My bruises didn’t heal as quickly as I wished they would but thankfully, it didn’t hurt as much anymore. I prayed that the adrenaline that I get every time I’m in the ring would be enough to numb the pain that came with any abrupt movements I make. I was doing the semi-finals today. The roaring crowds threatened to burst my eardrums as I shuffled from foot to foot and shook my hands to shake the nerves away. I was so close to the finals and ending this once and for all. I was so close to a life where I could be free from all this violence. Just two more fights and I can close this chapter once and for all. When my nickname was called, I climbed the steps to enter the ring. This time, I took the decency to glance at my opponent. What I saw was definitely not what I was expecting. There, standing a few feet away from me, at the other end of the ring, was Cole. He had a murderous glint in his eyes as he watched me like a hawk
“Hey, Case.” He greeted with a small smile as he shuffled on the spot where he stood. “You were great up there,” he sounded hesitant, as if he was unsure of whether or not it was the right thing to say. I smiled weakly at him, “Thanks.” I took my bag and hitched it on my shoulder, gritting my teeth as I started walking towards the door. I’ve always thought that the throbbing kind of pain was the most annoying one. “Here, let me help you with that,” Adam offered as he took my bag from me. Normally, I would’ve protested because I was annoyingly stubborn like that but with the state I was in, I didn’t have it in me to argue about something so insignificant. I had my keys in my hand and I clenched my hands into fist. The feel of the keys digging into my skin helped clear my mind from the immense pain I was feeling with every movement. I walked out with Adam through the back doo
Two days after the fight and I still felt as roughed up as I did an hour after the fight. Rolling around and out of bed was not an option because every move I made forced a grunt out of my lips. I still had to go to school today and with the way I was limping everywhere, I’d need a miracle for it to go unnoticed around school. I didn’t want to miss a day of school unless it was a life and death situation so calling in sick was definitely not an option. When my alarm went off, I gingerly stepped out of bed and tried to make as little movements as I could. I carefully made my way to my closet and took some clothes to change into before limping away into the toilet. To say that every movement ached like a bitch was an understatement and I could only pray that it’d all dull away somehow before my last fight. I needed to win, badly. I could only hope my opponent would be in a worse condition than I was. It’s probably
“So tonight’s the night, huh?” I turned to face Adam at the sound of his voice. He was leaning on the door frame, hands in his pockets as he watched me. I was sitting on my bedroom floor, packing up some last few things into my duffel bag. “Yeah,” I sighed as I looked at the contents of my bag. My limbs weren’t as sore as it was the first few days after my fight with Cole and I was beyond grateful. I was counting on the adrenaline to numb the residual pain during the fight tonight. “Please be careful out there, Case,” He said in such a low voice that I barely heard him. I flashed him a weak smile. I wanted to be able to show some confidence and assure him that I was going to be okay after tonight but I honestly wasn’t that sure of myself. “I’m sure you’ll do great, Case.” Adam said after a second as he pushed himself off the doorframe and took two strides
Blood trickled down the side of my head and I inwardly cursed. My head was probably split open. Well the odds certainly aren’t looking good. I could taste the metallic taste of blood as I licked my split lip. Narrowing my eyes at the man I once considered a friend I tried my best to keep myself upright. He kept his steely grey eyes trained on me, his gaze never leaving mine as his chest rose and fell at a rapid pace. The man standing opposite of me has a huge build. I have sparred with Levy before. We’ve trained together. I’ve seen him fight. But fighting against him now made me realize that he had never really showed me his true potential. I guess this was what he was saving that for. There was no trace of the playful friend he always was to me. He wasn’t planning to hold back this time. Next thing I knew, his fist swung an inch away from my face and I immediately pulled my head back. He was being ruthless, he d
Three years later_______________“Say cheese!” Preston yelled at us, Maddison right beside him with her arms around his torso as she watched us with a smile. I gave the camera the brightest smile I could muster while both of my parents practically screamed, “Cheese!” Preston had a goofy smile on his face as he looked at the result of the picture and I bounded up next to him to take a peek over his shoulder. I was squeezed in between my mom and dad, towering over my mom’s 4’9 figure with my 5 inch heels. My dad was still slightly taller than me even with these heels on. My dad was wearing a navy blue button up and a tie while my mother was in a white long-sleeved dress that ended just above her knees. They both had wide smiles on their faces, looking proud and overjoyed. My graduation gown was draped over my silver knee-length dress. My graduation cap was slightly tilted and I was keeping a hand on it t
(2 years after graduation) “Babe, are you sure you remembered to pack the sweets?” Adam asked me from the back of the car. He was in the middle of rummaging the car’s trunk, his head peeking out to regard me with a quirked eyebrow. I turned to face Adam, still trying to stuff my things into my handbag. I strolled towards him and gave the bags littering the car’s trunk a quick sweep. I spotted the red shopping bag and opened it to reveal the chocolates and lollipops I packed. “Oh ye, of little faith,” I tutted Adam with a smile playing on my lips. “I never doubted you for a second,” Adam declared jokingly, pulling me towards him by my waist and giving my temple a kiss. I scoffed at his words, but the smile stayed on my lips as I grabbed a couple of the bags to help him. There were at least 6 of them in there and they didn’t look light. Adam was about to argue but I turned to him and
I've often heard people say that your brain records every second of your life from the second that you were born into this world. I believe in that saying.It might be hard to believe but I faintly remember peeking through the gaps on the side of my sister's crib when she was a baby. I must've been 2 or 3 at the time. She was fast asleep, her fists covered in small mittens to keep her tiny hands warm. The cloth moved slightly as she clenched and unclenched her fists in her sleep. When she brought her fist to her mouth, I stopped it from doing so with a finger."No, baby Casey, dirty. You'll get sick." I whispered softly to the sleepy baby.The small fingers inside the mittens moved as if trying to grip onto the finger that was holding her hands away from her mouth.
