My Fighter (Bieber) ✔️

Chapter 33

Ashley's POV

-Round 1-

They had just started round 1, two more rounds to go if neither of them get knocked out. Justin dodged a few jabs and managed to kick the dude in his ribs. Suddenly he was pinned into the corner. He sat there, guard up waiting for something. Waiting for something as if he was going to take him down and put him into a certain lock hold. That's when the big dude made a mistake a lifted his leg. Justin took the opportunity and grabbed his leg, putting his foot in front of his other. He knocked him down to the mat and got on top of him. He punched with hard right hooks and uppercuts. Cain struggled to turn onto all fours. Justin hasn't noticed that he was half way there. It hit him as soon as Cain's back was facing towards him. Thinking quickly, Justin took a hold of his right arm and fell backwards gently, tightening his grip. He wrapped his legs around his shoulder and started pulling. Cain howled in pain but didn't even dare to think of tapping out. I swear he was that close to tapping when the bell rang. The referee tapped Justin to let him go. Justin let go and stood up immediately as the crowd grew louder with excitement. I sighed in relief as he seemed perfectly fine. Great, round two already. That quick? The bell rang once again, starting the match. This time Justin threw 5 jabs, missing one and the rest hitting the guy in his face. "Oh, it looks like Velasquez  woke up from those jabs from Bieber" Jeff Windle said. He seemed amazed by the tone in his voice. A little confused too. No idea why... I snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed Justin was being punched and kicked, trapped against the cage wall. He showed no pain, no weakness. He managed to push him off with his foot. Justin came up with a back round house kick to Cain's face, busting his lip open. "Woah, Velasquez is showing blood on his lip. I could hear that kick" someone said into a mic. The second bell rang, signaling the end of the match. Both, walked to their corners to get a clean up. Two down, one to go. 

Velasquez's POV (Special POV)

"He's made out of steel" my manager said. "You punch as hard as horse kicks". I spit bloody water into the bucket and stood up. "Show him who's boss". I nodded and stretched my shoulders. The bell rang, I honestly have a feeling I might lose. I already feel dizzy from that kick. I missed the punch and an uppercut to my jaw was returned.  Ouch. He started going on a punching spree. Missing a few every now and then but hurting me more. He tired himself just a little but knocking me out more and more. I was ready for the bell to ring when suddenly I felt a hard hit to my face. Everything went blurry, then pitch black. Next thing I knew, I was being held up in my corner by my coach and manager. "God dammit Cain. You let him knock you down". I was still in shock as to what happened.  I was shoved to the middle where Bieber was and a referee. "Winner by knockout and judges decision... the winner is, Justin Bieber" he announced. Oh hell no. This can't be happening. I lost my winning streak. The crowd grew louder when that was said. How does he already have supporters other than his family and wife?!?! It seemed like just a second ago I stepped into the cage ready to fight.

Justin's POV

I was relieved and satisfied with myself for winning my first fight. It seemed very easy. Ha, I was nervous before. It takes skill to win, not just strength. I was guided by security back into my room where Ashley was waiting. "Congratulations baby" she exclaimed and kissed me cheek. "No go take a shower, stinky!" she tilted her head back and pinched her nose. I chuckled and headed to the shower. I am sure glad that it's over with for tonight. 

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