32. What is Going On?

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                                                                                    B R Y A N

I killed him. I know I did! He's not moving. Fuck! If I get out of this alive, I am going to jail for the rest of my life. Even standing out of the ring I stare at it where his body was not moving but is gone now. Grayson did not even look me in the eyes as he carried the body out of the view of everyone.

"Killer! Killer! Killer!" They keep chanting. Stop it!

"Well done my boy." Fuck you! "You just made me a lot of money." I hope you fucking choke on it!

"Good. Then the debt should be settled."

Slapping me on the back I almost tumbled forward but catch my footing. "Oh, we are just beginning." My hands go for his throat until he is lying on the ground. Watching him gasp for breath makes me smile. Die, you son of a bitch! "I have big plans for you." Blinking, damn that was all in my head.

"Once the debt is paid, we are free and clear. You leave my daughter and me the fuck alone."

"You have my word." I highly fucking doubt that. "Now go celebrate. There is some very fine pussy waiting for you." No fucking thanks. I already feel disgusted. Walking me down the corridor to the unknown. The doors get thrown open and it looks like a fucking night club. "Now go celebrate your win." 

The moment I walk in I can still hear those words being echoed into my brain. Killer! Killer! Please just make it stop.

"Hey baby you did great in the fight." I don't know you, so get the fuck off me!

"Back off! Let the man breathe." Any other time I would be grateful for you being here, but now I'm not so sure.

"Oh, come on Gray. You could join in on the fun." What the fuck? It was different when I did that with Mitch but fuck this bitch thinking she is going to touch my man!

"Like Gray said letting me fucking breathe."

"Prick."

"Whatever!"

Walking away from the both of them, I need a moment to breathe. I have been suffocating since the fight. Do not break down. They cannot know you are weak. It will kill you. Literally!

"We need to talk."

"Not in the mood." Please just leave me alone. I just want to go home to my daughter and my family. I miss them.

"Too fucking bad." Fuck you, Mike or Grayson whatever the hell you want to be called. Pushed into a room where I can actually hear myself think. Glaring at the man I fell in love so long ago is a complete fucking stranger right now. "You're in shock."

"No, what makes you think that."

"Quit the shit, Bry. Bury it."

"What?" Is he fucking serious?

"Bury that shit deep."

"I can't!" Burying my face in my hands. Breathe, just breathe. "This is not me."

"Baby, you have to." Warm hands that have always felt good against my skin encircles around me. "You need to for Zoe. If they see any kind of weakness, that's it." 

"I need to get out of here. I need to see my daughter."

"I'll make it happen. Let's go."

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Seeing Zoe and Benny along with Suzie and Hal lifted my spirits some. I needed that to know that I am still me even amongst all this mess. I wish it was longer, but I know it just puts them at greater risk.

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