helping you though it." I swallowed, closing my eyes, close to breaking out into tears.

Micah

I'm not following her. Time to be me?
"What are you talking about?" I ask, utterly confused. "Why do I need time to be me? I am me..."

Jesse

I open my eyes, "I meant you need some time to think." I flashed a small smile.

Micah

I study her, evening my breathing.
"I-I guess I need to apologize too." I finally say. "I mean, it wasn't a one-sided argument."

Jesse

I look at him, my smile growing wider, "But I was the one doing most the yelling so I kinda got Too far with that..." I bit my lip. "Most of it was me though." I shrugged. "You don't need to apologize. And I know you're probrably really pissed off at me right now so If you don't want me to be here, that's fine." I told him, standing.

Octavius-

I woke to the sounds of yelling and cussing from a room next to mine. My face was throbbing. I lightly touched the side of my face and instantly recoiled.

"How did I get here?." I wondered out loud. The last thing I remembered was the minotaur and Gary's face.

"Gary carried me in. That filthy lower-classer." I growled.

I stood up and looked in a mirror propped on the wall. The left side of my face was puffy and a bluish purple with a long thin cut that spread from my lip to the corner of my eye.

I bandaged and super glued my cut. I examined the rest of my body to find several large bruises on my arms and legs where I had l hit the ground. I rewrapped the cuts from the cat things and changed into a new set of clothes.

Micah

"N-no, don't." I sit up and reach for her hand. "Just...don't go."

Jesse

I shake my head at him and sit down next to him, "Your confusing, you know that?" I chuckled, kissing him on the cheek.

Micah

I don't chuckle back, letting her kiss the side of my cheek and closing my eyes.
Is this even fair? Not just for me, but for the both of us? I'd already decided on what to do when the time came, but what difference does it make?
I glance at her, eyes open, and just take a deep breath.

Jesse

I look over at him, smiling. "You okay?"