Hidden Truths

Chapter 8

Running my hand through my hair, I glared at my family.

After dinner and a lot of persuading, my mother finally agreed to allow me to attend the fighting match I wanted to take part in. However, Liam was coming with me.

He had ran upstairs and pulled on a hoodie which covered his face, but it made him look a little sketchy. I had worn come sweatpants and a hoodie over a large t-shirt. I used a clothe to cover my feminine assets. The hood of my hoodie also covered my face and my hair was tucked into my hoodie.

Now, let me get back to why I'm glaring at my family. They are laughing at me telling me I look ridiculous. I thought they're meant to be supporting me?

I shook my head and stomped out the house and towards a random car. I heard footsteps behind me and the car unlocking. Obviously Liam couldn't let me drive. Instead of arguing, I slipped into the passenger seat and scowled at him once he was inside the car.

"Calm down grouchy." Liam said putting his hands up in surrender. Before Liam could start the car, the rest of my family had surrounded it. Were going to be late!

"Now look here, I want no blood or any injuries on you." my mother warned me pointing her finger at me. "If there is so much as a scratch on your body, I swear I will hunt that bastard down and claw his eyes out."

"Language." my farther reprimanded my mum. She rolled her eyes at him and continued to look at me with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Don't worry mum, that so called bastard won't be that hard to track down since he'd be in the local graveyard of he puts a scratch on my little sister." Liam assured my mum pulling me in a sideways hug.

"And then after mum claws his eyes, I'm going to make him wear bright neon clothes and make it look like to the world that he was a vampire." Nat added.

"I'll just bail you all out of prison after it's all over shall I?" my farther questioned with a grin on his face. We all laughed a little when I remembered why we were thinking about all this in the first place and ordered everyone to move so we could move out the garage.

Moments after hitting the road, the building comes into view because of Liam's constant speeding. I literally jump out the car once it parks and run towards the back where I'd found out the competitors enter through with Liam hot on my tail.

Once I reach the metal door, a guard stops me in my tracks and I have to explain why I am here. After I tell him I'm here to enter a fight, he laughs at me after checking my form. Liam is still behind me and I know he wants to intervene but before he can, I grab the man's hand and toss him over my shoulder. I see that Liam had stepped back a little, but caught the man by his shoulders to stop his face from hitting the floor.

"Gosh you're heavy." I commented while I messages my shoulder. Liam chuckled and the man stood up again and allowed me to enter, but first made me fill out a form to say that I wouldn't blame the arena for any injuries. I signed using my fighting name: Crusher. I know it's a little cliche and manly, but it wasn't me who thought of it. It was actually Liam's fighting name which he kind of allowed me and Nat to use.

I trotted inside with Liam trailing behind. We had to explain that Liam was with me and ended up saying that he was my, which in a way, he was.

"Ready?" Liam asked as the fight which had been currently running ended and chants saying 'Evan, Evan' became more prominent.

"No." I answered starting to feel slightly anxious. Liam sighed.

"Look, you lost one fight. That doesn't mean you'll lose every fight. Remember when you first started, you lost quite a bit, but that just fuelled you more. That's how you became even better." Liam spoke softly and I smiled at him thanking him silently. I heard the announcement for my opponents name and them cheering. That's when I felt it, that surge of energy, that craving that I wanted to be the one people were cheering for. My name was announced and I waved bye to Liam and ran onto the fighting ring. The crowd wasn't cheering as loudly, just some polite people were cheering for me. Oh god, thank you for creating polite people in this world or else it would've been silent and really not very nice.