I wake up on the floor of the basement covered in blood.
Flashbacks of what happened last night played in my head.
I slowly get up and start climbing the stairs by holding onto the wall.
Dad took down the railing because he thought he could use it as a punishment.
I get up the stairs and the doors wide open.
I look left and right to make sure nobody's around to see me.
I walk as fast as I can which isn't very fast towards the bathroom. Shutting the door behind me. I take in my appearance from the mirror in front of me.
The front of me there isn't much difference only a few for bruises to add to the collection. The one thing that I don't like is my back. Let's just say it's something you would never think to see. More whip marks but this time my there covered with dry blood. Surrounding the wounds are different shades of black, blue and purple.
I grab my old rugged wash brush and hop in the shower. I bite my lip as I brush the washing brush against my back, slowly cleansing my cuts. I wash the blood out of my hair using only water as I properly washed my hair yesterday and I don't want my hair to go all straw like. After I watch the last bit of blood flow down my leg and down the drain I hop out and put my brush back into the cupboard. I grab my white blood stained towel before walking out of the bathroom, checking each corner for my dad's appearance. Looking at the clock on the digital clock on the shelf in the hall it reads 5:27pm.
Great is all I could think. I was knocked out all day not that that's a high score because once I was knocked out for a few days because of none stop beatings.
I finally get to my room and open the door.
My room consists of a bed, bed side draws, a desk and chair in the corner of the room and a built in wardrobe.
I walk over to my wardrobe and open it. I drop my towel before I pick out my black converse, tights, black sports bra and black jacket and put them on. I then walk over to my bedside table and pull out my cat mask. I leave my hair out to dry cause nobody got time for blow drying.
I walk over to my window and open it. I put my mask on and jump out the window. Time to Fight.
I walk down the road for about 20 minutes before i come face to face with the 'Get Fit' gym. I walk inside and down to the basement to be greeted by Cody my manager. Cody is like a brother to me. Brother by heart not by blood we tell people. We hug and kiss each other's cheek.
"Get me a fight Bruv" I demand
"k" he says as he turns and walks towards the announcer.
The announcer nods before announcing.
Next up will be Lord and Axel he shouts through the microphone. Axel must be new here as I've never heard of him before. I walk up the ring before ducking under, ignoring the pain of my ribs.
Axel jumps over the rings ropes trying to play it cool. He takes off his jacket and I come face to face with Alex Hunter the schools bad boy and the annoying one from yesterday. I sign and get into my fighting stance.
The announcer points to me
"Lord" he yells *crowd goes wild
The announcer turns to Alex
"Axel" he yells *people look at him confused but still a few woos and claps
The announcer blows the horn before stepping out of the ring.
"Lord is a low name by the way" Alex yells across the ring
I put on a low voice before answering
"That's not my actual name though it's just the name they call me" I answer
He looks a bit taken back by what I said but immediately shakes it off before taking a step forward.
His right arm pulls back as he tries to punch me. I duck and double punch him in the stomach making him take a step back. He recovers in a matter of seconds but that's not fast enough. Before he can even turn around I kick him in the back of the knees making him fall to the ground. I pull him into a head lock and punch him in the side of the head knocking him out.
I let him go making him face plant on the floor and lift my arm into the air to say that I'm the winner. I hop out of the ring to collect my $500. I turn around to see Sam and Max pull Alex out of the ring. I quickly say bye to Cody and walk out the front doors and head home. Half way home it starts raining.
I take my mask and hoodie off and tucked them under my arm, mask inside the hoodie. Yes I know that anyone could see me taking my mask of but to be honest, if the approached me I would just knock them out and run. It's not like they're going to try and kidnap me I mean who would dare.
I get home and walk around to the side and jump back in through my window. I put my mask back into my bedside draws and hoodie into my washing basket. I take my shoes off by my window and plop onto my bed. i tuck myself into the covers and wait as sleep takes over.
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The Bad Boys Street Fighter Nerd
RomanceI can't tell anyone about my life, how my father abuses me, how I've tried to commit suicide, how I'm an undefeated street fighter. Even if I wanted to tell someone they'd only just end up dead like Jacob. That's until a certain football hits me i...
