Never Saw This Coming

Pinky Promises.

Xander

I picked up Maddy from school a couple of minutes ago. I didn't tell her or anyone that I was going to fight Nayte tonight. Yes, after he beat the shit out of me, I still kept the fight on. I was going to get paid after all and I wanted to kick his ass after he jumped me. Going into the match, I knew my chances of winning were pretty low but I didn't care. I just wanted to land at least one punch on his stupid fucking face. Luckily, I did just that. Unluckily, I lost the fight and got beat up. Not terribly, but there's definitely a couple of bruises on my body and face.

Although I'd rather let Maddy clean me up and then have great sex with her afterwards like the first time we hooked up, I decided to let the trainers there clean up my cuts. I bled from my nose slightly and got a small cut on my jaw. A couple of bruises already formed on my face, but they're not too noticeable. Nothing I can't hide. I'm just glad I was able to hit that fucker more than once. At the same time, I'd probably never sign up for another match again.

Not because I'm scared I won't win again because honestly, I could care less. I just don't think boxing is what I'm best at. If I'm going to be as sore as this from anything, I rather have it be football. We're still having practices so I have no idea how I'm going to make it out on the field on Monday. My body's already fucking sore and the fight just ended an hour ago.

"Where are we going?" Maddy asks. I haven't said much since I picked her up honestly. I didn't greet her with a kiss or anything and it's nighttime so she probably hasn't noticed my small bruises and bandaged cut. She would have said something if she did. I'm going to tell her about the fight, but just when we get to where I'm taking her.

My weeks have been a bit shitty. I've been doing football and training for my fight so I haven't been able to see her. My mental health also hasn't been the greatest. I'm still doing therapy and taking my antidepressants but obviously, they don't always work. My schedule has been busy luckily so I haven't been stuck at home like I usually would be whenever I feel like shit. Plus, living with my friends helps me a lot. It's sort of hard to not feel 100% when you live with three of your best friends. Also talking to Maddy at the end of the day helps out too.

I don't reply to her as I pull into a small park that sits downtown. No one really comes out here this late but I like coming here to clear my head. The quietness is soothing and it's one of the few places in Oak Hill where you can see the stars in the sky. Most of our city is full of tall ass buildings that don't allow the view of the sky. I'm used to it, being from New York and all, but sometimes just looking up at the sky is comforting to me.

I put the car in park and then turn to face her, finally. Her brows furrow immediately while looking at me. "What happened there?" She motions her head to my bandage. It's dark out so my bruises will be even less noticeable. "I had my match today. With the guy that beat me up a couple of weeks ago," I tell her truthfully. There's no reason to hide it from her anyway. Plus I want to hear her call me an idiot for still fighting him after what happened in that alley.

Her eyes widen slightly. "Are you dumb? You still fought him even after he beat the shit out of you?" she asks. I puff and roll my eyes. "Alright calm down. He didn't beat the shit out of me," I retort. She tilts her head at me. "Oh yeah, because I wasn't the one who had to pick you up and carry you to your car after I found you almost dead in that alley," she snaps back. I shake my head. "You're so dramatic," I say.

She leans forward slightly and pulls off the small bandage a bit to see what lies underneath. I don't wince once as it doesn't hurt. A small cut is all that sits on my jawline, it isn't all that serious. She places the bandage back over my cut and pats my jaw slightly. "Did you lose?" she asks. "Yes," I admit. I wanted to win, but I knew I wouldn't. Still, it feels shitty. I think winning could have made my week. I had a panic attack after the fight. I don't even know why but that fucked up my whole night. I almost ditched my plans with Maddy but I wanted to see her.