Overdose [Addicted Series]

Chapter 22

Dylan's POV:

Doubling over the toilet I spit out the blood from my mouth hating the taste of copper that lingers. My chest is raising and falling as I suck in air trying to control my breathing.

Throwing up blood isn't ideal but seems like how my night will be going. Grabbing my water bottle. I squirt water into my mouth swirling it around before spitting the copper colored liquid into the toilet.

Fuck this shit.

Each breath I take feels like my lungs are being punctured by my ribs which only means one thing, I cracked a rib with tonight's fight. As for the bloody vomit? I don't have time to worry about that shit.

Forcing myself to stand up, I grip the edge of the sink and stare at my unrecognizable self in the dirty mirror.

My dark hair is over grown and disheveled, my beard just as bad. My right eye is almost swollen shut now and the split in my lip split back open since the last fight.

This is where I say that fucking line 'you should see the other guy'

Fuck I wish I could see the other guy.

All I know is he was carried out of the ring and I wasn't so that's a fucking win for me. Plus the two thousand extra dollars lining my wallet. Yeah, it was a decent night.

Once I've cleaned myself up, I slowly walk to my jeep that's all the way at the back of the gravel parking lot of the abandon warehouse. I haven't heard from David since our last encounter, I don't know what shit he's trying to pull going under the radar but best believe I'll be fine toning my skills until I hear from him.

Once in the confines of my jeep, I close my eyes and breath like it's the first time I've taken a breath tonight.

It's strange, two hours ago this lot was filled with cars and people coming to see the fucking prodigal son return to fighting. Now it looks as abandoned and lonely as I've felt this last week.

No contact.

That's our agreement.

With my eyes closed, I play it all out again. Watching her walk to her car, climbing in and mouthing those heavenly words to me. Words I don't deserve.

'I love you'

I said it back.

Finally. I could do it.

Going to her put her in danger but once Mason called and told me she was back I did what I do best, over reacted and ran straight towards her like a fucking Bull charging a red flag. I can't help if, she is my fire and I'm the moth drawn to her light. Though, I'm watching her light slowly die because of me.

So here I am, opening my voice app and recording yet another fucking voice memo for her, another one
she'll never hear.

'Hey.... It's me. Well shit obviously who else is doing this corny ass shit? I can't help it though. I'm trying not to call you so this is the closest thing I can get to you. Talking it out, pretending your talking back to me. I'm sitting in a gravel lot all alone and I'm sure I'd someone saw me they'd think I was insane... well ok I am insane'

I pause laughing a bit, feeling foolish.

'I won again tonight, I know you probably don't care, but I won. I felt it though. That red rage, it fucking burnt through me like lava and I hated every fucking second of it. I hate it baby, I really do. I don't want to be this person, I don't know if you believe me or not. I swear.... I hate who I become in the ring. I'm so fucking tired....'

My voice shakes with a sob and I hate feeling weak. But I do, I feel sick inside.

'I don't want to be him Skylar. I don't want to turn into that monster. I hate him and I already hate myself. So I'm half way to becoming him aren't I? I use to be so fucking afraid I'd turn into him. Drive away the woman I love, ruin my own fucking kids, now look at me.... I've ruined and destroyed the only woman whose ever loved me."