Duck In The Battlefield

Madhouse

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  Chapter 45

"Are you out of your flippin mind?" I shouted at Mike struggling to hold Drake back.

Mike didn't seem to worried but if Drake got loose he would probably pee himself.

"The bastard had it coming," Mike snarled. He paced a little back and forth but before I could ask him what's wrong Drake spoke.

"Duck get the fuck off me, I'm going to beat him to death." Drake growled and with a very harsh grip he threw me off him.

"Mike move!" I yelled and luckily enough he listened. Mike squealed a little as Drake stood up. He jumped on the bed and grabbed one of my pillows.

I kicked out my foot and tripped him Drake before he got to Mike. "If you touch my brother I swear Drake I'm going to shove a banana in your butt." I admit, thinking back on it ,it wasn't my best threat but I was panicking.

"Your brother...?" Drake stood up and looked at Mike all confused.

"Yeah and you're the asshole who stole my ex-girlfriend." Mike said glowering at Drake.

Both Drake and I were confused. "What are you talking about? I don't even know you." Drake said looking between Mike and I.

"Rutherford Island, about last year you got punched in the face by me... you really don't remember that," Mike only seemed to be getting more annoyed.

"I doubt he can remember everyone who's punched him, since he probably gets it a lot," I said shoving Drake aside and standing between him and Mike. "So you're the asshole who stole my brothers girlfriend Amy..." I looked at him with disappointment.

He just rolled his eyes. "I didn't steal anyone, she threw herself at me and well I needed a free ticket.So if anything I just stole a ticket."

"Because that makes it better," Mike replied.

"Are you seriously still upset about that? Like dude move on that chick is not worth it."

"I have moved on I just wanted to get even with the guy who stole my first girlfriend." Mike smirked proudly and Drake made a weird growl noise.

"If you weren't Ducks brother you'd be -"

"Dead, yeah I heard the first twenty times." Mike said, they bickered back and forth until the only comeback was, I know you are but what am I?"

"Whatever." Drake finally said throwing his arms in the air. "Maybe another time we can watch this. Also Victor said to tell you that tomorrow morning you have a match, they need you to sub."

I didn't get a chance to answer because he had already stormed out the room. It amazed me how he could come into my room uninvited and cause trouble the leave like nothing.

"You're not seeing him now or in 20 years." Mike said in a fatherly tone.

"Believe me I wish I didn't have to, he's nothing but a pain in the ass to me." I sighed dramatically and hopped into bed.

"So why do you know him?"

"Well he's actually my trainer, the big headed jerk remember."I smiled sheepishly because I knew Mike would probably go into lecture mode.

"Was, he's not anymore. Can't you find someone else? I forbid you from seeing him anymore..."his expression changed and I knew he didn't care about Drake anymore. "Speaking of not seeing someone, what did you and mom talk about?"

"She wants me to go to England with her..." I knew the conversation would make it's way back here. I did consider lying to Mike but I couldn't about this.

"England.... She hasn't seen us in years and she suddenly wants to be in our lives.What did you say?"

"Mike she's sends us letters when she can, she loves us. I do want to be with her, but I seperated from you for this life." I combed my hair back in confliction.

"You shouldn't have to make decisions like this... I'll go meet mom with you

"Yeah and I'll never understand why," he looked like he finally noticed the slight bruising on my face. "So who would win in a fight, me or you?" He then raised up his fist and with very exaggerated head motions he started bouncing.

"Oh my just stop." I laughed. That's all we did before we went to sleep, we laughed and just like that it was like the good days.

The next morning Mike and I woke up early to head to a stadium where my fight was held. I never subbed before but people hardly didn't go through with fights.

"So what time will you see mom?" Mike asked as we drove down a creepy street. It was so early there was still a grey tone in the sky.

"I told her around 8 should be good, hopefully we'll be back by then and all she said was she'll see me then... are you coming with me?"

He looked conflicted but his answer was short and quick. "No."

I didn't like how much he seemed to not like my mom. She was young and a single mother, she did what she thought was right... But then I don't know of any money coming our way.

"I'm excited to see you fight, I only see the dvd fights you send me. Remind me why they record you anyways seems weird." He said changing the subject.

I didn't mind it because my train of thought wasn't the best.

"Well bored rich people actually sponsor us, it's kind of twisted but it's like some type of entertainment." I admit when I first learned that I doubted fighting, I didn't want some weirdos watching me fight but now it seems like nothing.

I mean the better fighter you are the more these people buy your fights and Victor puts more money in your savings. We only get a small allowance but we at least get the savings after we leave. Everything is documented though, I know not everyone is like Victor and they can be taking advantage of us.

"Uh huh." Mike said pulling up into the parking lot. He saw Drake and made a scowl. "That guy isn't the one you're stalking right?"

"Ew Drake? No way... I looked around the small crowd and spotted Chase. "You see him standing by that black town car, that's him."

For some reason Mike stared at my finger that was pointing before he actually turned to look where I was pointing at. All he made was a weird grunt noise then stepped out the car.

We found a place for him to watch that was nowhere near Drake and I went to meet up with Junior.

"Hey Duck I didn't hear that you were subbing until this morning," he gave me a shady smile.

"What did you do?" I asked worriedly.

"Well this was suppose to be Ray's match and well he gave me a wedgie last time I went in to fix his tv so I thought I'd get back at him so I may have programmed his arena in a .... Dungeon."

"Well unprogram it!" A freaking dungeon is that even allowed, if I get stabbed today I swear to god I'm going to hang you by your underwears." I didn't even notice how close to his face I was until I saw his sweat drop down his forehead.

"That's not how it works... Look I just wanted to give you a heads up, there's no weapons there it's just a lot of chains and maybe a couple of traps..."

I could hear the announcer already calling up my fight but I drowned it all out as I took in Juniors words. I think he just told me I was going to die. And to think, I almost had a peanut butter jelly sandwich this morning but Mike didn't let me...

As I walked to the door that led out to the arena I made eye contact with Mike. I kid you not I was mentally swearing to haunt him for the rest of his life.