HOLLY POV
The thought of me being at one of these events never crossed my mind.
My father and mother took me to a boxing match when I was 10, but you could tell they were faking their punches.
The announcer's low voice cut me out of my thoughts as I directed my attention back to the ring.
"The biddings tonight are extremely high, so put on your lucky caps and enjoy the show!" As he said that, the lights turned a dark green and cheers could be heard! Everyone was looking at the entrance, smoke escaping from every corner. A tall buff man who was covered with tattoos emerged from the door.
"The Rookie of the year, he is known for laughing after he kills his opponent. Put your hands together for The Joker!" Cheers and boos escaped everyone's mouth. My mouth was open in shock. What the actual fuck is this madhouse.
"His opponent tonight, having a winning streak of 5, put your hands together for Ace! He is the ace of all trades" A tall, not-so-buff man walked in the ring with a silk rope draped over his head. He looked fast and agile.
The fight started. The Joker and Ace circling each other like they are both each other's prey.
After two hits from 'The Joker' Ace was down begging for the medics. After he was rushed off stage, 'The Joker' stood there with an evil smirk on his face as a deadly laugh escaped his mouth. Now I understand why he is called 'The Joker'
What shit show is this?
After 'The Joker' left the ring the arena felt quiet as the announcer entered the ring. His grey hair was piled nicely at the top of his head. He had black eyes and a dark blue silk suit.
"Considering that fight lasted for no longer than some of you can last, if you know what I mean" the whole area burst into laughter, on the other hand, crossed my right leg over my left, and rolled my eyes.
"But nonetheless, our next opponents are sexy and flexible. Please welcome the undefeated Kacy Marten!" He directed our attention to a tall blonde girl who had a dead look on her face.
I almost let out a laugh as I saw her face, she looked constipated.
She walked in, her head held up high and her shorts covered nothing. The number of whistles and catcalls that came from the crowd was frightening.
"Ok, ok, ok, quiet down you horny teenagers. Her opponent tonight is Lisa Lorren!" my attention went straight to a small skinny girl, she looked like she hadn't eaten in months. Her hair was thin and long and her face was all bone.
This is an unfair fight! They just wanted a show, they wanted blood.
Lisa stood in her corner not making any move to fight, she looked like she gave up.
Kacy lunged at her quickly and started to beat the living shit out of this poor girl. And of course, Christian along with everyone else was cheering, except Elijah's gang who looked unimpressed.
After what felt like two seconds Lisa was dead on the floor, and the area erupted in cheers. I on the other hand couldn't bear to look at the scene before me. I looked at the ground as her lifeless body got dragged away.
Kacy stood in the center of the ring as she took in all the cheers.
She made a lot of people happy.
She kept looking at Elijah and his group. Christian gave her a tight nod and she grew a childish smile on her face as she looked at me. I stuck out my tongue which caused her smile to disappear too soon. Bitch!
Kacy didn't even break a sweat as another helpless girl got brought in. Everyone just wanted a show. I kept staring at the ground when two male presence found their way in front of me. I recognized them, they were part of Christian girl group.
"How is your girl group coming along?" I said while holding back my laughter. They both looked at each other and a small grin grew on their faces. The man on the right plunged a needle into my neck and the other man put a bag over my head. I tried to fight back but my muscles started to give up, and all I could remember was the smell of blood.
What is happening?
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Romantizm" He raised his large hand as I squinted my eyes preparing myself for the sting that will wash across my face. But it never came, my face still feels numb and lifeless. I opened my dull eyes to see him, his eyes held anger until he saw mine. His dar...