The car had toppled over and had landed on its side. Casey was under me. I could feel the liquid that drenched my eyelids, preventing me from cracking my eyes open. I felt the pressure on my arm that laid under Casey's head to protect it from the jostling that happened as the car swerved and fell sideways. I couldn't feel my lower half either but from the movements that Casey made under me, I knew that I've successfully cocooned her.Through the blinding pain, I heard Casey's cries and screams over a faint hissing noise. Every movement she made that nudged any part of my body would flare a new set of pain that threatened to knock me out. But amidst the unbearable pain, I felt relief in my heart.My little sister was okay. She was alive. She was moving.That was all I needed.
I pulled up at the spot where I dropped Casey off earlier and got out of the car. I jogged to the front door where Casey stood, one of her friends hanging a few feet behind her with what looked like my sister's purse in her hands.I locked eyes with Casey and she started walking. I couldn't read her expression as she looked straight ahead and power walked towards me. I slowed down, ready to spread my arms to give her a hug, but she stepped past me and walked towards the car instead. I turned to look at her back as she continued walking before turning back to her friend, handing me Casey's stuff.Casey's friend gave me a look and shook her head, tipping me off on how bad it went. As I took Casey's bag from her and ran after my little sister who was already walking towards the car, I watched the drag in her steps, as if they were the heav
"Yeah, just drop by any time you feel like it, Bryant. I've got no plans tonight so I'll probably be home. I'll text you my address." General Reeves said through the phone."Thank you, General. I'll call you when I'm on my way there." I spoke into the phone before hanging up.It's been a few days since I last heard from Dom. If our fight the other day didn't happen, I wouldn't have thought much about his silence since we weren't the kind of friends who had to talk to each other every day to stay close but how we left things off the last time we met made me worried.I checked his social media account to see if he was active or had made any posts lately but found nothing that eased my worries. Maybe I was too hard on him..But wha
I shut the front door and locked it before taking off my shoes. Casey was laying sprawled on the living room couch in her pajamas, covered by a layer of blanket. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, head resting on a pillow propped up against the armrest and hands holding a spoon and an ice cream tub. The TV was playing one of the episodes of 'Salvation' on Netflix.When she heard me stroll into the living room, she raised her head and craned her neck to look at me. "You're home early," she commented, looking at the time displayed on her phone screen.It was only 6 p.m. so technically it was early. After staying for a few hours in the park, watching the sunset together, I told Maddy what I was planning and she understandingly agreed without any objections or complaints. I was lucky to have a supportive and understanding girlfriend.
I tilted my head up with my eyes closed, trying to just absorb the fresh air and let it cool my insides and help me relax.I opened my eyes and watched as the wind shook the branches of the tree we were sitting under. Fall was already here and winter was just right around the corner, approaching fast. The branches were already balding, giving it a bare look, making the tree seem almost naked without its green. The leaves that managed to stay on the branches had already turned colors, pulling different shades of orange, yellow and sometimes even a beautiful bright red. The sight made by the tree branches reaching out and creating a web right above us, mapping across the space between us and the sky, was entrancing, at least to me. I could never get enough of it.The sun was nowhere to be seen today, hidden behind some clouds. The air aro
"Leaving?" Casey asked me as she stirred her cereal and milk in a bowl for breakfast."Yeah, I'll be back by 10 p.m. tonight." I told her over the jiggle of my keys as I pocketed them. "Do you have any plans today?"Casey shook her head, "Get home as late as you'd like, I'm not a kid, I'll be alright. I'll just be chilling inside, binge watching netflix and enjoying my ice cream."I didn't want to argue with her about going home later. It was more for my peace of mind than anything else. For the past year, I've tried very hard to never let Casey be alone. Especially in an empty house late at night. Of course she didn't understand where my worries and anxiety was coming from but that's alright. I'll do the worrying and being the anxious one, she can live in blissful ignorance that comes
"You haven't forgotten what day tomorrow is, right?" Casey asked me while she dumped her things on the foot of her bed.I plopped on my bed beside hers and rubbed my eyes tiredly. I hummed in response to her question, laying my arm over my eyes to block the light streaming in through the window by my bed.When she didn't continue speaking, I raised my arm slightly and took a peek at her.Casey stood over me, staring me down with her hands propped on her hips."You totally forgot what tomorrow is, didn't you?" She asked again.I grunted in annoyance, prompting her to stop speaking in circles and just get to the point.I felt a slap l
I rang the doorbell and waited for a few minutes for Dom to answer it and let me in.I had the urge to look around to check if anyone was watching me while I was waiting but I didn't want to tip off the people watching if there were any. I didn't want to give them further reason to suspect that I was hiding something.Because I was, and they're not supposed to know that.It was a Saturday afternoon and it was way too shiny than I'd like it to be. The sun was beating down my back and it was starting to get uncomfortable, so I knocked on the door to rush Dom."Coming! Hold your bloody horses!" Dom cursed from behind the door as the door jiggled and swung open. Dom stepped aside once he saw it was me and let me in. "You're here."
We stepped into the restaurant and told them we had made a reservation under Johnson.A waiter led us to a table where a man in a collared shirt sat, talking into his phone.When he saw us approaching, he waved and said a few words into the phone before hanging up and stashing the device away, smiling widely at my parents."I thought you stood me up!" He joked, standing from his seat to warmly greet my parents with hugs.Dad slightly turned his body to let the man see Casey and I clearly."This is Bryant, my oldest." I smiled as Dad made the introductions, stepping forward and offering my hand.He took my hand and shook it firmly. H