"They betting on you tonight"
"They're always betting" I stared at myself in the mirror, and pushed my mouth guard in.
I tied my hair back into a bun, and pulled up my top so that my boobs weren't showing as much.
A harsh slap to the back of my head actually sent me flying off of my stool and onto the tile.
My mouthguard and a glob of spit hit the ground too.
"Nigga, what the fuck?" I clutched my now-throbbing head. You couldn't expect me to fight well when I had a banging ass headache. "What did I do?!" I cried out, and quickly closed my eyes as the pain spread.
The wave traveled to my temples, and I began to rock slowly.
A rough hand grabbed my shoulder and yanked me to my feet.
"If that hurt you, then you're weak. Get the fuck up and stop playing around. You go out in five." He spat.
"Yes, coach." I picked up my spitty mouthguard and listened to him walk away.
I stood tall, and pushed my shoulders back, putting on my black silk robe.
I went to the bathroom and rinsed off my guard and shoved it back into my mouth.
I swatted and uppercut the air, bouncing on my toes.
"Hup!" I swung and ducked. "Hup hup!" I jabbed at the air and spun to kick sideways.
I walked up to the mirror and took a good long look at myself. I quickly smiled to see what it would look like and then stepped away from it.
"Lord of Heaven, I rest underneath your mighty wings of love. I dwell within your gentle heart. I know there is healing in your touch.
Through the sufferings of Christ I can ask for restoration and trust in your goodness. You are my Lord, my savior, my healer and my friend.
I dwell within your gentle embrace. Amen."
Coach growled when he stepped back in there.
I walked towards him. "You didn't get my-"
"You don't need gloves, it's street fighting"
I furrowed my eyebrows and reached up to pull my mouthguard out of my mouth. This was my second fight of the night, and I was just too tired for this.
"I could injure my hand. I don't want to risk it, coach"
"Pay extra attention to your hands othen. If you hurt it, then you still have to fight with them. You don't get to stop fighting, Sayvior."
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