35 - Threats

~Tyson’s Point of View~

I had stalked around Livia’s bedroom last night, but she didn’t come home and it devastated me.

I went back to my room, pouting and hoping like hell she’d crawl in bed with me in the middle of the night. That she’d realize she slept better with me even if she didn’t know why.

“Man I’m beat, it was a long day of finishing everything for Saturday,” Diego says, coming out of the shower.

“Yeah, setting up the very ring where I may have to fight for my life, pretty fucked up,” I state, falling on my bed.

“Oh shit dude, I didn’t even think of it like that, oh man,” Diego replies, sitting on his bed. I shake my head and throw my hands back against the bed.

“I’m so lost bro. I feel like I should just tell her, it could end all this. Maybe she could teleport us somewhere else or something, we could run away, I have a little money. It could last us until I get a job,” I say, not even believing myself. I could never break my oath and leave the Shadows. They saved me, too