Into oblivion

And the winner is

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"Mia you don't have to do this I swear you can walk away and I promise he won't lay a finger on you" Will says taking off his gloves.

Ray shakes his head as if telling me in a silent way that running won't help. A sly smile stretches his bloody lips and I can't wait to see it drop. I take the gloves off Ray slipping them perfectly on "tie them up"

"Mia are you sure?" Harry asks behind me.

"Tie. Them. Up" I say one last time. Ray bangs his gloves together, happy that I've accepted his little game and starts to warm up, or more like show off.

I hear someone walking up the stairs and it's Max but he's not alone, Nicholas is right beside him and hasn't noticed me just yet. I'm fucked, finally they both look at me and straight off the bat Max is having a heart attack whilst Nicholas assesses the situation, his eyes go from me to Ray to my gloves then to my face then back at Ray. Whatever he's thinking of is beyond me because he's standing there at the top of the stairs, smirking.

"Mia what a surprise" Max walks over forcing a smile "whatever are you doing out here with the other guys wearing boxing gloves because surely you're not going into that ring are you? because if a strand of hair was missing from your head I would lose my legs" he says all that in one single held breath with both hands tightly pressed on my shoulders shaking me back and forth.

I give him a smile and he nearly collapses "Harry get him a chair please" he slides one over and I push Max's stiffened body down into it.

I walk over to Nicholas lifting my gloves up to him. I don't need to say anything, he takes one and starts tying it up. He doesn't take his eyes of me as he continues with the other one and I don't break away either. So much is being said without a single word.

"Boss I swear he'll go easy you don't have to worry"

"It's not her I'm worried about Harry" he says finishing the last glove and before I could move away, he pulls me in closer to him "I think we need to have a talk about you and your disappearing acts you so love to do"

"And I think you shouldn't drug and take girls that say no" I pull my hand of his hard grip but he only smiles at me "but here we both are, living disappointments"

"Right, Mia do you know the rules?" I nod at Will "good, now drop them because they don't exist here"

"Fine by me" I smile looking at Ray whose also smiling right back. I steal a glance at the guys and see Max biting his fingers off, Harry is genuinely concerned, Will is standing in the ring behind the ropes just in case he needs to jump in and Nicholas is leaning against the wall completely unbothered by any of that it, but then he gives me a look and I know something is coming. I duck to my left and miss Rays Punch by a thread.

"WOOOHOO THAT'S MY GIRL!!" Max yells but then seconds later follows that with "not actually my girl"

I focus back on Ray and truth be told he's easy to win over, but I like to play with boys like him. They love to prey on those who they think they can beat. It makes them feel powerful, like they'll finally mean something in this world if they can just beat one more person, because otherwise they hate themselves for being useless or not good enough. It slowly kills them from the inside, but its not my job to make them feel important.

He charges hard and fast and I twist to my right, his body passes me and I take this opportunity to elbow him right in the back of his head. My elbow pulses right away but the look on his face is worth the jolt of pain any day. Everyone erupts in they're own little cheers but it bring me no satisfaction. I want more.

His body becomes limp, his head seems to weigh more than his body as it drags him to the floor. Clearly I hit something a little too important, still don't care one bit "Get up"

"Mia it's over you won" Max yells with the biggest smile on his face.

"If she says it's not over then it means it's not over" Nicholas adds in from the back, he gives me a nod to continue.

Ray gets up even more pissed off and this is where I find my satisfaction. When they're angry they don't care about anything, they're so insanely driven by anger that nothing could pull them out of the little trance they drown themselves in. They become the real them and that's the part I want to beat on. He charges towards me again, landing a punch at my face. The smile of achieving something hits his own and this is where my favorite part comes in. I show them just how fast I can take that feeling away, how they don't own everything, how powerless they truly are, how they're nothing but a simple human being who's not special in any way.

I smile licking the blood off my lip, he doesn't wait to see how much damage he's done, too hungry for more that he comes charging towards me. I jump up twisting my body in a fast circle landing a good kick in his jaw, he drops almost instantly and I land a punch right as his whole body slams onto the bloody white ground.

He's still awake when I crouch over him "men like you are more predictable than anything else in this fucking world, stay down" and he does. I pass by Will whose jaw is on the floor followed my Max and Harry. When I get to Nicholas he's not surprised by the least, he undoes my gloves, tosses them to Harry who nearly drops them, and pulls me in by my jaw. His other hand comes to view as he brushes away some of my hair before leaning in to place a soft kiss on my forehead. It's so soft, so effortless and yet the weight of it pulls my heavy head to the side. If it weren't for the fact he was holding me steady I would've fallen asleep.

"You know" he mutters calmly "I don't mind you beating the living shit out of my men, but I do care about you trying to run away"

I look up at him, still feelings his fingers softly sit against my skin "I don't know what you're talking about"

"The walks along the corridors, certain spot at the window that lets you see the whole gate set up" his smiles catching me completely at a stop "I only wonder what ideas have sprung into that pretty mind of yours"

"Would you like me to show you"

He nods chuckling slightly as he let's go of me "well if you show me It'll only be fair for me to show you just how fast I can find you, even if you are in the midst of London"

I want to grow angry, I want to run and stab and maybe even kick him down some flights of stairs but I can still feel his kiss linger on my skin. And the worst part about it is it kills any sort of resentment I could possibly have for him in this moment.

"I don't want to fight, I hate it, not hearing you speak is all the punishment I need so can we please put it aside for just single minute"

I sigh letting the air drag away my anger "why a minute?"

It's like his whole body just lit up "come with me" he says, smiling as our hands lock together.