His Flower [DISCONTINUED]

40: Sprinklers

I was unpleasantly surprised by Buzz's appearance. He hobbled across the grassy field and towards the two of us. Expectedly, he wasn't alone. His two minions, Finn and Lance, were right in tow.

It was the first time I'd seen Buzz since he was out of the hospital. Judging by the chunky walking boot he wore, he wasn't fully healed. This did not go unnoticed by Antonio, whose lips began to slightly upturn. However much he tried to conceal his smirk, Buzz still noticed.

"Must be proud, aren't you?" Buzz demanded once he reached us. His cheeks were reddening in anger, and his hands were balled into quivering fists.

"Just a little," Antonio grinned, revealing the singular dimple on his right cheek.

He hopped up from the grass we lay on to face the three boys. I slowly did the same, hovering slightly behind him.

"You're lucky I didn't press charges—you tried to kill me!" Buzz snapped, taking a step towards Antonio. His height, although tall, was simply no match. He ended up craning his thick neck just to meet Antonio's eyes.

"Too bad I didn't," Antonio said unabashedly. "Next time, I'll drive faster."

Buzz growled and launched in his direction, but he was held back by Lance.

"Calm down," Lance muttered exasperatedly.

He and I seemed to be the only ones tired of the endless feud. The others seemed to get a rise out of it, and I didn't quite understand why.

"No, let him go. Let's see what he can do with a broken foot," Antonio chuckled.

Buzz angrily pried Lance off, but he did not aim for Antonio again. He must've realized he didn't stand a chance.

"Laugh all you want, Brown. Just know that if it weren't for your daddy, you'd be in jail like the lowlife you are," Buzz sneered.

I could tell his words struck a nerve in Antonio, because his jaw sharply clenched. The mention of his father must've triggered something within him. I clutched onto Antonio's lower arm, silently urging him to let it go. He almost did, but unfortunately, Buzz noticed the tiny exchange between us and made a snide remark.

"What would Rose think, knowing that her little boyfriend gets the shit beat out of him by—"

"That's enough," I rolled my eyes, irritated by the pointless confrontation. I pointedly stared at Antonio. "I'm leaving. Are you coming?"

He slowly recovered from surprise at my outburst and nodded at me. "Yeah. Just one last thing."

He punched Buzz in the face.

"All done," Antonio casually picked up his skateboard before grabbing my hand and pulling me along.

I spared the trio of preppy boys a shocked glance. Buzz was on the ground, blood streaming out of his nose.

"Why didn't you two do anything?" he howled in a mixture of pain and anger.

"So I could get knocked out?" Finn defensively yelled back.

They continued shouting at each other. I exasperatedly looked back at Antonio, who appeared unfazed. "Was that really necessary?"