Fencing ~Xavier Thorpe
Daisy and Xavier had always been the best of friends. Until he let her down. He let her down so hard. From texting daily and smiling in the hallways, to waiting patiently for a "good night" and searching for his eyes.
But his eyes were always focused on someone else. To Daisy it seemed as if they were glued to her, and he didn't even have time to give to her because he was always to busy watching Bianca.
"Oh but she's so pretty."
"Have you seen what she did today?"
Blah blah blah
it didn't faze her in the beginning, he was always her best friend. Until that stopped too. "Bianca says we spent too much time together."
And what Bianca wanted she got. So Xavier and Daisy stopped hanging out, stopped walking to classes together, they stopped being friends.
Fencing had always been one of Daisy's favourite ways to pass time. She used to do it a lot with Xavier and after they'd go to shoot with their bows. But now she didn't do either of those. It reminded her a lot of him and to be completely honest he was the last thing she wanted to think about.
"Boys are stupid, they will only distract you from your goal."
"My goal or yours mother?"
Her mother was a very well known sorcerer, she had complete control over her powers and knew almost everything from every subject. It came with a price. Working her ass off to live up to her expectations, focus on studying instead of having fun, and practically doing nothing that would please herself.
The only thing she had that was her own was fencing. Her mother found it vile and 'a boy's sport' while her father had tried to support her. He had been captain of the fencing team.
Putting on her fencing gear and taking the necessary things for her own exercises. She tried to focus purely on her foil and her movements but seeing as she hadn't been to training for a few weeks she found herself having a little set back.
Being so focused she didn't notice the one person she hadn't wanted to see walk inside the room. He was clothed in his own gear and had his eyes trained on her. Moving along with her every movement. Memorizing her every detail he could see.
"What do you want?"
His eyes snapped away from the tip of her foil and connected with her eyes. He had been stunned for a moment. The first time in almost two years he would talk to her. Even the thought of it was eating him inside, how could he let it get so out of hand?
"Are you gonna answer or has Bianca swallowed your tongue?"
"She hasn't," he croaked out, the sound of his hoarse voice only made it sound like she had in fact. "I wanted to train and saw you in here."
"Then I'll leave you to it," she responded. She was cold and didn't move any muscle in her face. Only her legs and arms so she could leave as fast as possible.
"Or we could duel?" he suggested and if she hadn't been turned away from him she would've seen the desperation in his eyes. "You know, like we used to."
She turned around her face still stiff but her eyes betraying her and showing the pain she tried to hide. "Bianca wouldn't like that."
"So?" Xavier let out in a breath almost as if he didn't understand what she was implying, "What does she have to say about what I can or cannot do?"
"Didn't stop you last time, didn't she?"
But before he could apologize she had put her cap on again and pointed her foil at him, "En garde."
"En garde."
Their swords clashed against each other, Xavier could feel the force behind her blows and it made him think she wasn't fighting for fun anymore, not like they used to.
Daisy felt like she got weaker, as if she should've won already. but her emotions got the better of her getting her weaker and distracted giving him the upper hand just for a second too long. But the blonde recovered quickly from her mistake leaning to the side so his saber sliced the air besides her ribcage. She spun around and hit him right in his side.
Xavier had fallen to the side out of her force, wincing as he hit the floor with his knee and elbow. Daisy wanted to feel bad, she wanted to show she had gotten stronger and was fine without him. But as she took of her helmet her eyes brimmed with tears and her lip wobbled.
"I really want to say I'm fine and don't miss you, that I don't care. But you are such an ass for dropping me. You are a complete douchebag and I don't know if I'll ever forgive you."
She hadn't even noticed she had stepped closer to him and was almost spitting the words in his face as he looked up in her eyes. Trying to find an ounce of regret. But the only thing he saw was the reflection of his own guilt in her tears.
Not giving him time to answer she stormed out of the room taking all her stuff with her briskly and not daring to look back.
"I'm sorry," the boy whispered when he was alone, his head still tilled to the door where she walked out. He wiped over his cheek as he felt e tear roll down. "I am so goddamn sorry."
A/n
if you like this you should really check out my wattpad (hehe sponsoring myself) this is the first part of my book for Xavier there (an artist's muse) I can try to make it a litte short story on here too if you guys want but it can get pretty long so it's just easier to read there. Hope you like it and you have an amazing time!
Love, NLP
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