Sofia Anastasia Chapman.
I bite my lip, helping Tristan back home. As soon we get in, i slap him across the face. "What the fuck was all that about? I spat. He smirked. "I'm sorry baby. You know those girls mean nothing to me. You're the one i want." He said smirking. I open my mouth to say something, but shut up, there's no point. He'll win, again. I sighed. I hugged him tightly, as he wrapped his arms around me. "I'm sorry.. I love you, y'know. " I smiled lightly. "I love you too." I whispered. I really do.. or did. But there was someone else on my mind, and that person was Jason. I sighed.
Jason McCann.
I punched the punching bag, as my trainer Alex yelled shit at me. "C'mon Jase, you can punch harder than that! Take your anger out on this! What's got you mad? Girls? Guys? Sluts? Take it out on it!" He yelled. I burned with anger, as i punched it hard breaking the bag as it fell down from the metal. I breathed heavily, as sweat dripped from my forehead. "Now Jason, remember Joseph? He'll be fighting you, as training. I've booked a fight for you tonight." He said as i nodded. I started to punch and throw kicks at Joseph. I dropped him onto the floor, hitting him in the face. After a while, we finally stopped, as i wiped the sweat off my head. I started lifting weights, to build my guns up. "150.. 151..155..160." I breathed, putting it down. "I'm so pumped for tonight." I smirked. "Aight. You'll be fighting Ricardo Rodriguez." He told me, as i nodded. "He sounds bent." I chuckled as he did too. We sat down, and had a drink of beer and shared a few laughs.
Later on in the night.
I pack my towel, and grab a cold water, and a couple vodka's. I grab my leather jacket and shades. I walk down the stairs, as i see Sofia walking in. I simply ignore her, walking to the door when she stops me. "Where are you going?" I roll my eyes. "Why do you need to know?" I say, clenching my fists. "Because I'm alone in the house." She said softly. I sighed. "You have the cooks, and maids." I replied. "I know but it's not the same." She spoke quietly. One part of me wants to walk upto her and say sorry. Another part of me wants to just leave. I sighed again. "I'm just going to see some.. friends tonight. And I have a fight tonight. I'll be back at around 2 or 3." I said, staring at her. Her eyes widened as she looked at me. "A fight? No Jason, what if you get hurt?" She panicked. "Will you calm your ass? I've had training and i've done this before, it'll be fine. Plus why should you care, just go running back to your little boyfriend. You have your own life and i have mine remember?" I spat, walking out. I got into my car driving.
Sofia Anastasia Chapman.
I stood there, shocked. What the hell? I came back to make things alright but i guess he really did get mad. I feel guilt come onto me, as i ran upto my room. Weirdly, it felt like a part of my heart was missing. I cuddled into a pillow, as i felt myself tear up. Then i realize. My feelings for Jason were growing, but i can't let them grow because i'm in love with Tristan. But then.. what if my feelings for Jason was stronger than Tristans, and what if my feelings for Tristan were slowly fading..?
