Chapter 10: I know

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I know what was going on and I knew problems were gonna spark. I'm not sure what I can do about it. Right now I had to focus on training. I kept getting this bad feeling. Like something was wrong. I don't know what it is but I subdue it for training.

When I train, I build up all that pain and silenced suffering for the gym and the person across the cage. I save all of my anger and the feeling of breaking down for that girl looking to take my belt. When I do that, I fucking demolish that other person. When I remember all the disrespect, all the punches to the face, all the things I've done, all the pain I went through to be here today, it motivates me. It helps me punch harder, it helps me move quicker, it helps me remember who I am and what I can be. I fight for my family. I fight for me. I fight for the woman I love. No one's gonna take that from me.

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After a long grueling day training, I decide is time to try and talk to Naomi. I need to figure out what's going on. She hiding something and it looks like she hasn't talked to Tommy about it.

Ronda, Kian, and Koda were all outside playing kickball. Kian is a very playful kid. He makes all of us smile and in a way, keeps us sane. Before I could go upstairs and talk to Naomi, I could here her and Tommy arguing. There weren't yelling but they were loud enough for me to here. I couldn't tell what they were saying to each other but I had an obvious idea of what they were talking about.

Ronda came inside followed by Kian and Koda. Ronda smiled at me. Kian grabbed some water and went back outside with Koda. Ronda could hear Tommy and Naomi arguing as well.  Me and Ronda both went upstairs to our bedroom. I still couldn't understand what they were saying.

"What's going on with them?" Ronda broke the silence. "Naomi's drinking again. She stopped after Kian was born. I'm really scared it's gonna get bad again. She left to serve for 8 years and part of it was because she was getting bad. And then she came back worse. I don't want to see her like that again" I mumbled. It breaks my heart to know she's hurting but she won't tell me why. "She can get through it." Ronda reassured me. "I know she can, but she might not. And I keep getting this bad feeling and I don't know if it's about her or something else. Things are coming back into my head and it seems like the same is going on with her." I spoke and sat next to her on the bed.

"You're okay, right?" She asked. I could see the concern on her face. I'm not sure how to answer her question. I don't feel okay but everything is okay. At least I think so. "Im just over thinking, I'll be fine" I spoke quietly. "Don't do that. Don't shut me out." Ronda held my hand. "I'm just having a bit of a hard time up here" I said as I pointed to my head. I was thinking too much and I needed to focus. I can't stress right now.

Before Ronda could reply, I heard someone come out of the room. I got up and opened my door to see Tommy walk out and walk downstairs. I walked out of my room and into Naomi's. "Everything okay?" I asked and I tried to read her. She didn't answer. I sat next to her. "Please, tell me what's wrong." No answer. I wrapped my arms around her. "I really don't want you drinking again. I know whatever is going on, you're gonna get through it. Don't shut me out again...please" I spoke gently, giving her a soft hug before leaving the room. I could feel the sadness around her. I went back to my room and layed next to Ronda.

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