Fighting is my life, it's what I'm trained to do. Pushing
myself to become better everything to me. The first thing I do is think
about what makes me angry and the memories of my parents come to
mind.
"Start". Punch left, right duck, you can see In my face that I'm
putting everything into this. After an hour I started to sweat, thud, Into
the wall I went, "Shit". My head starts to think "Get up, stop, don't lose
focus, FOCUS" "FOCUS"! I did a backflip over his eskrima (his martial arts weapon).
He tries to come at me again but I grab it with my hands.
That shit hurt, I felt tingling but I kept going. He had another one and it
hit the back of my leg which caused me to fall right on my arm.
"Damn it", I had cut my arm, blood was starting to hit the floor
I got up and jumped on the wall and tried to kick him in the face but
missed. He hit me in the back of the head, I started to see black spots,
then nothing. All I hear splash, it was so fucking cold, I sprung up, looked
at my arm remembering that it got cut, it was stitched up, I looked at my
trainer,
Which was my uncle "who did this" "Don't worry, I called
the doctor before waking you up" "Oh okay thank you" "you're welcome kid". I got up and walked over to the the window and sat. It was raining,
people were running into the buildings to stay dry.
I watched this one family play in the rain, the little boy has such a huge smile on his face, the mom and dad laughing, me and my thoughts fading back. I miss them, I was there when they died. I guess my dad owed this man a lot of money and he didn't have it. So the man pulled his
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When Two Hearts Meet
FanfictionBailey is trying to leave the Mafia and get away from her family and take her sister with her Liam Is trying to get revenge for his Parents Deaths what happens when the two Cross Paths will love Occur or will they Destroy each other
