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You Get Into A fight With His Ex-(Luke Kuechly)

"I'm so proud of you!" you told Luke, hugging him tightly. Another Panthers win, another chance to stay in the playoffs. "Thanks babe." Cam Newton, the starting quarter back, walked over to you, a big grin still on his face. "You know we got a week off right?" "Yeah man. Going relax for awhile, sleep in a few days, and do some other things" he smirked, winking at you. You rolled you eyes, and Cam pretended to gag. "Luke, Cam, a few of us are going to the Club 54 tonight, you coming?" Luke looked at you, wanting to get your answer before giving one. "Yeah, sure."
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Everyone was having fun dancing, especially you and Luke. "You enjoying yourself?" You nodded moving your hips to the beat of the song. You weren't the best dancer, but Luke was seemed to like it. After a while, you decided to take a break from all the dancing since your heels were killing you. You took a seat in a small booth and Luke joined you. Everyone else seemed to be having fun. "Hey Luke" a new voice greeted. A tall, blonde woman stood there, glaring at you. "What do you want Gracie?" She turned her attention to Luke. "You know what I want? You." "Luke? Who is she?" He sighed before answering. "She's my ex."

"Who is she?" 'Gracie' asked, looking you up and down. You stood up. "I'm his girlfriend." She snorted. "This is the best you can do, Luke? I know you must miss me." She twirled her hair around her finger. "I remember you use to brag about how good the sex was." You balled up your fist. "How did you go from the sexy alethic type like me to..that?" "Listen, bitch maybe he wanted me 'cause I'm not throwing my pussy around like a two dollar whore!" you snapped. She shoved you, making you take a few steps back. "Looks like you're afraid of some competition. I can easily take him from you're ugly ass anytime I want to."  Luke tried to jump in, but it was too late; you pounced on the girl without a second thought, throwing as many punches as you could.

"Someone get her off of me!" she squealed, as you punched her in the nose. Your blood was boiling. "Hit me, bitch!" you snapped. "Worldstar!" someone yelled. Luke pulled you off her. She cried out in pain from her bleeding nose and swelling eye. "Don't you ever come up to me and disrespect me! And don't worry about Luke, bitch, he has someone real now!" you yelled, trying to follow her as she left. You were ready for round two. Luke caught you by your arms. "Babe, calm down. She is nothing compared to you." You took a few deep breathes, trying to steady your breathing. Luke kissed you, as you tried to fix your hair. "Sorry, I just hate people talking about me." He chuckled. "I noticed." The crowd dispersed back to the dance floor.

"Let's just try to keep this night, fight-free" he joked. "Alright, alright" you laughed. You grabbed his hand and led him back to the dance floor.

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