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xxvii: tic. toc./times up

 a/n: second to last chapter--a.a. 

28: Tic. Toc.

Intertwining my hands with Emilio I looked out the window it was approximately two days before the fight and everything was cranked up many notches. Everyone was tense and seemed to be filled with nothing but nerves and distress, I tried to stay off of everyone's toes and keep basic questions to a minimum seeing as though I have no knowledge whatsoever on the sport and Emilio nor his team were in a state of mind to give me a history lesson on the subject.

A big part of it probably had to do with the weigh in, and when Franklin called out the Latino people by saying that they all looked the same and if they came to the fight then he would think that Bala had busload filled with doppelgangers. It was just that one thing that made Emilio snap and damn near jump over the security guards and people holding him back, that night was spent me trying to calm him down and giving him much needed back rubs.

Why he wanted me to come to the press conference as a way to out our relationship is beyond me I would've done just fine with a cute tweet, I knew that I was a sore subject and so did Franklin, I have watched press conferences through TV and I saw how the boxers would react when the opponent would bring up their loved one, now if only I could imagine that times ten with Emilio. The thought sent a chill down my spine, seeing as though I don't think anything would be able to tear him off the ginger if Franklin decided to tap his 'Majesty' button, or any button that meant something to him.

Arriving at the press conference a flood of pap followed right along, turning to look at Emilio he kissed me, "Ricky is going to be watching over you because you won't be sitting right next to me okay mi amor?"

Wiping his lips of lipstick I nodded, "Yes, don't do anything crazy."

"I love you." He said not responding to me.

Fixing his tie I smiled, "And I love you more."

Opening the door, I got out first and he followed behind me, the security guard had to back all of the pap back just, so we can make it into the building, walking in we met up with Roz, Maniac, Rico, and Ricky. Greeting them the promoter led us to where it was going to be held and everyone was waiting for us, looking across from us I saw Franklin watching us like with hawk eyes, and Emilio didn't shy away, most tension in fights were usually curated from the media and fans who just wanted a good show but this animosity they held against one another didn't need to be formulated nor manipulated cause the men brought enough to the table to be able to break it.

"Remember what I told you Ricky," Emilio said cutting his eyes to Ricky, "If anything happens to her than it's your head."

Walking on to the stage Emilio pulled my chair out for me, kissing me on the head he sat at his spot that was close to the pedestal and Roz sat next to him, Emilio came dressed in a sexy Armani custom made suit that I orchestrated with Giorgio himself and the only thing flashy on him being his wrist and neck seeing as though the all black classic suit spoke for itself, but Franklin came in a flashy shirt with the pants to match with gold and diamonds wherever he could put it.

Emilio's hair was cut low to a mid-fade and his stubble was gone completely, while Franklin still had his hair long and his long red infamous goatee, in my opinion the winning two in the style department was Emilio hands down and anyone with eyes could see that as well, I mean look at his girlfriend...do you think I would have my man out here looking any kind of way?

We were there being wired up for a few minutes before the promoter came out and said the questions can start beginning he was supposed to be there for mediating purposes, but he was only 5'10 so how good could his mediating purposes be between the two Twin towers?