Broken (Jasper Hale love story)

Chapter 4.

I stand facing a guy who calls himself tank, my shoulders back and head held high as I wait for the bell to ring signalling the start of our fight. In the five months I've been here I haven't lost yet, I never do.

"Lets dance little girl." He smiles putting his fists up. The bell rings and I zone all the noise out. I fake a left but sock him in the jaw with my right before I do a quick round house kick to his nose, breaking it. He growls as he lunges at me his fists flying, connecting with my ribs as I protect my face, I do a left upper cut landing it under his chin making his head snap back before I make another round house kick snapping his head to the right, then I deliver the final blow. A left punch to just under his temple effectively knocking him out cold on the ground. The crowd goes wild as the owner of the club comes over and lifts my arm in the air signalling my victory. I don't hang around as his cronies step in to drag away the unconscious Tank from the make shift ring. I head straight over to the bookie, Conor I think his name is, to get my winnings before I get the hell out of dodge so I can get some ice on my ribs before school tomorrow.

"Nasty fight. Here your now 20 grand ritcher than you were when you walked in." I nod my head meaning I heard him before stuffing the money in my bag, zip it up and throw it over my shoulder. As I walk towards the exit the crowd parts a little causing me to smirk. The cold air hits me, sending a chill down my spine but I shrug it off before walking towards my bike parked behind the dumpster. I set my bag on it grabbing my hoodie before straddling my bike and kick starting it, speeding from the seedy little ally to make time jorney home to forks.

Over the months me and Bella have become best friends, something I never thought about before, but its happened. I know the Cullen's are hiding a secret but can't be bothered to find it out, but they seen to be digging to find mine out. Bella always asks questions about the odd black eye or bust lip I wear to school on the few occasions it's happened. Apparently cheap make up doesn't cover anything properly, I'll have to buy some more expensive make up, I've been meaning to but putting food on the table, keeping a roof over our heads, clothes on our backs and fuel in the tanks of the bike and car are more important. So is Cara's birthday that seems fast approaching. Two weeks to be exact. She hasn't asked for anything but that won't stop me getting her a few things and a cake for her.

I finally pull into my road speeding the rest of the way only to find Edwards Volvo in my drive. I pull up next to it looking in the window to find Bella, Edward, a man and women I've never seen before and Jasper. I shut my bike off as they exit the car.

"I was worried about you, I've been calling and texting then you didn't answer the door. God where were you?" Bella exclaims throwing her arms around me causing my to wince in pain.

"Had to run to the store. Come in." I mumble pulling away and opening the door. Blood rushes to my ears like it does every night I go out and fight making me on high alert. I ignore the presence if everyone behind me, placing my bag on the floor and brining my hands infront of my face incase of an attacker. I creep slowly through the house, eyes and ears only trained for an intruder. I always get like this, even in New York, until I see my sister's body sleeping heavily I'll lower my stance, until then, I'm ready to fight.

First I check the kitchen, eyes sweeping over the space making sire everything is how I left it, next the living room, then the bathroom before my bedroom and finally, Cara's room. She's huddled under her blankets, her thumb in her mouth as she sleeps peacefully. I sigh in relief lowing my gaurd, I walk to her bed, kissing her little head wincing once more as I straighten out. Ice, I need ice on my ribs. I walk out of her room closing the door softly before turning to walk to the kitchen only to be met by five pairs of curious eyes. I tence again before moving past everyone to the living room taking a seat on the sofa.