Case Of The Ex
Chapter – 3
Title: THE CONFRONTATION
Bryan kept walking aimlessly around the park, mulling over what had happened at the diner. The obvious revelation that he may lose both of them, thinking it over, he thought he may be able to move on without her, but what about him? The obvious truth was that he could not afford to lose Max completely just because he happens to love two people at the same time. Sure he loves them both but the type of love was different.
Being with her, he could revert back to his old self, before the he met Max, before the Russian tournament all those years ago. In a sense it was like he was able to step back in time where he knew who he was and everything was simple, "follow the rules, and don't ask questions." It was something he was very much familiar with.
Being with Max sends a different kind of state for him. He could feel various emotions that are enough for him to consider himself human. He could feel his change, he was becoming something else and more. He's not saying its bad or anything, but it was a bit foreign to him. Max made him want to make something out of himself, show that he can be who he wanted to be.
These are things that he welcomes from being with them.
While he was walking passing by the bushes, he could hear sobs and voices coming from the other side of the bushes. He stopped to listen till he heard another voice spoke; although it sounded broken there was no mistake on whose voice it was. Making his way through the bushes to the other side, as he made it through, he was frozen in his tracks at the scene before him. Right before him, Max locked in an embrace by Mystel. They don't know that they were not alone anymore, as Mystel tried to comfort Max who was reduced to sobbing only slightly unlike earlier.
Blinded by sudden jealousy, Bryan marched forward to them, not a word, not a sound till the other two turned to look at him coming their way. Both holding different facial expressions, one sporting a pained look and betrayal and also a look of fear, while the other sported blank calculating look. Max tried to move away from Mystel to put some distance between them, but was pulled back tightly by the older blader. Bryan noticed this sudden action and speeded up to a run raising his fist a second after aiming it directly at Mystel's head. This caused the two males lose their balance and fall and caused Mystel to let go of Max.
Mystel slowly got up from the pavement as he and Bryan were both locked into a glaring match with each other, neither one showing any weakness nor a sign of faltering to the others' intense gaze. Max who looks alarmed also got up, shifting his gazes between Mystel and Bryan. Slowly stepping in between, trying to prevent anything more to happen.
"Bry-Bryan please stop," Max said as he tried to calm his lover. "Mystel isn't doing anything wrong."
Max then turned to look at Mystel only to be met with the same intense look that his lover was directing at the other blonde.
"I'm sorry Mys-" Max started apologizing but was stopped when he felt a strong grip and a harsh tug at his arm from Bryan, which then caused the young blonde to stumble back right onto Bryan.
It didn't escape Mystel's line of vision as Max winced at the sudden action of Bryan.
"Let him go Bryan." Mystel ordered in a cold tone.
"I don't think so." Bryan replied and tugged at Max for emphasis.
Bryan then looked at Max, "We're going."
Max stayed silent as they began to walk away when Mystel pulled out his beyblade and launcher ready to launch an attack. Max looked alarmed knowing this might not end well if Bryan decides to fight Mystel here and now.
"Bryan, please don't," Max tried to plead with him, quickly turning to look at Mystel. "Mystel I'm fine. I can handle myself."
Mystel saw the pleading look on Max's face, sighing he lowered his launcher. He knew he can't do it, he didn't want to upset his angel as it is. Smirking, Bryan turned around while still holding a firm grip on Max's arms. Mystel could do nothing but watch the bastard drag away his angel.
Damn you Bryan. I'll get you for this. I'll take him away from you, even if I have to destroy to do so. Mystel thought in seething anger as his grip on his launcher tightened.
TO BE CONTINUED…