Broken (Jasper Hale love story)

Chapter 6.

As I pull up to the dirty dark ally that houses the club I'm actually shocked that all the Cullen's minus Esme and Carlise are here. I park my bike before shutting it off and walking towards them.

"At least we're in the right place." Emmett says as I stand infront of them.

"If you don't like blood I'd leave now. I've got six fights most one after another so it's gonna be along night. That's without anyone challenging me if I win the final fight." I tell them walking towards the door, everyone follows close behind me but nodding their heads.

"Let's see what your made of spitfire." Emmett laughs as we enter the club. The sounds of a fight fill my ears along with the cheers and bass from the music. I walk over to the sign in table and quickly check my fight name in before handing over the fighters fee of $500 over to Conor. He nods his head before calling the next person over. I walk to the front of the crowd, the Cullen's behind me and stand ring side watching the fight. I slip my bag off and pull my hoodie over my head leaving me in my black sports bra and joggers with my boxing shoes. I stiff the hoodie in my bag before it's taken from my hands by Jasper who keeps his gaze on me while I watch the fight. His stare burning a hole in the side of my head. As soon as the winner is declared the crowd goes quiet, the owner stood in the middle of the floor ready to announce the next fight.

"Who's ready for more!!" His voice is loud and gets the crowd to go wild. "We have a treat! From New York we have Donate!!" I smirk hearing his name watching as he steps onto the floor. "And our champion, Lion!!" The crowd goes crazy as I step in, Donate laughing as he shake my hand.

"Guess I'm getting put on my ass after all huh Lion?" He smiles at me, fear shining in his eyes.

"I'm not hear to talk. Only dance." I crack my neck, watching his smile fall from his face. We stand face to face, his fists in front of his face. He turns to his crowd as the bell rings giving me an opportunity. I take a running start before I find myself on his shoulders, I lean my body back bringing him over my head and slamming him on the floor. Before he gets the chance to get up I slam my knee into his face breaking his nose causing blood to gush like a river. I wait a beat for him to get up before making my next move. I take a right then hit him with my left as his right fist connects with my jaw causing my head to snap to the side, he's quicker than me at regaining his stance as his next his is a round house kick to my face, it sends me to the ground but I'm quick to bounce up before going for it. I kick, punch, elbow and knee anywhere I can, and before long he's out cold on the floor. The owner takes my arm and rises it in the air before allowing me time to have some water and gather my strength. I walk over to the Cullen's watching them watch me.

"That's alot of blood." Edward says in a tight tone. I grab my towel from my bag wetting it with my water from my bottle before wiping my face.

"I helped train him in NewYork, that's why he could hit me like that, he knows just about all my moves." I smirk drinking some water. They announce the next fight which is me again and I step back in the ring. Two fights turn to five, and suddenly I'm on my last fight. A sweat barley breaking on my brow, winning all five. My next opponent is a regular around here, although he never fights. He walks into the ring with a stumble causing me to roll my eyes. I hate fighting drunk men.

Before the bell could sound out he goes for the strike, but I side step him and deliver an elbow to his back, playing with him. The bell rings and I zone in on him. Sending a right to just under his temple knocking him out. I'm not in the mood for games. The crowd goes wild in shock and awe as I step towards the Cullen's once more. I grab my bag walking to Conor to collect my money.

"Good night huh Lion?" He asks.

"Most of them were sloppy. Here for my money." I state bluntly holding my hand out. He passes me the wad of cash and I turn heading for the door, not caring if the group is following me. Once in the cold air I head to my bike only to be spun around to face Jasper and his family. His eyes scan my body that is no doubt turning black and blue.