Fighter

Chapter 16

I was still fuming from the threat Clarkson gave me. Honestly him and 'Killer' can go stuff their stupid threats up their asses.

I was having such a nice day with Darron well aside from earlier, then they had to ruin it. He deserved more than a punch but I took it easy on him. Though when I did punch him everyone was so shocked. Wonder why?

"You okay Tori?" Caleb asked hesitantly.  I sighed and nodded, not uttering a word. I chugged down the rest of my soda and gave them the best fake smile I could muster.

I wonder where Darron is? He's been gone for about 15 minutes now. Why did he leave so suddenly? I will have to ask him later.

"We're sorry about Clarkson. We're not allies so of course he's going to be hostile towards you as well. But damn girl you got him good." Dalton said while exaggerating the 'damn girl' like one of those girls who are over dramatic.

"Why was everyone so surprised I just punched him?" It was confusing, it's like they've never seen someone being punched before.

"We're seriously impressed. Clarkson is one of the toughest fighters here, no one can usually land a punch on him without him dodging it but you gave it to him like it was nothing." Dalton said with a proud look in his eyes. I don't know why but I just keep getting a feeling where I needed to be impressive. Stupid.

I looked over at Foster and he was awfully quiet. He was sitting at a bar stool a little ways from us. I excused myself and walked over to him. I sat down and saw he was just staring ahead of him.

"You okay Foster?" No response.

"Foster answer me please." I pushed, he usually isn't so quiet. I placed my hand on his shoulder and he instantly tensed. "Don't." He whispered loud enough for me hear.

"What?" I asked dumbfounded. He quickly stood up causing my hand to go back to my side. My eyes were wide when I saw the glare he gave me. "What's wrong Foster? What did I do?" To be honest I was terrified looking at Foster like this. I didn't show it but, I was.

"Don't touch me!" He yelled, my breath hitched at the venom lacing his voice. "What did I do!" I yelled at him. Why was he so mad at me for just touching him. "Just don't touch me please." He whimpered towards the end. Suddenly all my anger disappeared, now I was full of concern for him.

"Fost-" A hand on my shoulder cut me off. I looked up to an upset Caleb. I looked over at Foster, to see Dalton taking him out of the building.

"What did I do Caleb?" I didn't mean to offend Foster even though I don't know how I did. "It wasn't you Tori. Don't take what he said personally, something from his past just resurfaced and that's what happens if it does." I silently nodded but still felt guilty.

What happened to Foster to make him act like that?

Caleb left with the guys an hour back. So here I was sitting on a bar stool surrounded by sweaty body's with my nose scrunching up at the horrid smells intoxicating it.

I still don't know where Darron was and I wanted him here so badly or anyone I knew for that matter.

I was getting really irritated with the couple next to me who were practically eating each other's faces off. What really broke me was when they literally pushed me off of my chair. So I quickly poured the rest of my drink on them and walked away ignoring they're curses.

The fight was about to start so I made my way to the front. I stood there waiting patiently just looking across the room to watch all the different characters in this one building.

When the announcer finally climbed into the ring I was practically doing a happy dance in my head I am not the most patient person in this world.

He introduced the fighters once they came up. The first guy was a huge guy who was just basically muscle. He had blonde hair that you could tell were bleached and awful tattoos running across his whole body.