Knowing The Cold Heart (Book 3)

Chapter 13 'Mood Stabilizer'

I am not crazy! If I can feel different kinds of emotions in a short span of time. That doesn't mean that I have a weird mental disorder. I am human, I have to feel and react to my surroundings - 

(Picture above is Duyon)

Duyon's POV

The last round began. I can't believe that my opponent was smiling ear to ear as if he won the lottery ticket. ''I will finish you this round!'' He screamed at me before charging at me at full speed. I stood in my place ready to kick his head again but this time with my knees right through his forehead. 

I jumped the second he was in front of me before using my knee and kicking his face with it. He looked shocked before falling directly to the ground. Because of my knee, his forehead had a big cut on it. The blood was dripping on the ground. I stood in my place not attacking him because I want to hurt him more. If I attack him this early in the fight then my fight will be done in seconds. 

Some people were screaming at me for standing there and looking at Black struggling to stand up and stopping the bleeding from his forehead. Most people were screaming for black to stand the fuck up from the ground. Then I knew what this place was all about. 

The audience was gambling with the fighters. In the beginning, you have to choose the fighter you think will win. If that fighter wins the fight against his opponent then that means the people who put money on that fighter will get more money at the end of the night. 

Because most people screamed at Black to stand up that means most people put money on him and not me. That makes this fight even better. It would be weird if people would put money on me if they never saw me fight in real life. 

Finally, after two minutes he stood up with a dark grin on his face. I charged at him but this time he decided to focus on the open wounds on my back because he kicked the side of my waist. I grabbed the left side that was hit in pain. 

Fuck! He knows my weakness but I will show him who I really am. Because only pain makes me stronger and motivated to finish my goal!

Blaze's POV

It's now two minutes that his opponent decided to stand up with much difficulty. Duyon looked angry for some reason but I knew exactly why. Black gave him a dirty grin before charging at him. He kicked the side of his waist because of this move. Duyon grabbed his side in pain. The whole audience began to cheer Black up. 

Duyon's back began to bleed because his blood was dripping from his back. His wounds opened more than they already were! I looked over to John who glanced my way. 

''I hate this''I said in an angry tone while looking at Duyon's frowning face, he looked really angry. ''I believe this fight will do really great'' John said before he walked up to me. 

''Shut the fuck up, you only care about your money'' I told him in an angry tone before gasping in shock because I couldn't believe what I was seeing inside this ring. 

His opponent put on black spiked brass knuckles before charging at Duyon with full speed. He punched Duyon in his left waist side before kicking him against the fence. Duyon didn't fall down but because of the spiked brass, his waist began to bleed. He put his hand on the place where Black has stabbed him.

''This is against the rules! Call back up we will deal with him right away, now!'' John yelled in a furious tone to his two bodyguards. 

''We need to stop the fight!'' I told John in a scared tone while watching Duyon closely. He looked pale and the bleeding wasn't stopping anytime soon. ''I've already called back up, Black will pay for disregarding my rules'' He said in an angry tone before walking back to the ring with six bodyguards, they looked more like gangsters than bodyguards.