I called Brendan in hopes to see if Tommy was with him. "Brendan? Is Tommy with you?" I asked as he answered the phone. "Yeah he is, what's going on?" He asked me. I just hung up the phone. He tried to call me back but I turned my phone off. I couldn't speak. I didn't know what to say or do. I was so angry but I was broken. I could not handle this at all. I was scared for my life and now I don't have Tommy when I need him.
I ran to the gym and I started training and letting my anger out. I saw someone in the corner of my eye and it looked like Joe. I freaked out and I looked around the gym. Nothing. I didn't see Joe. I freaked out and I just ran out of the gym. I didn't know what else to do. I was scared and I didn't want to see him again and I ran the whole way home. I was scared and out of breath. I walked into the house, locking the door and running up to my room where I felt safe. I sat on my bed and just froze.
For once in a long time I thought about getting high. I wanted to get high. I didn't want to feel or think or anything. I grab a pillow hugging it tightly. I cried silently into the pillow. I felt like I was losing my mind. I felt alone and unprotected. I could protect myself but not from him. I couldn't protect my family from him either.
I locked the door to my room, I was afraid he was going to come in my room. Joe was really really hard to get away from and he found me again. He fucking found me again! How the fuck did he find me? I could not leave this room. I felt somewhat safe here. I needed Tommy to come home. I needed him.
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Fighter
FanfictionThis story is about a small, fucked up family and a sisters family friend. They all happen to have a past of professional fighting. Tommy (One of the brothers) and Naomi (The family friend) begin to bond and find out that they have served together i...