I have a smile on my face as i exit the locker room. My bag is slung over my shoulder and I see my team waiting for me. Miles is no where to be seen. I frown. "Good one Sunny, you shattered his knee cap." Yep way to ruin the mood Ben. I nodded and looked around to try and find Dabi. I kind of just need a friend. I nodded at Ben then continued to scan until i saw Dabi. He had an arm around one of the groupies. My eyebrows raised when i saw what she was wearing and that he had an arm around her. No one fucks a groupie. We all know what they want...idiots.
I turned my head quickly and started walking with the group. "Alright, your next fight will be in a month...though make it last...we kind of need the money. Oh and here is your check for tonight." Ben said and handed me a check that had a lot more money than I've ever made on a fight. The boys chuckled and i looked up mouth agape.
"Holy crap...why so much?" I asked and Ben looked me in the liked i looked crazy. "Do you not know who you-" he got cut off by tue groupie. "You're a wanna be. You broke your leg which is a career ending injury. You only won because the guy saw you were attractive and didn't want to hurt a little girl. I bet i could best your ass in a fight and even re arrange your face."
I looked at her and the more she talked the more a smirk appeared on my face. It was quiet. At least until I talked. "Go look at my records. My injury yes was a career ending injury. It often does get athletes out of their careers. Not me. I did a year of rehab and even then my leg was still strong. Tonight was not pity trust me. I was in the ring. I was dodging hits that could knock someone out cold for days. And i landed the hit that will get that guys head to mars and back. So please keep being a comedian. Cause trust me after a win or even lost. A good laugh is appreciated. Go ahead add her as team clown. I think that'll be a good place for you...i mean you already know how to do your makeup like one all you need is to be dressed like one." I excused myself and started driving towards the hospital.
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I walked into the hospital with my keys. The front desk lady smiled and looked up at me. "Hey Mav, whatcha need?" Mav is short for Maverick. Its a nick name. "James Smith room and updates...please" she nodded and went to typing. After a few seconds she looked up. "Room 2B 14."
"Thank you Mary." She smiled and nodded. I went a head to his room. James smith tue guy i fought against tonight. I just wanted to make sure he's alright. I knock on the door and hear come in. I waltz in.
In the room is his trainer, him, and I believe his girlfriend. The girl is in tears. She looks at me then all i see is anger. She launches her self to me and all i have to do is grab her arm and push her against the wall.
"Get off me! You're the bitch that made him not want me!" She yelled. I felt my eyebrows raise involuntarily.
"Well...yeah i don't really know how to reply to that." I said. "Now you gonna behave or are we going to have to stay in this position?" She took a second but nodded. I slowly stepped away and pointed to the door. "You're excused." She scoffed, rolled her eyes, and walked out. I turned back around to see the guys blinking at me.
"Hey." I said to try and cut the awkward silence. "Look I'm sorry for the knee cap. And sorry because I'm the second opinion. And I'm gonna guess thats you were just told your career gonna end, nod one time if so?" He nodded once. I went to talk but the door opened.
"Alright so i ju-" chief cut himself short when he saw me and was already handing me over the files.
"I'm sorry but am I the only one confused here?" The trainer speaks up first. James throws a pillow at him. "Shut up! You think you can help? Without ending my career?" James's question is aimed at me. I give him a nod.
