Gary Smith X Reader - Part 28 (Boxing Bif Taylor part 2)

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                   *Bing bing!*

The bell signalled round two.

Gord and Gary crawled out of the ring and allowed you and Bif to get on with it.

"Surly this isn't gonna be a hard fight. He seems like he's going light on me... He better not. Just because I'm a girl gives him no excuse to go soft on me." You though in your mind.

                      *BANG*

Bif punched you square in the face putting you on your ass, but it didn't stop you. In seconds you was back on your feet, your nose stung for about 30 seconds and dripped a tiny bit of blood. It didn't bother you THAT much, you got a couple more hits on Bif and winded him, not a bruise or speck of blood dripped from him though. He must have a couple of red marks now. You've got a couple of hits on him and he's got a couple if hits on you.

                         *Bing*

Round two ended and you both went back to your corners.

Over to Bif and Gord

"Nice eye." Gord's posh voice mentioned. "Yeah I have two of them." Bif spat out his gum shield. "Ones going purple." Gord generally touched Bif's right eye. "Great." Bif leaned his head back.

Over to you and Gary.

"How you feeling?" Gary jumped in to assess you. "Pass me that water bottle please." You catch your breath. Gary passed you a Adidas bottle. "Cheers." You took a drink. "Ohh... God." You held your stomach and covered your mouth. "What's wrong?" Gary looked you in the eye. You pointed to the bucket at the side of the ring, you felt like you was gonna be sick.

"Is she vomiting?" Bif moved Gord out of the way. "I think so... Don't worry Bif... it's all sorted." Gord gave Bif a cocky look. "What did you do?" Bif stood up. "Chill out man." Gord climbed out of the ring as the bell was about to ring for round three.

"(Y-N) end the match NOW! You're not well." Gary sat aside. "No." You put your gum shield back in and slowly walked back in.

                    *Bing bing*

Round three started. Now this is when Bif started to beat the day lights out of you. You got knocks on him but it looked like they were doing nothing. A couple of bruises came up here and there on him, and another one or two on you.

The crowed cheered and screamed at there favourite. Bullies, Nerds, Preps, Greasers and Jock waved their arms in the air, even people recorded it and took photos... I guess it'll last longer that way.

Over to Gary and Derby while you and Bif fight.

Gary opened the lid on your water bottle and noticed a slight change. There wasn't just water in there, someone had put emetic poison in to make you vomit. "Bastards." Gary clenched his fists and barged through the crowed of people. "DERBY!" Gary waved his hand to get Derby's attention. "What Scar Face?" Derby sighed. "Someone is trying to get (Y-N) out." Gary said. "Yeah Bif." Derby attempted to get his attention back on to the fight. Gary looked back at the fight and as he did you went back to the floor with your eyes shut. A couple of seconds later you got back up and carried on with the match. "No unfairly. Someone's put Emetic Poison in her water bottle and it's caused her to throw up." Gary opened the lid again. "Well sort it out then. You're assessing her so it's your problem." Derby showed that he had no fucks to give. "Some leader you are." Gary backed of into the crowed and though what to do.

Gary's POV

The match still has another minute left, sure that's enough time to get some fresh, cold, bottled water from Yum Yum Market around the corner.

Getting out of the gym wasn't so bad but waiting in Yum Yum Market was. I got some cold, fresh water from the customers fridge and went to pay. Ohh look a queue that's all I need right now. Even though it's two people IT'S STILL WASTING MY TIME!

Back over to you.

                          *Bing*

Round three ended and you both went to your corners.

"Where the fuck is?..." You sat on the stool and graded the bucket you was sick in earlier. After you cleaned blood and sweat off your face hopping Gary would come back. You couldn't leave the ring for a drink because those are the rules apparently. So you just sat there resting catching your breath.

                    *Bing bing*

- Round four began.
- You went back into the fight almost exhausted
- Bif went went back in almost exhausted
- And Gary came back in soon as the next round started.

"Fuck." Gary introduced his hand with his head.

YummyGhost (A-N)

I want to ask you wonderful readers something.

Who do you think will win the boxing match next chapter. If you wish, answer in the comments and your reason why. ;)

Anyways hopefully I'll see you in the comments and if I don't see you next Monday. :)

                   👋 Bye Bye 👋

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