Fighter

Chapter 70: Dinner With Rousey

I couldn't believe it!! Going to dinner with Ronda!! She's my role model and she's taking me out to dinner! I was so excited and I couldn't believe it. I looked at her and smiled and she smiled back. She drove until we got to this nice restaurant that had a bar. We both got out and went in. I guess she liked alcohol a lot. We both sat at the bar, side by side. She ordered the drinks and shots. I downed the shots no problem.

"So I wanted to take you to dinner and I wanted you to know that I appreciated your fighting skills. Out of all the people I have fought, I've never come up against someone like you." She stated with a smile. I just died inside with happiness. Ronda Rousey likes my fighting skills?! What the fuck is this day?! This is just fucking crazy. I quickly drank my whiskey. "Really?? I'm glad you liked it! I worked my ass off to get where I am." I replied, super excitedly. "That's awesome. Most people in mma haven't had to work their asses off. They've got their family and sponsors and shit. I started from the bottom of the barrel." She said, sounding more serious. That subject seemed to piss her off. Like people don't know what it's like to work that hard. I nodded in agreement.

"I was a drug addict, living, well still living, in a shit hole apartment with barely enough money to pay rent. Not even enough for food. Sometimes my brother Brendan would help us out but it always made me feel bad. So that was me before I sobered up and got back into fighting" I opened up. I knew what it was like to start from scratch. I knew what it was like to lose everything you had and have to get it all back. I have money now and I will not allow myself to fuck this all up for me and my family. "You're strong as hell to be able to do that." She replied. I downed my whiskey by now. I ordered myself another.

"Well, I think you're good enough, I wondered if you wanted me to help you get into UFC. I'll have to pull some strings but I can get you in, yeah?" She asked smiling. I froze for a second. I couldn't believe what she was saying. Me? UFC? Fucking insane! I could do what I loved to do and make more money and help out Tommy and Naomi! I nodded furiously. "Yes!! Yes, I would love to!" I said excitedly. It still hasn't quite settled in. This is an opportunity of a lifetime! I hoped it wasn't a dream. We drank our last drop of whiskey and she took me home. Before I went back into the hotel she gave me her number so I could contact her and vise versa.

I walked into the apartment. I jumped up and down and fists pumping in the air before I said anything, "GUYS, I HAVE BIG NEWS" I yelled excited as hell.