The Nerd Introduced to the Jocks Parents (In Editing)

Chapter 28- A Fight for A Kiss?

I made another gif of the fight.... isnt she so kick ass? I am so sorry, I forgot to update on Thursday, and then friday and today, Wattpad wouldnt load my Work/Create page.

Chapter 28 - A Fight for a Kiss?

I pulled on the clothes, that a girl had given me. I couldn't fight in my pajamas. I had a red sports bra on, and my fists had been wrapped. A pair of black tight jeans, finished with my tennis shoes. I pulled my hair into a pony-tail. I hadn't been in one of these fights in a long time. Sure I was in a lot of street fights, but a Challenge didn't happen every often. Tyler had freaked out, when I told him the games end when the looser stops breathing.

We finally calmed him down enough, to tell him that it wasn't to the death. Just when they couldn't get up, not when the wouldn't. They had to stay passed out for 5 minutes. If they woke up in the five minutes, you were to keep fighting. It isn't surprising, many people died. Because calling the ambulance was against the rule. Each contestant had to have two people, who they trusted to take them home, and clean them up. Hospitals were no go's.

I stepped out of the bathroom, that had two people in a stall, that wernt being quite about what they were doing. Many people used the drug haze, to do that. I had made out, in drug hazes, but never actually done the whole Haze Sex. When I saw Payson, her mouth dropped open, as I walked to them. I pulled her into a hug.

"I'm sorry you have to see my like this. This isnt part of my life anymore." I whispered to her. Bud had delt with Ruby, he knew a lot of this. Payson was only a little less lost than Tyler. She pulled back.

"I'm actually curious on seeing you fight. You look hot, your stomach is really tight" She said poking my stomach, it was true, I didn't have abs, but it was muscular. I laughed at her. Bud pulled me into a hug.

"I never saw any of these fights. But I know how Ruby talked about you. You better not loose this, because I am not watching you blow, Ruby's ex." Bud tried to joke, but I saw the tensing on his eyes. I pulled him into a hug.

"Okay, Blue let go of your boyfriend. And lets fight." I rolled my eyes. Mikey was standing a few feet away, a bare chest, and black jeans. Tyler glared at him, I hadn't noticed him until he pulled me into him,

"She isn't his girlfriend, she is mine." I rolled my eyes, only Tyler would still want to play along with his plan right now. But, I couldn't help but enjoy being called his girlfriend. Wait... No, I meant I was repulsed by it.

"Fell, you didn't tell me you looked like a girl under your clothes." Tyler said smirking when he turned me to him. His arms didn't drop from wrapped around my waist. He seemed to be ignoring everyone around us.

"Fella, do you need me to fight him? I dont know how you know about all of this, but I dont want to see you be the looser." He said, I saw genuine concern in his eyes. I smiled up at him.

"Don't worry. You might not know, but this isn't new to me. I have more of a chance in this than you do." He seemed offended.

"Will you to get over your fucking romance, and fight?" Mikey said impatiently.

"Fuck you Drug Bug." Tyler spat at him. I smiled at him. He turned back to me. And slowly leaned in. Even though I knew what he was doing, I was still shocked when his lips met mine. The kiss was gentle, and Tyler had amazing acting skills, because my stomach fluttered, and I turned to putty under the 'loving' kiss. When he pulled away, I gazed at him in wonder. My god, He was such a good actor, I was forgetting it was just a show. I smiled up at him, and pulled away. I walked closer to Mikey.

Okay, clear your head. You cant be unfocused I chanted to myself. I pulled my glasses off, and handed them to Bud. Who was staring in shock at Tyler. I saw a couple old friend. Tom and Jerry, oddly enough was their names. I assumed they would be the ones taking care of Tyler if he lost.

"Okay, fighters take your stance." We were in parking lot, where the cars had been moved, I stood on the red X that has been drawn in chalk. I saw Mikey take his place. But his eyes were on my side. The bottom of my tattoo stuck out. The tattoo of Shadow and Sonic. I was always Sonic, and Ruby was Shadow. Blue and Red. 'Don't go Sonic' was laced across the bottom. With the date of when Ruby died. Mikey saw it, and his anger seemed to double.

"Tom and Jerry. Bud and Payson, Be ready to pull your member away from the area at all times. You know the rules, you dont stop until the other dose." I saw the shape of Mikey's shoe, and could see the knife sticking from the side, I kept in mind the knife I had sitting in my sports bra. I wouldn't fight dirty unless he did.

"Everyone move back!" People stepped back, and went silent. "Hit it!" The ref called. I smiled at Mikey.

"Go ahead. Smile, you sonic whore." He was trying to syke me out. I didn't take the bait. Mickey always talked shit, the banter made him unfocused.  I planned to stay on the defense. Me and Mikey learned to fight together. This wouldn't be an easy fight. He stalked closer, then he ran at me, the dead weigh of his shoulders slammed into my stomach, I felt myself heaved in the air, and my back slammed across the ground. The breath was instantly knocked from my body, I forced in air, and moved my head just in time to dodge a punch.

"Fuck!" Mikey yelled, as blood splattered agasint my cheek, as his fist hit full force into the cement. I heaved, and rolled us over, slamming my fist into his gut, and used the push-back force to get to my feet. Once I jumped up, he was following quickly. I ignored the stabbing pain in my back, and he seemed to be having a hard time with his stomach.

