Hate Me, Love Me |GxG|
"Alright, that's enough, boys. I'll take it from here."
Both guys let go, and I slumped against the locker, rubbing my bruised torso with my good hand.
I looked up to see Margaux standing there, watching me with a triumphant smirk that didn't quite reach her eyes.
"We'll see you at the bleachers," Stooge Two told her. She nodded, and they left, the door clicking shut behind them.
Silence fell over the locker room, thick and suffocating. I felt her eyes roaming over me, taking in my bare legs and the way I was trembling from the adrenaline.