The Beast

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My 3 Rd opponent for the night, drops down unconscious with a thus and I crack my neck to a side to look at the crowd going crazy all of a sudden.

Beast!

Beast!

Cleaning the blood tracing the corner of my busted lip with my thumb, I let out a deep sigh to walk behind stage. Picking up my bag, I unzip it to take out my jacket.

" Veer bhai"

An anxious voice calls me from behind and I look at one of the bouncers standing at the thresh hold.

" Hmm"

I barely acknowledge him taking out a water bottle from my bag to pour the water on my head.

" Bhai....that intruder. That girl. Was she with you?"

I crush the plastic bottle in my hand to throw it aside. Just hearing that girl leaves me irked.

" No. Why?"

He sighs to lower his eyes and I take out a towel to pat dry my body. Rubbing it on my forehead, I hold back a hiss when it touches my jaw.

That punch.

Examining my jawline, I already see a bruise forming. Shit. It's going to turn blue and black tomorrow.  I will need another concealer.

All because of that stupid girl.

I got distracted because of her

I can't believe it.

" Oh. Okay. Nothing. Actually, I wasn't aware she was a girl. I mistook her to be one of those kids who sneak in. And I-"

" Just come to the point. I don't have the whole day. "

Irritation seeped in my voice as I disposed of the towel and closed the bag to zip it up.

" I may have by mistake handled her too roughly and ..I...-"

My hand on the zip of the bag stills. Suddenly the image of her struggling to walk resurfaces in my mind.

That lines of pain on her face when I pinned her to the wall.

" I just wanted to ask if she was fine. I felt bad-"

He couldn't complete it.

A strange spark of rage combusted inside me which I didn't even know existed. Within seconds I had him pinned to the wall with my hands coiling around his neck and his legs thrashing in the air.

" What the fuc* did you do!"

" Bhai...it...it was a mistake I swear...I.."

I was colorblind to all the colors in my surroundings except red. My eyes were raging fire while he begged in fear.

" I asked. What.did.you.do!"

" I.. punched her stomach and tried to choke..."

"Agh!"

My grip on his neck turns deadly. The image of her fragile neck tainted with this bastard's marks clawed my insides.

What was this feeling? Why am I losing my shit over her?

" I am sorry...please...beast...please...aghh!"

His thrashing was seizing. Those eyes were dropping and I retreated my fingers to have him fall on my feet in a heap.

He clawed his neck, gasping for air. And I stole it from him.

Landing a kick on his torso, I see his body rolling over to hit the sweeping supplies behind. He coughs blood and I blankly stare at him.

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