Everyone has their flaws, demons, downfall, but most of all their own perspective on how life is treating them. Problems all around the world seem to be affecting different people in different ways yet it's the source of overthinking which seems to...
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"If you don't put yourself first, you are letting the world know you can wait-and you will wait, because each time you put someone else's happiness before your own you drop yourself down a place until you are last".- Oliver Aluers
Putting yourself first become a human nature when, I found out the world would always put me last unless I made the change.
Growing up, I remember tears flooding down my face, if I was so important how could I have been so easily replaced. I didn't understand how, can someone get rid of a little girl, abandon them like their nothing. Hoping from foster care, house to house became a second home. Until I met the my parents, Cielo and Ramiro Ordóñez, both amazing parents from what I had experienced. How-how could she do that, why why would she do that.
The crowds screams brought me back to reality realizing times have change, people have changed, I have changed. I finished wrapping my fist and started checking for grip on my shoes so I wouldn't slip. I heard the squeak and knew they had enough grip. I got my towel and water and waited for Pepe to announce the fighters.
"Welcomeee to Los Santos Nightclub, tonight we have.... La Gitana" Pepe shouted into the mic wow the dramatic pause did help a little for the suspense happening. Walking out I kept a black face you can't show emotion especially in front of theses people. "Coming from your left as we all see her La Gitana now coming from your right we have... El Jaque". Wow he's a little taller then me standing at 5'10 but, he's not the tallest I've taken down.
Okay let's mentally prepare my self, survive, punch get the bag and go buy food. Okay there's my motivation let's start this. Pepe started going over the rules, " now folks as we all know the fight does not end up til someone is knocked out also, please do not use the chairs we just got them replaced after yesterday fight thank you". Well let's hope there's no chairs involved.
We shakes hands and got into our stance, I could tell he was hesitant to hit a girl, at least he was raised well but, it doesn't matter in a place like this. I observed him as I waited for him to make the first move. He put out a nice stiff left, which he planned to follow with a right cross. I slipped to the left, which threw him off enough so that I could step inside the right cross and get a handful of his hair I pulled as hard as I could, as he made a painful noise. I pulled his head forward and broke his nose with my head holy dam I'm gonna have to take a Advil after this. Still holding his hair in one hand, I got my other hand into his crotch it was small sadness, and put my shoulder into him and lifted him off the ground wow he's kinda light as I slammed him down on the floor . He grunted, and went limp. When I stood back and waited to see if he could be faking it for any sudden movements I watched as his mouth open he was fully knocked out. I could start to feel the pulse in my head and my cheek when he elbowed me from lifting him up.
I now realized the crowd was going wild throwing there beers as a celebration, and throwing money as if I were dancing on a pole, not that I minded money is money. "We'll look at that ladies and gentlemen we have a winner once again give it up for La Gitana" as he come closer to me and raised my hand. I kept my black face as I faced the crowd. I went to my corner and got my towel and sipped on my water while walking to the bar waiting for my cash to be delivered. Carlos, a bar tender come out he has tattoos all over his arms, and has a bread plus hair at a dark brown color. Wow he's giving DILF energy I thought to myself. "We'll here's your money it's gonna be 850 for tonight we're a bit short on people tonight good job kid" as he looked up from the money he had just counted. "Thanks, I'll see you Saturday" I said as I walked back to the locker room. I pulled out a small bottle of Advil and popped two pills and I drank water. I hated the after taste but, it had to get done. I change into sweat pants and a hoodie since it was already 11:30pm close to midnight.
I walked out of the club but something caught my attention...
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Ooop my first cliff hanger as I should 🤌🏼 okay anyways how was it the fight description should be decent enough to understand I hope.
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