( Serina Clark)
Andrew
"Fuuck," I said as spit blood on the floor as I reached up to rub my jaw. "Awee, did I hurt the baby" my instructor Enron said as he threw another punch at me aiming for my ribs. " Oooh you wanna go home" he hit me in the jaw again making me cry out in pain. "Stop being a little bitch fight back kid" he does a roundhouse kick causing me to hit the ground.I get up quickly back into my position. "Come on Andy, you better start fighting back or Imma gonna fuck your ass up." He throws another punch but I quickly dodge it, grab his arm twist it around, knee him in the stomach and flip him upside down making sure he landed on his face. "Better," I said walking away to get Ice. " hell yea before you fought like shit" his raspy tired voice followed me, looking back to see his ass still on the ground trying to catch his breath.
I grab two bags of ice, placing one on my head and one on my chest. I winced at the cold bag touching my body. "Aye Andy, what the hell happen to you, why where you so distracted" he stared at me waiting for me to answer as he guzzled his water. "I don't know," I tell him shrugging my shoulders. "Whatever, lock up when you're done" he grabs his bag, leaving the building. I get up going to the punching bag, put on "Rambo" by Bryson tiller and went in. I started getting deeper in my thoughts trying to really understand why I was so distracted and when it clicked it made me mad. I punched harder and harder as I kept thinking about her, it's always her.
She was stuck in my head, her voice, smile, her nagging, and the main thing her soft lips. They were soft, plump tasting like strawberries and honey. When her lips where on mine I didn't know if I had it in me to actually stop kissing her, It was like shes drug and the one tasted I had makes me want more. More of her lips, more of her. "Why the fuck did I kiss her" "fuck" "fuck" I sit on the ground just thinking about the shit. I just don't know why she's the only thing on my mind.
I get up grabbing my bag, making sure to lock the door on the way out, getting into my car to go home. When I get there I see the living room and kitchen lights on. Walking in I smell pasta, going to the kitchen I see my mother dancing with Zavier. I lean against the door just watching in amusement, Zay was trying to twirl her around but he was too small, and she was laughing at his adorable little pout.
She quickly turns around and jumps. "Damnit Andrew, you scared the hell out of me" she walks up to me place a kiss on my cheek. "Sorry, so umm what are you doing home don't you have to work or something," I say as I sit down and grab an apple, she snatches it out of my hand placing it back where it was before.
"No, I actually have the rest of the month off so I'll be going to all your fights" "yay" yells Zay as he jumps into my lap grabbing my phone out of my pocket and starts playing games. "Okay" " now go and change clothes so we can eat as a family" she takes Zay off my lap telling him to finish is homework. I go upstairs to my room, stripping and getting into the shower. I let the hot water run down my face and back giving me some relief of my stress. Out of nowhere, she popped into my head causing me to turn my hot shower to cold. When I'm done I quickly run downstairs to see the table is set. We all sit down together, just having a random conversation. "Oh, Drew I forgot to tell you I got Zay a baby sitter since you're always busy. I'm gonna need a little help around the house and I don't want you to stress or worry" "I'm not that busy and I'm very stress-free, I can help" "no it's fine she'll be over tomorrow" "who" " Jacquelyn".......
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Her silver lining(editing)(on hold)
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