THE SURROGATE: A LUKE BROOKS FAN FICTION

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

*LUKE'S P.O.V*

The crowd that had gathered around us, had gotten bigger. People who were walking into the pub had naturally gravitated toward the crowd. All eyes were on us. This had all escalated too fast. "Boris please" Tatiana begged, using all her strength to keep Boris away from me -Rachel was doing the same thing with her brute- looking at what was happening now, it was clear that there was only one logical way to solve this. Senseless violence. "Is this the type of guys you go for sweetheart?" I said to Tatiana, trying to keep my balance while at the same time trying to piss Boris off. She gave me a look that said 'why did you just do that ?' "What that supposed to mean ?" Boris asked. "It mean" I said, imitating his accent, "That you're a pussy who hides behind his girlfriend!" This made no sense at all, but it sounded cool in my head -and it was a bonus when the crowd went "ooohhh"-  with new found confidence from the crowd's cheering, I kept on at it with the insults and imitations. Boris and his sidekick growing angrier with each insult. I was about to throw the final insult, the final blow, leave my mark as the reigning king of insults and comebacks; when a fist flew through the air, missing me by centimeters. The punch had come from Boris -who had managed to fight his way out of Tatiana's hold. "Ha! Not so smart now Australian boy" he said cockily in that thick Russian accent. He was holding up his fists, indicating that he wanted to fight -obviously- "Boris please !" Tatiana pleaded, standing in front of him; which was a mistake on her part because he pushed her to the side, resulting in her falling to the floor. I looked at Tatiana, and then at him, he showed no remourse whatsoever. "Aren't you going to help your girl up?"  I asked as the room went silent -the music had stopped playing now- he looked at me with a smirk. "She can stand up on her own! You-" he yelled, now at Tatiana, "get up now, or else..." He said, but didn't finish his sentence; mainly because I punched him. If there's one thing I hated, it was a man who didn't respect his girl. He recovered quickly from the punch and gave a swift right hook, hitting me right in the face, almost knocking me down, but I had to stand strong. I straightened up, and as I was about to hit another punch, I felt a fist going deep in my stomach. I looked up and saw it wasn't Boris who punched me, but the guy who was with him. I bent down and held my stomach. Boris took a cheap shot and punched me in the face as I bent down. I fell to the ground. I looked around the room, at all the people watching me get my ass whooped. It was clear that this wasn't a fight I was going to win, buht I sure as hell wasn't going out without getting a few punches in. "Get up!" He laughed, sounding confident as hell. "Not such a macho man now are you?" He said, cockiness increasing with each word. "Look man, this is no place for fighting, I don't want this shit here!" I heard the voice of Carlos say. Boris turned his back and looked at Carlos who had made his way over to us. I didn't hear what they were saying, I was focused on something else. I saw a champagne bottle standing on the table that was standing on the table next to me. While dumb and dumber were distracted, I stood up -painful as it was- grabbed the bottle from the table and hit Boris' sidekick over the head and he fell to the ground. Boris turned around, and as he did so,  I punched him first in the face, then the stomach, again in the face -a few times- I was in the middle of throwing my final punch, one punch away from a total knockout, when Boris grabbed me by my shirt, head-butted me before grabbing my hair. My head hurt bad. He pulled me by my hair toward one of the tables -I heard the crowd gasping- this was obviously satisfaction to him, because I heard him give a laugh before he hit my head onto the table, again, and again, and again. I could taste the blood in my mouth. I felt helpless, especially when he lifted my head again, spat me in the face, and then threw me head first into a wall. I don't know what happened next. All I know is that everything went black...