FORBIDDEN LOVE

She makes me win

On Sunday, I was in a big hall of Washington sport centre, where I had to fight with Gangster Strike. My thoughts were about Jo. Maybe, she wouldn't come, maybe, she was already at home now. Of course, it was mistake to get Tracy to her house, but I couldn't act another way.

My coach came to me, courage me how he could, but I didn't listen to him. I was angry, maybe, anger could help me to win. Gangster Strike was 19 years boy, he was black man, he was shorter than me, but well-built. His eyes were kind, his real name was Peter Starbucks, but he preferred to be named by his nickname. Gangster because of his skin colour. Strike because he hit everybody by one punch.

When I was in dressing room, Tracy appeared in a T-shirt with my printed face. Gross!
"Hey, you. How is you mood? I hope you will hit his ass, baby!"
"Yeah, I'm ok."
"By the way, Betty wants to have one ticket, could you take one from mister Carter?"
"Ok, I'll try doing it."

Mister Carter gave me one ticket and grumbled something about my numerous girlfriends.

When I came to the ring. My eyes were looking for Jo's place. She was there with Toby. My aggression came to my throat and I swallowed oftener than ever. I felt like my inside became into werewolf. The first round began. I behaved not so confident. I saw only Jo's face not Peter Starbucks. He punched me much. My face felt freezing pain. Toby was there. My ex-best friend. Why was he here? Why was Josephine with him again? Maybe, I was a real coward guy. I loved her, she loved me. But status of brothers stopped me all the time. I didn't have to sex with her. When you own a person totally, you couldn't control your emotions. My temper was so expressive. I could kill because of my aggression.

Gangster was so talented, really. He punched me and I fell down. I lost my consciousness. In my mini coma, I saw the life of Jo without me, after my death. She was happy and I was so jealous. Her smile made me wake up. I was too furious. Peter couldn't escape from killing strikes to his body.
The last what I remembered was "The winner is mister Jayden Bay." I blacked out.