Never Give Up {Zack Gomez}

New Dojo

Zack stops walking to Daisy when he walks up to Case. "What was that all about?"

Case doesn't say anything, he just turns and walks away just as Mike comes over. I tap Zack's shoulder lightly and he gets what I want, finally putting me down.

"What's up?" Mike asks looking back in the direction that Case left.

"What's up bitches." Came Justin's voice from behind us. We all turn around and see Justin walking over to us. A very bald Justin. A fact that Zack is definitely going to comment on.

"Wow. Dude you're bald." Zack said smiling, holding back a laugh. Called it.

Guys I'm gonna do it. Gonna join the Beatdown dude." He said as he finally stopped by us. "Banana ink, you made a believer." He holds up his fists together, writing on them spelling out BEATDOWN.

"Dude you spelled 'beat' wrong." Zack joked.

Justin pulled his hands back to check glaring as he realized that Zack was kidding.

"Let's cut the bullshit guys, let's train." Tim spoke up trying to get us back on track.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's the matter with Case? And what happened to your wrists Scar?" The last part of his questioning directed at me.

"Man the cops hassled him. Said that none of us can train here anymore." Zack told him.

"They also tried to arrest me because apparently, they didn't appreciate me being a bitch and calling them out on their shit." I informed him.

"Well, fuck the cops right. I mean they can't make us leave." Mike said. I scoffed, as if Mike really cared. He just wants to learn how to fight better. He could care less about Case.

"No, no, no. Case is on probation. If he so much as j-walks he's gonna be sent back to prison." Tim told us.

"Yeah, but what does Mike give a shit about Case." Justin said. It's like the guy read my mind. "Obviously he don't."

"Doesn't." I corrected.

"Wha- hey- ey. What are you talking about? That's not true." He defended himself.

I scoffed again. "As if."

"Really? Is that why you put him in a position to suffer his only loss? Yeah that's right asshole. Because he spared breaking your arm, he's now been defeated." Justin said.

"Nah, that was just a bullshit match at a strip club man." Mike tried to convince him.

"No, not to him. To him, it was an out. I mean what does he got." He glanced over at Daisy. "Daisy? And what the hell did you guys do? You guys cheered. Really? The only one who knew what was happening was Scarlett. He should have ripped your arm off," he gestured to Mike, " and he should have shoved it right up your ass." He walked away, bumping his shoulder into Mike's as he went.

The guys all had looks of guilt on their faces. "He wasn't wrong, you know. So get your butts over there and talk to Case."

So that's what they did. Mike knocked on the door a couple times to get Case's attention.

"What?" He asked without opening the door.

"Hey, Case, its Mike. Can I please talk to you?"

"You heard the cops. We've been shut down. Just leave me alone. All of you." He replied.

Mike turned to face us all and spoke after a second. "We gotta find him a place to train."

"Yeah and not some shitty vacant lot either." Zack said from beside me. "We need a proper dojo man."