Love, Live, Punch...

Fights & Love... Not a good combination.

Joe's POV-

I got back and shut the door. I was in a secret realtionship, and it felt amazing. Drama would be entering my life. I was with my enemy gangs gang leader. It was thrilling. And she was such a good kisser. She was one of those kissers that just one peck would make you want to rip their clothes off. Not like I would on the first date. I left about midnight and returned here. My phone started ringing. I saw that it was Shawn.

"Hello?"

"Joe! You've finally answered your phone! I've been ringing you all night! Where have you been?" He practically shouted.

"Out. I'm a gang leader, I can do what I want." I countered.

"Well, sure, but you can tell us first! What if you'd been attacked by the enemy gang and their fit gang leader?"

"Fit? You thought she was fit?"

"Obviously, did you see her? Probably not, you were too busy being knocked out Chuck Norris style." I laughed at that, remembering what had happened earlier that night, "but, of course, you weren't attacked by her, and that's all that matters. Good night Joe,"

"Night." I said and then hung up. I was tired, so I went straight to bed. I slipped under the cold covers and waited for them to warm up. And then I fell asleep.

I woke up with a jerk. I had a nightmare where Heather went up to me, smiled and then shot me. Well, that's the basics of it. I got dressed and went downstairs. Shawn, Mikey and Dan were waiting for me.

"Morning, we have another fight today, maybe it will give you a chance to knock out Chuck Norris."