Black Rose

55.

Excuse any typos, I didn't proofread.

Alexander P. Turner

My breathing became louder as I tried to inhale more, despite my lungs not allowing me so. With each punch I felt the need to give up, but my mind told me to keep going.

Right punch, left punch, duck, right jab, back up, and repeat.

"She really leavin' you?" Ace questioned from across the room.

Sighing, I kept going until he had the damn nerve to repeat the question. A loud huff left my mouth as I stopped punching the bag and collapsed in a chair that was a few feet away. In less than a second I had my water bottle opened and gulped over half of the bottle, leaving only a tiny bit left that my stomach couldn't finish.

I shrugged, "I'on know.. it sure seems like it. Shit, it's been seven months since Aurelia been born and I haven't even seen her since Valentine's Day. It's the fuckin' end of March." It's been a damn long seven months without Majesty.

"Guess you got her pregnant for no reason, huh?" Ace laughed hysterically.

Clenching my jaw, I stared at nothing in particular. Around the time I got Majesty pregnant was the same time Ace broke into my house and attempted to rape her. Yet, here I am sitting here having a conversation with him as if nothing happened. It's not like he even raped her ass anyways.

"Nah." Licking my lips, I shook my head. "Shit made me realize how much I want her and the baby." I stood up from my seat, clenching my water bottle. "But I'on know man... sometimes I wanna be in their lives and sometimes I don't. Just glad I can pop up and duck whenever I want to."

"Look," Ace began hesitantly, "this gonna sound weird as hell coming from me, but you need to-"

"Don't even wanna hear it man." I waved my hand in the air, not caring for whatever bullshit he had to say. I began to make my way towards the door, ready to head out of the warehouse. "When's my next fight?"

"Tomorrow night at eight. It's some black twenty one year old who's up and coming in the underground world. He goes by Trigga."

"Trigga?" I bursted into laughter. "The hell?"

I continued to laugh to myself as I made my way towards the metal door that was chosen to keep certain people out.

"I'a see ya tomorrow Breezy."

I chucked up the peace sign before leaving the warehouse. Traffic wasn't that bad for a Thursday, especially since I took all back roads. Once arriving to the apartment building, I stood in front of apartment 4b without a single movement. What the hell am I doing here? Just knock. I squeezed my eyes shut and inhaled a sharp breath. Just as I was about to knock, the door crept opened. My eyes landed on the short blonde who had blue eyes and obvious surgeries on her face.

"Breezy..." she trailed off with confusion written all over her face. "What's up? What brings you by?"

I forced the shocked look I could feel off of my face. Instead a smirk replaced the shocked expression. "Wassup Amber?" Leaning on the doorframe, I kept my eyes on hers. "Just came by to see you; it's been awhile."