The distressed love

Chapter One : That night

Ryland warm at the top ^^^^

"Keep pushing Ryland, 3 more to go!" My coach yelled at me. I was doing push ups, already on my 32nd when I stopped my arms where getting tired and I was tired my self. I'm a boxer, I love it ! It's my life actually so I keep it my specialty just in case. When I stopped coach glared at me, 35 push-ups everyday 2 times a day.
"I'm sorry coach but I can't my arms are tired, I've been working out all this week. My body is just sore, tomorrow I promise I'll triple it since I owe you 35 push-ups" I said hoping that'll change his smug look.

"Ard fine, but don't back out tomorrow." he said smirking , his smirk always got me because I knew he was serious.

"oh-Kay. " I said slowly I was nervous about my boxing match on Saturday. Three days until then.

"Ard let's wrap it up, we're done for tonight! " clapping his hands he looked at me and smiled.

"See you tomorrow coach, 5:30 pm right? " I said to make sure I knew what time to come in.

"Yes , see you then Ryland. " coach said walking out the back door of the gym leaving me by myself. I looked at my self in the mirror, my blonde and brown hair stuck to my skin from sweat. My dark grey eyes staring back at me.

I wiped the sweat off my neck and chest with my white towel, I quickly threw my shirt over my sports bra and walked out into the chilly night letting the chill night cool my hot skin off. It felt good, I felt the wind blow a little bit making me sigh in comfort. I started walking back home since I don't have a car just yet, I live on campus of my college at West High Tech. It's an expensive college so I use my boxing money to pay for what I need, I'm a child with no parents, no siblings, no grandparents, no love life, no anything. Just myself.

I'm still walking when I hear a faint sob, it sounds like a cry of pain ...... how do I know that word and sound so well?It's because pain is my best friend. I've lived with pain all my life. So I use boxing and college as a get away free card from my sorrows.
I hear the sob again - it sounds like a male. I went to follow the sound of the cry into the little opening of light that I found, I saw a huge dark figure in the light leaning between its knees with its head down. I got scared, the wave of fear crossed over me as my body turned cold like ice. I slowly walked over to the figure but the figure seemed to scoot backwards into the shadows as I came closer.

I was so curious. He muffled a cry as he moved back as if he was scared of something or someone.

"h-hey are you ok ?" I asked slowly

"Help me please..."The man whispered his voice pained and scratched

"I -I what am I suppose to do!?What's going on !?" I asked I didn't know what to say.

"Please , just -just help me please!" he sounds scared and stressed.

I went to pull out my phone and call the three digits. 9-1-1.

"I'm calling 911 ok ? So hold on !" I was confused because he was a random man abandoned in the shadows.
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The ambulance came and they took the man to the hospital, yet again leaving me alone. I couldn't help but wonder what he looked like and why he was in the shadows like that. The whole night I thought about him and asked questions in my head. But I learned to help but keep moving, but his voice screamed in my head at night........ that night .