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Loren

It's been a week after that fight. I promise to visit Mila like I did. We have a lot of fun. Carlos also told me that the next race will be scheduled this Sunday. This time it will determine the winner between him and Asher. It was a fun week. But everything went back to hell on Monday morning. It's like a realization hit me all over again.

Look away, Loren.

You're fine.

You can't really see a whole other side of you just by looking at the mirror.

Oh yes I can. I would slap myself to look away but I hate pain to the core.

Loren, you're normal.

You're just like others.

Lie.

I don't even know if I can be normal with all that mess up shit running inside my brain.

I groan and close my eyes. Taking a deep breath.

Breath in.

Breath out.

Breath in.

Breath out.

I open my eyes again and blow out a heavy sign. I finally got the courage to look away from the mirror and go out of the bathroom.

I went out and put on my shoes. I'm fully dressed in my sportswear. I got up and grabbed my bag that was packed with  everything I needed while beating up heavy sandbags and letting out my frustrations.

I closed the light and got out.

I hurried down the stairs, "I'm heading to Heath." Heath is the gym I always go to. It's the one and only gym I like.

"When will you be back?" Mom asks.

"Before dinner." I answered.

"Stay safe." She smiles.

I nodded before heading out and got into the car.

"Heath." The driver nodded and immediately took me to the location I requested.

I thanked the driver and went in. I went to scan my member card and went to the locker room. I unlock my locker that I own. Every customer with a member card received their own locker. I throw my bag in and take out only my phone and water bottle and my headphones.

I went out of the room and saw my coach, "hey Loren."

"Hi coach."

"Haven't seen you in a while," I walk to where he is standing, in front of the boxing ring.

"Yea, all those moving and settling into new beginnings." I scoffed.

"Well, you can train first, your opponent isn't here yet." I nodded.

I hand him my water bottle and my phone. I stalk toward the sandbag and put it on my headphones.

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