Lingerie • jariana

T w e n t y - N i n e

Justin ;

"You ready?," Ryan asked, giving me my mouth guard. I put it in my mouth.

I nodded, standing to my feet.

"Now remember, you beat this guy, you get grand champion, and 500,000 dollars," Chaz says, taking the towel from around my neck.

I was at a fight.

It's how I blew off steam, I was the best. They called me Kidrauhl.

And if I won today, I'd be known for being the best, plus.. I'd get 500 grand.

There he was.

Adam Von Rothfelder.

The Killa is what they called him.

"Alright, shake hands," the ref said, so we did. Very shortly, then returned to our corners.

"Killa you ready?," the ref asked.

He nodded.

"Kidrauhl you ready?," he turned to me.

I nodded once.

"Fight!," the bell signaled us to start.

He bounced back and forth on his feet, as did I, moving closer to him.

He took a swing, missing me,

I chuckled.

He ran at me, grabbing my waist, picking me up, slamming onto the floor.

I got up, shaking it off.

I kicked him in the stomach, making him huff out a short breath. I punched twice, hitting him both times in the face.

I kicked the side of his leg, making him lose balance, but regain it quickly. I needed to get him down, so I could beat the shit out of him.

But he was tough.

But then again, I was Kidrauhl, and I was tougher.

I felt his fist connect with my jaw, making my head fall back. I looked back at him, and backed away a bit.

He smirked.

Let him think I'm scared, I'll beat the fuck out of this prick.

I got closer, and took two swings, missing the first, I made him fall the second, the blow to his throat.

I kicked him in the side, I got on top of him, throwing various punches. He tried blocking, he got me off, him on top of me.

I used all my strength to push him off, but he only was pushed back some. He stood to his feet, he bent down to pick me up by the waist.

I wrapped my legs around his neck, locking them in place, I began choking him.

His face was turning red, and I smirked.

He fell to his knees, gasping for breath, as he tried to pry my legs off of him. I wasn't giving in.

He took one punch to my balls, and I groaned, I released my legs, holding my region in pain.

But then he fell beside me, gasping for breath. I took every bit of strength I had left, to get on my knees, and take one last blow.

Right to his jaw, I knocked him to the ground. And his eyes were shut. The ref went on one knee counting.

"1... 2... 3!," he smacked his hand against the mat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your new champion, Kidrauhl!," the ref said in the mix.

Everyone cheered and screamed, and I smiled. Yeah that's right, I'm the baddest here bitches.

They handed me a gold medal, a pair of gold gloves with my stage name on each wrist. And my check, for 500 grand.

I looked out to the crowd, and my mind was soaring with amazement, and happiness.

But my heart was numb.

And one thing stood out the most, one thing was missing.

Ariana.

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Another chapter, now you know what Justin's been up to, he's a fighter 😊 grand champion at that. Hope you liked it!

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