Not Always A Happy Ending

Chapter Seven - Nice To Meet You

Chapter Seven - Nice To Meet You

---KingsLee's POV---

As I walked over to her I did so quietly trying to just observe her and see if she would move the shirt from her mouth so I could see her whole face. Once I got closer to her about five feet away from the truck she looked up, she was about to say something but then stopped herself. She put the shirt more over her face and all I can think is, that bloody shirt can't smell good. But on the other hand I still approach her. " What do you want?" She harshly asked making me look down and chuckle a bit once I am at the truck. " Um, I don't really know." I said truthfully. She looked at me oddly for a moment but then she put on a hard look. " Well if you are here to talk to me about your sister I'd brather you just leave me alone." She tells me turning back to her phone. " No, I wasn't going to." I said with an amused sound in my voice. She looks at me again and then rolls her eyes locking her phone putting it next to her and then turns away from me. I tried to see her face but before I knew it she was tieing the bandana around her head. She turned back to me and jumped off of the bed of the truck only then did I realize how short she actually short she was. She seemed about 5'1' or 5'2' at most 5'3' but me being as tall as I am tower over her putting her in full shade. She looks up at me with expectant eyes. " Then what do you want?" She asked me in a hard tone. " I don't know exactly. Maybe I want to get to know you?" I said but more like a statement than a question. " How about no." She says making me chuckle a bit at her stubborn and harshness. " How about we play 20 questions?" I asked in a humored tone leaving on the truck. " Did you just hear me? I said no, so can you leave now?" She asked but she put it more as a demanded for me to leave than anything. " Nope," I popped the 'P' sound. " Not until you answer some questions of mine." I say with a smirk as she just glares at me and then copies my movements and leans on the truck but then grabs her phone flipping through some kind of social media thing.

"Shoot." She says, I didn't really know what she meant but I took it as she told me to ask away. 

"When did you get into underground fighting?" I asked 

she didn't even hesitate to answer. " About a year ago and a half ago maybe two." She says still flipping through her phone which illuminates multi-colors on her face as she scrolls.

 " How long have you been fighting for?" I asked. Again she doesn't hesitate.

 " Only a couple of months." She says sounding a bit bored. So I go faster with my questions.

 " How many fights have you been in?"  I asked.

 " 3" She says not missing a beat. 

" How many fights have you lost?" 

" None."

My smirk depends.

 " How old are you?" 

" Doesn't matter." 

"How many friends you got?"

" How does that relate?"She asked looking at me confused.

" Just answer the question." I say then she looks back at her phone scrolling again. 

"It doesn't matter." 

" Okay then what is your favorite color?" 

" Black." 

"Whats your lucky number?"

"2" She says with a sigh.

I asked her some more random questions quickly then I rolled the dice at asking her the one question I have been dying to asked. " What's your name?" I asked just as quickly as I asked all the other questions.

" Ha-" She stopped her self. " Katara." She fixes herself. 

" See I knew you where lying." I say as I fix my position ready to walk away. "So what?" She says with a bitter tone. " I was just curious. You intrigue me." I say and then she looks at me, her eyebrows furrowed and she locks her phone putting it back on top of the truck as she crosses her arms as she turns to me. She clears her throat. "And why is that?" She asked almost in an amused tone. I shrug. " I actually have no idea. You just do." I say scratching the back of my head. I look at my watch to see that we have been talking for about 25-30 minutes possibly and remembered I have to go get my sister and take her home. " Anyways" I cut in right before she can say anything. " I have to go get my sister and take her home." I say and when I look back up she had her eyes closed and her body stiff. " Tell her I said sorry." She says. " Nah your fine. It's not the first bad fight she's had. Just the first fight she had lost to a new-bee." I tell her as I turn around to walk away but then I stop and look at her again. " By the way nice to meet you person I don't know the actual name to." I say with a little sarcasm. She chuckles a bit jumping back onto the bed of the truck. " Nice to meet you too jackass- I mean KinsLee." She says with an amused voice. We both laugh a bit and I turn to leave this time actually going into the building and go through all the people and head to my sisters dressing room. 

When I get there I knock on the door and wait for the word to come in. When I hear Kinsley say to come in I open the door. She is trying to sit up but I head over to her and help her instead since the scrunched up face she is making, makes me think she can't do it so easily by herself. " I was almost asleep. Why where you taking so long?" She asked. " Sorry I got caught up talking to someone." I say and she rolls her eyes. " Of course you did. Help me up?" She asked holding out her hands. I grabbed her body instead picking her up bridle style and then ease her down into a standing position. " School tomorrow is going to suck." She says as she winces with every movement and holds her midsection. " Haha you are funny," I say sarcastically. " you are not going to school like that!" I say simply. She looks at me. "Like hell I am not." She says. " Trust me, in the morning you aren't going to want to. You'll be hurting more than right now." I say knowing quite well. " True, but I can't miss my first week of school because of this." She says almost pleading. I give her a hard look. " No because we don't need anyone snooping around on us you know that." I say and she looks down. " Let's just go home please." She says as she goes to the door and leaving out the hallway. 

I make sure we didnt leave anything and then I turn off all of the lights and shutting the door behind me following my sister sometimes helping her walk around people. I helped her into the car and then drove home. She was quickly asleep and so I drove around a little longer mostly just lost in some thoughts. I wonder if this 'Katara' chick went to the school I will be going to tomorrow. I mean she seemed too young to be out of school but I couldn't totally tell from her always hiding her face. I guess I will figure it out then. I mean she will have bruises and some gashes on her face so how well can she hide that?

Authors Note:

Hey guys! I hope you guys liked this chapter, I'm sorry it was short but I wanted to do the next chapter for the school setting instead of making this one either super long or putting it into 2 different parts. Love you guys! Thank you for reading!

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