I'll forgive when I forget ✔️

Chapter One

***Alexa Granger on the side***

Ding, ding, ding!

"Sarah Felps is down. Alex Granger is the Championship Winner!" The crowd roared with applause and gasps. No one expected a newbie to actually win the championships. Let alone.. Against Sarah Felps. The number one female boxer in America. But I guess that makes me number one now because I took away her winning streak and proved I am number one. The referee came up to me and held my right hand covered in a red boxing glove up high in the air encouraging the crowd to go up in thunders and screams of approval. No one thought I could do this. No one believed I could get this far in such little time. No one believed in me. No one thought an 18 year old could actually defeat a 30 year old.

But I proved them all wrong tonight.

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Its been three years since my first championship. Three years since I was laughed at and people thought they could scare me. The older female boxers thought they could actually scare me away. Now... I am the most feared woman in America. I've fought older woman, buffer woman and stronger woman, but I always win. I have never lost. EVER.

"Snap your head out of it kid." My coach yelled while swinging his right hand at my face delivering a successful blow to my left cheek. I didn't care though. The pain never comes. I never feel it.

His gloves are the flat ones that allow me to hit them squarely and he can feel the pressure of my punch. Doing as he says, i snap out of dreamland. Ever since my first fight against Sarah Felps ,who is now fighting her way back to the top, I haven't faught her since. I have a feeling she wants my place as number one again but there's one thing stopping her just like every other girl that wants my position. Fear.

The fear is real. Everyone is afraid of me, well beside guys because, its not like they have felt my punches. Actually, all the guys love me because and I quote, 'Who doesn't love a girl that can knock someone out'. That is what guys all over America have been saying to interviewers that want their perspective on me. The thing is, according to magazines, I am a 'mystery'. Meaning how did an 18 year old out of a small town beat Sarah Felps? How can she win her first championship? Who is she really?

Not many people know how I became a fighter. Not everyday an 18 year old becomes famous. Short way of explaining is, I showed up on coaches door step asking for a chance. Next thing I know, I have his top 10 girls pinned to the ground. Fighting became my life since then.

"Alright, take a break kid." Coach exclaims, taking deep breaths from my last few blows I know were filled with rage. I backed away jumping from foot to foot to steady my heartbeats and get back to normal. Clapping brought my attention to the right of the boxing ring near the entrance door. A man my age with dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes was clapping. "Ah! Ace my boy! It's been quite awhile!" Coach says enthusiastically already exiting the ring and putting the gloves on a nearby bench to give 'Ace I presume' a bro hug.

I myself am outraged with this new guy just showing up in the middle of my practice. Who the hell is he anyway? I take off my gloves and exit the rink as well and walk up to the guys. My hot pink sports bra showed some sweat, not that I cared, and my toned stomach was glistening with sweat. I didn't feel self concious at all with my body. Actually, I was proud. Who wouldn't be when you have worked as hard as me and it pays off well.

Once I reached the boys, coach turned to me.
"Alex dear, this is Ace. He is going to be coaching you for two weeks."

"What! Two weeks? Where are you going?" I asked getting angry. It does not take much to make me mad.

"Sweetheart, we talked about this-"

I cut him off before he could continue, "No. No we didn't. You told me but I did not agree!" I seethed, "Who are you anyways and what makes you think YOU know better then me?" I turned towards Ace. I was angry that he thought some random boy could teach me shit. Not. I AM the best. I do not need some petty school boy thinking he knows better then me.

Now that I am facing Ace, his features stick out. Tatoos cover his arms and his tight white shirt allows you to see a few more on his chest. His chest was very well defined as well and his blue eyes stuck out the most. For some reason, I felt like I knew him. He looked extremely familiar.

"Alexa?"

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