The Love Of A Fighter

My Turn To Be Her Stalker

I woke up the next morning very sore and tired. I'm guessing it was because I hit a new mile mark yesterday. New workout, new feeling. Today was gonna be my first day to actually relax and chill for the first time in a while.....Or so I thought. For some reason I couldn't get that girl off my mind. Is it cause I was able to spot her out of all the girls that surround her at my fights? Is it cause she is beautiful and her body is perfect? Is it cause I always notice how beautiful her smile is when she looks at me in the ring? Okay I admit, I had a bit of a crush on her but too bad she is always running from me. This isn't fair. She could basically be my stalker but I can't even get to know who she is lol. Yeah I know I'm crazy. She's a stalker for a reason. Maybe she doesn't want me to find out but the games were over. I couldn't take it. Today I was gonna switch it up on her. I got ready for a regular match although I said it was my break day. I did this because I was 100% positive that she would be thee especially if I post it on social media. There was someway she always knew where to be and why right? Later that afternoon, there I am in the middle of round 6 of my fight in my corner. From the corner of my eyes I spotted her..Glossy Lips, glasses, short but not too short. Just beautiful. "This is my knockout round" I said to myself cause after this knockout I was gonna be on her ass just like she has been on mine. Soon as the ref said to fight, I rushed in for my hits. Less than halfway into the round I knocked out my opponent with a 3-Piece. Jab, cross, and a hook. I didn't stay around for the fans as I saw her walk away. I think she got a glimpse of me leaving because she was rushing. I was parked out back so I ran to my car and drove up behind the mysterious ladie's car. I saw her coming out the building watching her back rushing so I quickly ducked. "This is gonna be a long day" I said to myself. I didn't follow her till a minute before she pulled off. I knew she wouldn't be paying attention because she was in a rush to get wherever she was going. I followed her to an empty parking garage where she parked up next to a small car. Yeah, it wasn't just a random car like you're probably thinking. It was on and ready to go. She got out to the car and walked over to the driver's door. She took out a camera and gave it to a guy that was sitting in the car. He drove off after and she then got into her car and drove away. As I'm following her, I'm thinking to myself "Why does she pass over a camera" "Is she a cop" "Is she press". I ain't know what to think of her now. I followed her to a club. Guess she liked to party but it was her club so she was gonna be in there for the night. I thought since I never actually party, I'd go in there too. The rest of the night I watched her party and dance. This is a club. It's public so I made my way towards her. I had to front like I was dancing and then I bumped into her. She then looked at me, gasped and ran to the table for a drink. I sat next to her and thought of a way to start a conversation. I told the waitress to put her drink on my tab. She thanked me and asked for my name. She told me hers was Anestacia. We had a couple of talks and drinks. She had acted as if she didn't know that I was a boxer and then I brought up the real reason why I was here.

Me: I seen you around and wanted to know why are you like stalking me.
Her: Honestly I'm just a big fan and I could stop if you want.
Me: Nahh it's okay, I like that a female finds some type of interest in me that she had to follow me around.

I then asked her if she wanted to go dance. She agreed and when we got to the dancefloor, that's when the real freakiness began. Caribbean music started to fill the speakers and now I definitely wanted to dance with her. Those danced were everything as I grinned against her as I'm holding her waist. She looked at me with the most freakiest face as she slowly grinded against me. I usually don't worry about having fun with girls or having fun in general cause boxing took over my life. Tonight was the best night of my life. I was gonna try to make it even better if you know what I mean. After a couple of dances, we left the club. I asked if she wanted to come back to my crib for some drinks. She got close to me, had me thinking I was gonna get a kiss but instead she whispered in my ear "Don't push your luck". I was a bit disappointed but I said okay, gave her a hug and she left off in her car. She had drooped something on the floor and when I looked it was a picture of me with the location of my boxing gym on it. Okay a fan wanting to keep the address of where I train? Seemed weird to me. I didn't even get a number. I will see her again I thought to myself. For the night I just went home and reminisced about the night over and over until I fell asleep.
.......It was great