What's one more? (sequel to The Cut Only Gets Deeper)

Chapter 13

"Are you fucking kidding me? Thirty-five bucks a month for a gym membership. Fuck that". I toss the papers back onto the front desk and storm away.

"Miss! Wait!" The brunette ditz calls as I storm away. This should be good. I turn around and just look at her. "Umm....I realize the chances are slim but if you just so happened to be a professional boxer then you could probably get a discount, especially if you were to train here with your coach...." she trails off, probably thinking what she just said was stupid.

I walk over to her and stand in front of her. She was about 5 inches taller than me and i was only 5 ft and 6 inches. I easily towered over her. "Well it just so happens that I had started my boxing career in San Francisco not too long ago but i took a break. I needed some personal time..." I trail off, breaking eye contact. The brunette on the other hand, perked right up.

"Please come with me.". She almost giggled. She started walking down a hallway and knocked on a door. A deep voice answered.

"Come in." She opened the door and walked into the office. I almost stopped in my tracks. I was in shock. How had the deep voice fit the body of the tall, fairly well built, but still skinny man in front of me. Pardon my stereotypical moment here but i was expecting a large black man of something.

"What is it ashley." He asked, as if annoyed she had bothered him.

"I found someone.". She practically squealed. Shut up you annoying fairy thing. The guy looks up and looks at me. Be burst out laughing.

"You have to be joking right?" He starts laughing again.

"Despite her size, she has fire in her. She almost kicked my ass for the $35 a month membership fee. At least see her box." She was almost begging. He looked at me again.

"One chance."

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I had on gloves that definitely weren't mine. They felt wrong. I was standing in some unknown ring and there was a group of people watching me.

But i was in no mood to box. Yet, i was sort of pissed that this guy thinks I'm just some girl who thinks she can box. I have only been beaten once out of who knows how many matches. What the hell does he know.

Yet I didn't feel like boxing.

"Well are you going to do anything?" He yelled into the ring, arms crossed and face cold. Shut up asshole.

I started punching. But they were shitty. He sighed. It was so quiet but it sounded like a hundred elephants at the same time blowing their noses. I tried a different tactic, different type of punching. Those were shitty too. The bastard sighed again, but this time very loudly.

"This was a waste of my time." He mumbles and started walking away. The crowd that had formed started leaving too. Excuse me but what the hell.

Now I was pissed and I needed to punch something. He barely saw anything and yet he has already made his decision? I don't think so dickhead.

"Hey!" I yell towards his direction. He doesn't turn around but stops walking. "You have to be fucking with me right? It's been what, five minutes, and you already made some bullshit decision? Seriously?" I finish my rant. He turns and looks at me.

"I had said one chance, you blew it. This is not on me. Good day miss.". And with that, the bastard walked away. I turn and see ashley shaking her head.

I don't care the price. I'm getting a membership and showing him what be missed.

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"Okay. Just sign here please." Ashley asked me. She hadn't made eye contact throughout this entire exchange. And she shouldn't. Because it was her entire fault for making me embarrass myself. I sign the paper and turn around to leave. "Aren't you going to box?"

"I'm getting my gloves." Her eyes opened wide with surprise. No one owned their own gloves, unless they were a serious boxer. Surprise mother fucker.

I walk the three blocks back to my apartment and grab my gloves. As I'm walking back to the overly priced gym, my phone starts ringing. Picking up, I hear someone's voice I hadn't expected to hear so soon.

"Harry fucking styles.".

"Heh bri. listen, I'm sorry-"

"Just shut up."

"Huh?"

"You don't really believe that just saying sorry will fix this shit? You got mad at me for no being interested in you and being with other guys when you had no right to be. So no, you don't get to say sorry."

"Oh. Ok then....well can i work on saying sorry? I know you are in New York. Niall slipped it. He said he was sorry for letting it slip. Can i come for a visit?"

"No."

"What! Niall can though! How is that Even?" Here he was again, acting like a child.

"Hmm...i don't know. Maybe because Niall stuck by my side even though he liked me more than a friend and no longer felt the same. He stuck by it and was the only person who made me laugh and smile when I depressed. And where were you? Figuring out how to get into my pants. Is that clear?"

"HE IS IN LOVE WITH YOU! How do you not see it? You do realize you lead him in correct? Especially by telling him no one can know he is visiting you. Oh yeah. He wouldn't shut up about that one."

"He knows perfectly well there isn't anything between us. He understand how I feel." Harry was being rude and out of line. Way out of line.

And here I was, screaming into my

Phone on the side walk of New York City, looking crazy as ever. I was about a block from the gym still so I kept walking.

"Yeah well maybe you should make it clear to him." And the dick hangs up. I groan and place my phone back into my pocket.

Was harry being honest? Was Niall in love with me? Did Niall think there is something between us. I don't want to lose him as a friend, I already lost one.

I walk into the gym to see a sight I never wanted to see again.

Darcy.

And the bitch was signing a contract that should be my fucking contract. Mine. I stop walking as she turns around after shaking hands with the dickhead. She sees me after a second, a smirk playing on her lips.

"Nice to see you Brailey."

"It's Bria bitch." I growl.

"Well whatever. They are both ugly names so it's irrelevant." She shrugs. She picks up the contract and walks over. "See this? You should have been signing this but I guess you suck now. So guess who just signed it? that's right. Me." She starts laughing. But I had had enough.

I connect my fist with her jaw.

Hey guys. Sorry I didn't update last night. I ended up getting sick and falling asleep. I woke up around 12 and started writing this chapter.

Gross. Darcy is back. What a bitch. Gross. Hahaha

Anywayssss i just wanted to say a great, big thank you for all the reads and votes on each chapter. And the comments are great too. So how about 10 votes and 6 comments? thanks so much again guys! love you all!

-gayle. :*