Hidden Truths

Chapter 11

*Sorry I skipped the fight scene... I don't actually know if people want fighting scenes in this... If you do, please comment*

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This Chapter is dedicated to cano0201 for the awesome new cover!!!

I wiped the sweat which was trickling down my face and shook hands with my opponent who wasn't really that beat up. We both walked off the opposite sides of the fighting stage and I literally pushed and shoved my way off blending in with the audience on my way out as they all started to race off to collect their money.

Once I reached the exit I use, I decided to go straight out and head home so I could have a nice cool shower.

As I stepped out, I noticed that the guard had disappeared and the night was becoming slightly cooler. Hugging my hoodie closer to me, I started to mindlessly wonder over to my car when I noticed a truck supporting a masked figures body in the back. I recognised that it was Aristo by the t-shirt which is seen him pull on after his fight.

I knocked my hand against the cold hard metal and Aristo slightly move his head towards me.

"How can I help you?" he asked and although I couldn't see the smile on his face, I felt it through his voice. Using that sentence as code for 'Come on up and join me.', I jumped up onto the truck and latex myself down next to him becoming comfy.

"What you doing?" I asked as I looked up at the stars curiously. They seemed so bright and sparky. I know that isn't a very good description as most of the time stars are 'bright and sparkly', but they just were.

"I'm diving of a cliff in Antartica. How 'bout you?" I glanced at him for the smart-ass reply.

"Oh? I'm laying in the back of a truck talking to your hologram then..." Aristo chuckled. After a moment of silence I spoke again.

"I meant to say what are you doing here? Like what are you thinking kinda thing..."

"Oh? Nothing really. Just laying down thinking of random things." he replied calmly. After that, we both just payed there silently.

I know what you're thinking, it isn't exactly the safest thing to do with a complete stranger, but...okay, I got no but...oh well...

"So technically you're not doing nothing." I snobbish lay pointed out. The masked fighter gave a throaty chuckle before being silent again.

"Do you like stargazing?" he questioned after a moment of silence.

"Yeah, but I prefer to watch clouds. You?"

"Really? Why's that? And yeah, I like stargazing, but I'm not an expert or anything."

"I dunno. I guess my reasons pretty childish. I like to make shapes out of the clouds and imagine a story."

"Wow... You can even do that with stars." he took a pause and stared at the sky. "There. It looks like a donkey with two heads."

"No. It looks like a horse with five legs." I shook my head.

Seconds turned into minutes as we searched for shapes in the sky laughing and arguing about what we found.

"That one looks like a pig." he pointed.

"So it looks like you?" I asked holding back a grin behind my balaclava.

"Ha ha, very funny." he deadpanned.

We continued talking for a while I learned that he's in his last year I high school and actually enjoys learning which just shows you shouldn't judge people. The reason he got into fighting was because it was a bet then got kinda addicted to it. Something pretty shallow is what he thinks, but I understand where he comes from. The reasons he doesn't show the world is exactly the same reasons as mine because he's from a well respected family and he doesn't want to bring their business down. The difference is his family doesn't know he's ever been street-fighting.