He moved fast, jumping at me. His fist was meant to hit my face head on, but his knuckles landed firmly on my jaw. I hissed in pain, and struck my fist out, punching him right between the eyes. He slammed his weight into me, slamming me into the ground, his fist came down hard and fast. Several punches landed on my stomach. I pulled up my arm, grabbing his hair, and bringing his head into the ground roughly. I heard the crack, and smirked. He rolled over moaning in pain. I rolled away from him, and while he was still dazed, I began coughing. Blood from the blows on my stomach, splattered from my mouth. I smiled up at Mikey.

"Been awhile since I saw my own blood. And now I'm pissed." From my crouched position, I lunged at Mikey. Shoving him into the ground, he quickly pushed me up. Knowing it was dangerous to get pinned. My ribs screamed in protest, when we both got back to our feet. His leg, came up for my face, but I swiped low, kicking my leg toward his ankles. The leg-swipe, had him on his ass. I was moving to get him, but he stood quickly, and wrapped my hair around his wrist, I closed my eyes, as he pulled my face to his knee.

I heard the ref, yelling at Tyler, and heard the crowed go crazy. His knee came down two more time, His grip pulling hair from my head. I turned my head, and chomped on his arm, as hard as I could. I tasted copper in my mouth, knowing I had bit him deep. He hissed, jumping back. I saw Tyler coming at me, and I looked at him, as he yelled my name.

Big mistake. I lost my opening, and was met with a 'spartan' kick to my already cracked ribs. I felt the blood pooling on my shoulder. I looked at it, and saw the shine of his knife.

"You forgot how these things work." Mikey smirked, his teeth covered in blood. I pulled the knife from my sports bra. I sent him air kisses.

"Come on baby, I had a good teacher." His face contorted in anger, and he lunged at me, I felt the knife, lodge into my stomach, but I took my blade and swiped hard and deep on his leg. Have fun standing on that fucker. I thought as I clutched my side, his knife was left in my side. It hurt like fuck, but he doesn't have his knife.


He stared at his leg in shock, then lunged at me, pinning me to the ground. His legs on either side of mine, and holding me to the ground. My rips screamed in protest, the gaping hole in my stomach squirting blood out, and I felt myself grow dizzy. I smirked to throw him off, I shoved my feet up toward my face, causing us to role over our heads, and land in opposite positions. As soon as I was on top of him, I grabbed his hair, and pulled his head closer and rammed my arm back, and punching him straight on. I felt his struggle cease, and his head go limp in my hand. I dropped my grip on his hair, his head falling to the cement in dead weight.

I stood up, his body not moving. I felt no remorse for kicking his ass. I would of, had Bud not made it clear, that Mikey was still having sex with Red. I had went into the drugs and fighting really young, after my dad died to be exact. Mikey stayed un moving, as the crowd cheered, and then waited as the 5 minute mark hit, the crowd went wild. And when the ref went to pull my arm up, I hissed in pain.

"Fuck offf, I think then know who won." The ref' smiled, and walked away. I went toward Bud, Payson, and Tyler. As Mickeys friends picked him up. A girl ran up with the box. They handed First Aid kits to all the people who fought. I took it from her, and sat down. No one talking. I took out the needle and thread.

"Payson, you were in sewing class right?" I asked, she was pale but nodded. "Can you please help me. I cant go through the pain, and do it." She looked uneasy. "Please, I will bleed out." She sighed, and moved to my side. She rubbed on the small tube of numbing. The club knew how to keep these out of the hospital. They normally made thousands of dollars from bets, on these kind of fights. Had they known I would be here to fight, they would of even had bigger bets.

I used to be the big shit here.

"I'm really sorry, you had to see this." I said as Payson sewed up my side. It stung, but the pain was to much to comprehend, I blocked out what I could by talking.

"Don't worry about me Ella. Its more violence then I know. But I just have to know, why did you do it?" I sighed.

"Bud was about to kill Mickey. The things about druggies, is they have a thing about reputation. I already have my reputation, no one will fuck with me. But if Bud knocked him out, people would be following Bud and his family. So they could prove they were higher. This will make everyone forget Bud." I shrugged at Bud.

"Sorry Bud, you cant handle what they would do." He smiled a small sad smile.

"Don't worry. Ruby told me about all of this. You saved my ass. I know you have been hurt more than this, but I know you haven't been in one of these fights in a long time." I nodded. And finally I looked at Tyler. His eyes weren't on mine though. I saw them on my jaw, then my sides and my body. Anger rested in his blue eyes. The blood drained from my face. Shit! When Payson finished, I limped up to my feet, and up to Tyler, he looked at me, the anger was almost touchable.

"I am so sorry." I whispered. He looked confused.

"For what?" His voice sounded as if he was forcing it to stay steady.

"Its like 2 o'clock in the morning. No way all of my face will be healed. I would be pissed at me to. I completely forgot about the dinner plan." He looked at me in shock, and his hand cupped my chin. I looked up at him in confusion.

"I'm angry about how hurt you are, not about the stupid dinner. You are my friend, I do care." Friend? I was happy he considered me such, but I still had a crush of disappointment... Wait, obviously all the blood loss is getting to me.

"Friends... Right. I might of messed up your plan..."  I trailed of breaking eye contact. Gently he turned my face back to his.

"You really are obtuse sometimes." His head lowered, and he placed a gentle kiss on my bruised jaw, and then on my lips. And just like that, the pain was pushed from my head. It might of been the show for Payson and Bud, but for me.... it was so much more. and I knew, I would go through the fight for a kiss, all over again.
And maybe I will get some of my common sense back, when my blood isnt sitting in a parking lot.