Strikes Of A Scarred Boy

Chapter 11

*Violence Warning*
If you are easily influenced by harsh violence I suggest that you do not read this part of the story.
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"You're a good soldier
Choosing your battles
Pick yourself up
And dust yourself off
Get back in the saddle

You're on the front line
Everyone's watching
You know it's serious
We're getting closer
This isn't over

The pressure's on
You feel it
But you got it all
Believe it"

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Carson drove home and got my boxing gloves and basket ball shorts.

Nothing else.

Raw fight.

I changed me and my friends walked into the boxing room at school.

"Baby" Carlos pet my cheek.

"I love you"

It's the first time he ever said it.

I smiled.

"I love you too"

He kissed me deeply.

"Enough of that you fags it's time to see if Mr.high and mighty is really all that!"

Peter yelled and the crowd cheered.

I pulled away from Carlos.

He had tears.

"Please don't do this. I know your strong but this guy has tricks"

I wiped his tears away

"I have to do it, I can't say I'll be fine, but this would at least stop him from ruining anymore of my life, it's something that I have to do"

He nodded.

I turned and stepped into the ring peter closed the door behind me.

I looked up at Damian and he smirked

"Nice knowing you kid"

He punched me in my jaw sending me flying to the ground.

"Well that hurt" I chuckled getting up and spitting out blood

He swung again and I ducked.
Again and again and I ducked.

I upper cut him.

He recovered fast and punched me in my jaw again. Then he kicked me in the ribs.

I dropped to the ground. And covered my head when he started swinging at me.

I managed to push up causing him to stumble.

I ran at him and continued to punch him in his stomach

He fell back and I got on him finally getting a punch to his face.

I stepped back.

He spat out blood then got up, he knocked me off my feet and continued to punch me.

I started to black out until I heard Carlos yelling.

"Get up! Dammit get up kya! This isn't your dad anymore!"

But my dad's always been bigger than me he's always done this to me. He's always used me strength against me.

Wait

That's it.

I'll use his size against him.

I kicked him as hard as I could in the nuts.

Stopping his punches. Kicked him in the face earning a crunch from his nose and punched him in his jaw and got up on my feet my head throbbing.

The students cheered. But I was more focused on the fight now.

He got up and charged at me. I bolted through his legs and kicked him from behind.

He fell forward.

"Yea baby!" I heard Carlos yell.

Damian wobbly got up and came at me again but I ran around the ring like playing cat and mouse

"Stay still you little shit!" Damian growled.

He grabbed my leg.

Just what I wanted

I let him drag me down.

I kicked him again in his face.

I went to get up but he stepped on my ankle. I groaned in pain feeling it fracture.

"Get off my fucking boyfriend!!! You said fair fucking play!!" I looked to the side to see 4 guys struggling to hold Carlos down.

You wonna play dirty? I can play dirty.

I rushed off my gloves and grabbed hold of his member twisting it.

He fell back groaning in pain.

I forced myself up ignoring the pain.

He got up and came at me. I tripped him and spun around kicking him as hard as I could. Blood leaking from his ear.

He fell.

He didn't move.

Peter ran into the ring.

"Oh good. He's just out cold"

And that's when all the pain rushed through me.

I looked at my battered blood stained body and up at Carlos and my friend who were now surrounding me.

It all felt like a dream

An endless dream

A dream that was soon over taken by a numbness and cold darkness.

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No kya!

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