"Talk to me." Was all he said. I opened my mouth, but immediately shut it tight. I couldn't say anything, I shouldn't even be in the hallway like this with him. He didn't say anything as I just looked down at the floor. "I will stand here all day if I have to. Please mi amor, tell me what I did wrong.

I wanted to tell him. I wanted to tell him 'nothing', because it was all my fault. All of this was my fault.

I shook my head, but didn't pick my head up until I heard a voice.

"Now now, no need to be rude." I heard and I flinched. "Answer the poor boy, obviously he's upset. Wouldn't want him crying now, would we?" Tony asked and I looked over at him leaning against the adjacent wall.

"Tony, fuck off." Sero told him before he turned back to me.

"Oh come on Sero look, you're making the poor girl cry." Tony said as I felt tears rolling down my face. I didn't even know that they were there. Sero went to wipe my tears away but I only turned my face away from him. "Come here, my dear." Tony said and when I looked at him, he had a cold look to him.

I pulled away from Sero's grip and walked over towards Tony. He put his hand up and wrapped his hand around my throat and jaw, before using a handkerchief to wipe my tears away. But the feeling of him touching me, only made me cry more.

"Y/n?" Sero said from behind me, and I could only imagine the look on his face.

"What Sero? Upset that she chose me over you?" Tony asked, I wanted to react. But the grip on my neck only got tighter, keeping me from turning around.

"What are you talking about?" Sero asked him.

"What do you think?" Tony asked and before I knew what was happening Tony kissed me on the lips. I didn't kiss him back, but I also didn't struggle as the grip on my chin was so hard. "She doesn't want to talk to you because she knows who she belongs too."

"Y/n, doesn't belong to anyone." Sero said, and Tony continued wiping at my tears. My jaw hurt from how hard he was holding me. God I hope there isn't a bruise.

"Wrong." Tony said, and finally let go of my chin to pull me to stand next to him. The grip he had on my chin got exchanged for my waist, and I rubbed my jaw. "She belongs to me now. And if you come near her again, I'll kick your ass."

"Y/n, did he do something to you?" Sero asked me, and it took everything not to answer 'yes'.

"Go on, you can answer him." Tony said quietly in my ear. The first words I was going to finally be able to speak to him in a week, and I had to fake it.

"I just like Tony better." I said, and didn't look up as my hands formed themselves into fists.

"You son of a bitch, what did you do!" Sero asked and the grip Tony had on me disappeared, due to Sero tackling him to the ground. Sero had him pinned down, and brought his arm back to hit him. I raced forward and grabbed onto Sero's arm, before he could swing.

If him and Tony got into a fight, Sero could get kicked out of his competition. Especially if Sero starts it.

I pulled Sero off of Tony, and started dragging him down the hallway. We both had the same class after lunch, so I took him to the classroom and shoved him through the door. But the classroom was completely empty, besides us.

"Mi amor, what did he do to you?" Sero asked as soon as I let him go. He cupped my face, and I tried pulling away from him, but he didn't let me go. "Did he hurt you?" He asked and he started looking at my jaw. I pulled my face away from him and tried walking for the door.

I can't say anything. I can't speak. I pushed my lips together as hard as I could, and kept trying to get away from Sero. His hold was so gentle, but every time I moved one of his hands, his other hand would replace it.

"Let go." I told him. I broke Tony's rules, but I needed him to stop.

"Tell me what's going on." He said, but I didn't stop trying to get him to let me go. I shook my head no, but he didn't let me go. "Y/n!" He yelled at me, and it scared me. He had never raised his voice at me before, and I looked at him. He was angry. "Tell me what's going on. Did he do something to you?" I sealed my lips together, but I didn't look away from him.

I closed my eyes, as I didn't want to keep looking at him. If I kept looking at him, I was going to start crying. I moved my face away from him, but he still didn't let me go.

"Mi amor, talk to me." He said, and I wanted to give in to the name. "You disappeared from the club, and when I got home my mother told me you just took off. And then when I got to the train station, you just left without saying anything, and Carlos told me you didn't want to see me. And you've been avoiding me all week."

"Let me go." I told him again.

"Not until you tell me wat's going on." He told me.

"I don't want to be around you anymore okay?" I yelled at him. And my heart instantly ached. I didn't mean to say that. I didn't mean to tell that nasty of a lie.

"What?" He asked me, and I felt his grip loosen around me. 

"I don't want you near me again!" I told him, and I felt the tears rolling down my face. I ripped my way out of his grasp, and this time he didn't reach for me. "I don't want you touching me. I don't want you talking to me. And I don't want to see you anymore."

I wanted to choke myself. 

"I should have never danced with you."