Strung In Lies ?

7

Everything's been awkward between me and Jordan ever since the gym situation. He hasn't talked to me all day and the night time has approached already.

"Ready?" Rachel comes in my room.

"Yea." I say.

"Its going to be interesting I'll tell you that." Rachel says. I give her a fake smile.

..

Looks like were in a dungeon honestly, although there are people here, like they were waiting for something.

There's music playing, people conversating, but when they seen Jordan everybody started clapping, applauding Jordan.

He hasn't even done anything and they are applauding him. I roll my eyes.

"Why are they applauding him?" I ask Rachel.

"One of the best underground fighters." She gestures to Jordan as we walk through the crowd of people.

We stop in front of a cage where I see the same guy from the party, inside the cage.

"Your not going to fight him Jordan." I panick grabbing onto his jacket .

"Nothing's going to happen to me." He looks into my eyes and jumps inside the ring. I let out a breath .

"Who's ready for this match?" I hear a mans voice filling my ears.

Everybody responds by yelling.

"Fellas, put your bets in. All two-thousand." My eyes got bug at the word 'two-thousand'

How does Jordan come up with money out of his ass like this?

"Alright, lets get to it." The man says. A bell chimes and the guy from the party and Jordan takes off there shirts.

The girls go wild, I scoff at there childish act.

"He's not a match for Jay." Shawn says trying to calm me down. Is it that noticeable? I nod my head in response.

First punch goes to the guy at the party's face. It looked so painful but I dont feel bad at all.

Then, a punch goes to Jordan's stomach. I cant watch anymore I just leave through the big crowd before getting stopped.

"Hey Sky." Chris says to me.

"Hey Chris." I say putting on a fake smile.

"Supporting your boyfriend?" He asks, clearly trying to get at something.

"Well-." He cut me off.

"Well he's not your boyfriend." He looks over at me.

"Yea." I laugh nervously.

"Well can I get a hug?" He asks.

"Sure." He wraps his arm around my small frame and lets go. "Why are you here?" I ask.

"Oh just watching." He says and looks over at me and smiles.

"Whats your number?" I ask .