A Shot At Love [MFBTY- Bizzy AMBW]

Chapter 11

Bizzy's POV:

The bell ending the third round chimes and I take my spot in my corner. I can take this guy out in one more round; I have this fight in the bag. My pep talk is interrupted by the crowd laughing. I turn my head in time to see a drenched Mo lunge for Veronica, but JK grabs her in mid-air and holds her back.

What has gotten into her? Is she really so jealous that she'll attack my childhood best friend?

The security guards come to the scene. Veronica says something and then points to Mo. By the looks of it Mo is frustrated; Veronica must be speaking korean. JK, Tasha and Mrs. Reid are arguing with the security guards. They ignore Tasha, Mrs. Reid and JK and drag Mo away.

I watch in disgust as people are throwing food and racial slurs at her. The judges call the referee over. As they exchange words, I glance over to Veronica who has a smug look on her face. She couldn't have started this? Could she have?

The referee walks back into the center and holds the microphone to his mouth. "Due to the distraction, the fight is postponed for 15 minutes." The arena erupts in chaos from the dissatisfied spectators. I am beyond piss as I climb out of the ring.

"Where is she?" I say through clenched teeth.

JK looks at me worried. "You better not hurt her. I don't care if you are the undefeated boxing champion; I will kick your ass."

"She's in the holding room downstairs." Mrs. Reid says. "Go get your girl!" Tasha and JK glare at her. "What? Was it something I said?" She mumbles to herself.

Veronica comes along side me. "Joon Young" she says calling me by my real name. "I accidentally spilled my drink on your friend, and she starts saying racial insults at me. I apologized, but she tried to attack me! Look at the damage she's done here! You've worked so hard to reach this part..."

I'm beyond frustrated. I cut Veronica off. "I get it! I'll go talk to her."

I run downstairs just as a few men are being detainted. The security office is in my view 3 minutes later. "I need to talk with her." The guard nods and unlocks the door, pushing it open for me. I'm taken back by Mo crying her eyes out in the corner.

She looks as if she wants to run into my arms, but she's holding herself back. My arms also are itching to hold her, comfort her and tell her everything is gonna work out. But I stayed glued to my spot indifferent.

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I'm fuming in anger. "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING, MO?! I'VE WORKED HARD TO GET TO THIS POINT AND YOU ALMOST COST ME THE FIGHT!"

Mo stands there in shock at my accusation and for the first time I hear her yell. "ME? I DID NOTHING WRONG! YOUR FRIEND STARTED IT!" How dare she scoff at me. "Some boyfriend you are! You're supposed to be on my side, babe! You promised to protect me... "

"What was I thinking? This obviously isn't going to work between us." I say more so to myself.

"What the hell does that mean, Bizzy?!" Mo clenched her teeth in bitter frustration. "You're blaming me when you don't even know the full story."

I scoffed. She must think I was born yesterday. "Veronica told me what you did and said to her. How could you say those degrading words to her? You of all people should know the damages caused by racism!"

Mo looks at me through the slits in her eyes. "Wow! You've got to be kidding me!? Not once did I disrespect her like she did to me." She scoffs. "Thank you for disappointing me!" She claps un-enthusiastically.

She throws her words around carelessly and without much thought. I'm not in the mood for her sarcasm today. I very well may explode. I'm fighting for my grandmother. How dare she disrupt something so precious. "WELL THEN MAYBE WE SHOULD BREAK UP, SINCE I'M NOT LIVING UP TO YOUR EXPECTATIONS!"

She gasps and softens her tone, but I'm done listening. "What? No! That's not what I meant, Bizzy..."

I walk over to the door, but don't spare Mo a final glance. With each step my heart is breaking. I love her. How could she be so selfish? "I have a fight to win. It's over between us!"

I'm quite surprised when Mo screams at me. "JOON YOUNG, IF YOU WALK OUT THAT DOOR..." Whatever! The fight is about to start. I bang on the door and a guard opens it. I slam the door in her face. She bangs on it like a mad woman. "...I WON'T BE HERE WHEN YOU RETURN!!!"

Yeah, we'll see...

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I return to the fight ready to kill. One round down; one more to go. During the 4th quick intercession, a security guard comes up to JK, Tasha and Mrs. Reid. They exchange a few words. JK looks at me with his eyes wide with fear. They all follow after the guard, leaving me dumbstruck.

I feel Veronica watching me from the corners of my eye, but my thoughts are on Mo. The bell dings and I'm jarred back into reality. My opponent Vladimir Stroganoff looks at Veronica and winks. That sets me over the edge. I perform a 6 hit combo and knock Vladimir out cold.

The referee checks Vladimir and declares me the winner. The crowd roars to life. "I introduce to you the boxing champion, Park Joon Young!" He holds up my arm, and I feel as if this moment will last forever, but my happiness is snuffed out. "Despite the incident in and out of the arena, Mr. Park remains the undefeated champion!"

"What are you talking about? What happened outside?" I whisper to him.

He puts the mic down and turns to me with a sad smile. "Your friend was attacked twice and rushed to the emergency room." I took off with Veronica on my heel. When we got to the front of the building I heard Veronica gasp. There in front of us was a pool of blood.

Police cars and news reporters were already on the scene. A group of men were being detained. One of the guards approached me. He glared at Veronica, and then turned towards me. "Your friend is enroute to the hospital."

"What the hell happened here?" Veronica choked out. She was crying, but I didn't understand why.

The guard cut his eye at her but continued to address me. "A group of drunken men gathered out front and waited for her to leave. She was already wounded from the first attack. So when this second attack happened she was stabbed again. Your friend lost a significant amount of blood."

I felt my world crumble before my feet. Yet they had enough strength to carry me to my beloved.

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The nurses wouldn't let anyone in to see Mo, but they did tell us that she suffers from 2 infected gashes on her arm, a slight concussion and blood loss. They were currently out of her blood type and asked any of us if we were a match. I thanked God above when I was a perfect donor for Mo.

They took me to her room and the sight of Mo hooked up to machines broke my heart. "Is she sleeping?" I thought she'd be awake.

"No, sir." The nurse stuck a needle in me and connected the i.v. to Mo. "She was unconscious when they brought her in. I'm going to bring you some snacks. I'll be right back." As she opened the door I heard yelling. It sounded like Tasha and Veronica, but I couldn't be sure.

I turned my attention back to Mo. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there to protect you. Forgive me for breaking my promise." My hand caressed her cheek. "I didn't think you needed to be protected from me, because I was willing to do everything in my power to protect you.

I love you, Monique. I love you so much. Seeing you in this state kills me. Even if we're far apart you'll always have a piece of me flowing in your heart." I kissed her lips and lingered above her for a while tracing her image into my mind. "I'm sorry." I left after the nurse returned.

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♡Song: ikon- Apology