Alexander Ace Peterson has been an underground boxer for nearly his whole life, its always the same thing, train, fight, and win. But his boss tells him that they need something new, that something being a woman. Would having a woman join the fight...
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Blair♧
You know that look in someone's eyes when they meet you for the first time? The look that is full of hatred and the burning desire to kill. That was Max and even though he is not here with me now, I can still feel the burning of his glare seeping into my soul. I wince just remembering the whole ordeal.
I'm not sure what I had done to Max to inspire such hatred but it was evident in his eyes that I had done something to piss him off, maybe it was just my existence. It seems to be that I have been offending quite a few people with my presence lately, it's becoming quite the talent.
His whole demeanour was similar of that of my mother's and I saw her in him, so much so, that my natural instincts kicked in. I complied with him, I laid low and accepted him as the predator.
Damien and Kingston however, seemed to be more tolerable towards me. I could tell that Kingston was trying to be nice which I really appreciate but Damien had taken it too far by kissing the back of my hand. Ew! I can almost still recall the feeling of his lips on my skin.
Over all I think that I made an alright impression so the only person I'll have to be careful of is Max, he brings my anxiety to the highest peak which terrifies me to the very core.
Knowing now that I am an official member of the Foxwood academy I thought it would bring me peace to know that I am one step closer to be almost completely free from my mother but I find myself feeling the exact same as before.
I keep waiting for all the tension on my shoulders to release but it never does, it just lingers gently pushing me further down. I guess I am still waiting for something else. But what? What could I do more to make myself completely free? I have no answer. Maybe I should resort to praying? Yea right!
The taxi comes to an abrupt halt outside of my house and I thank the driver before paying him the total. Back at the academy Alex had suggested I should collect all my things and then bring them there and when I had mentioned that I should walk he then proceeded to argue with me for a full five minutes on the topic of whether or not I should get a taxi.
I decided to shut him up by getting the taxi and then he had to go even further and give me some cash to use to pay the driver. It did make me feel better knowing that he was looking out for me so closely. It also makes me wonder why he is doing so.
I walk up the gravel path that has numerous gaps that you have to be careful not to step in otherwise you would risk twisting an ankle. I cringe internally as I lay my eyes on the shattered glass of the front two windows, that's how are house always manages to stay so cold, she has never bothered to pay for someone to fix them. It wouldn't even be that hard to do; all she would have to do is call up the council but nope, apparently that is too strenuous of a task for her.
