Badboy and the emo reunite (BXB)

Chapter 21

That was an experience.

He says he loves me, and he said he'll wait, but why would he do that for someone who just causes trouble? Honestly, when I come back and IF he's moved on, I would understand. I put the love of my life through shit, I wouldn't want to stay either. I can only hope he won't move on, but if he does, that's okay and I do get it.

Right now, I can only focus on passing high school. Honestly, I'm pushing everything to go faster just so I can get to him. You can't just recover from PTSD, and it takes years for someone to be able to drive by themselves, but I'm making everything work. I'm starting my applications to colleges, I'm working more for Big B because of that. The medication I'm starting a lot of, more than I probably ever will.

Chance is worried, and so are Mom and Dad, but that's okay. It'll all be worth it soon, I know it. I'm mostly with the boys after work, we'll get drunk, then I spend the night with one of them, then they drive me to Gavins to do physical therapy, then I walk to Dr.Blacks, and he helps me with my PTSD and Anxiety. Then I meditate on my own time and continue learning how to drive.

It's alright, everything will meet together soon. Not right now at least, but soon. No, right now I have to focus, no distractions

Cam and I have gotten close, really close. I buy him motels when he has to sleep in a bad area, and he helps keep me sane with everything going on. I ended up changing my and Chance's physical therapy to 30 minutes after Cameron's, so as Cameron would be ending his workout session, I would start. I got to watch him and cheer him on, he would do the same for me and Chance. Even though Chance didn't like Cam, Cam cheered on Chance, and I felt so proud of that.

"No, you gotta be more firm," I throw in watching Chance practice with Gavin.

"Shut up, I know what I'm doing."

I roll my eyes, sitting back down next to Cam.

"You always do that?"

"What exactly?"

"Tell everyone how to throw a proper punch?"

I fake laugh, "I guess so."

"Why?"

"Don't know. I guess I'm just destined to do that."

"I've never seen you actually fight anyone."

"You saw me fighting your brother, and I even fought you."

"That's different. I wasn't catching onto anything, I was panicking."

"Alright, then I guess you'll see me go up against Gavin."

"It'll be like watching someone fighting a mirror," he says, I chuckle, "Am I wrong?"

I lay my arm around his shoulders, grinning and shaking my head, "You're not wrong, but Gavin will always be better than me."

"Bullshit," Gavin exclaimed, strutting over with my brother glaring but following. "This is the guy who still fights even when damaged. Now, get your ass in that ring, it's go time."

My first round with Gavin after my healing, it's sad how much I've been looking forward to this. Hand in hand, classical boxing.

I look at Cameron to see him staring with this gleam in his eyes, excitement.

"Alright you dog," I motion my gloved hands over. "You're in my corner."

"What," he jumps up. "Why not Chance?"

"Because, he's seen me fight up and personal multiple times, and this would be your first. You're gonna spot me. I know you want to," I wink at him.

"Shut up, you're excited too," he says when I slip in between the two ropes. "Why are you so excited?" He slips in after me, putting on my head cover.

I think about that for a second, watching his every move, "fighting has just become my life I guess."

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"Alright," Gavin pulls me into a headlock, "enough for the night."

I yank away, Cameron slipping between the ropes to help me. He helps me with the gloves, and the headpiece, and gives me water, he's so focused while doing it too.

I grab his hands, pulling them away from my face, "what's going on in that head?"

"I want to be like you, I want to know how to fight like that, I want to learn."

"Kid-"

"I'm not a kid," he glared at me, I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, you surely aren't a kid. Cameron, you don't have to know how to fight like I do, not right now at least. Go back to school, that's what you need," I pass under the ropes and land on the cement flooring.

"You always say that," he pouts following after.

"Because it's true. You don't want to be like me, you want to fucking go somewhere, so go somewhere."

"You're just fine right now," I don't let him finish.

"Chance," I look at my brother. He's watching with a glare, crossing his arms. "Please confirm to Cameron that I am anything but fine and am buried in bullshit."

"That "bullshit" supposedly recovered months ago... unless there's something else you want to tell the class?"

I roll my eyes, ignoring the comment.

"I am anything but fine right now, so, just take my advice."

Chance Gavin and Cam stared at me the whole time, Cameron already knows what I do for work, Gavin doesn't know but knows I get into a lot of street fights, but Chance I try to keep off my back.

"Cameron, do you work after this?"

"No, why?"

"Great, you're coming with me."

Chance seemed to protest this because he grabbed my shoulder. He's done this before, it's him sending me a warning without actually thinking.

"Whatever you're worried about, it's fine. You can get home okay, I know you can. We'll just be talking."

"You were like this with Shane too," he mumbles walking away.

I stop, my whole body stops functioning, and then I turn and grab his hand faster than the speed of light.