A Fighter Not A Lover

CHAPTER 2: Hello New Life!

▪HENRY▪

        I have been traveling for the past year, fighting and of course, doing what I do best, which is winning all my fights.

        I love my life. I'm single, so I can have different women whenever I want and no drama and am making good money to one day open up my own catering business and or restaurant.

        I got into fighting cause when I was a kid, I had a lot of angry built up inside of me from after my dad left my mom, my sister and me for another woman when I was four and my sister was a year old.

         I had watched boxing and UFC fighting that by the time I was fifteen I actually had no choice but to get a job to help support us.

        My mom had turned to drinking when I was nine and I ended up having to take care of my sister. Which I didn't mind cause we have always been like best friends.

         I would get into fights and would train myself and learn everything I could learn about fighting. Then as soon as I was fifteen, I began making good money from it and it felt good for me to release my anger at the same time.

         Then as soon as I turned eighteen, I took custody of my sister and we moved away. Then I put my sister through beauty school by teaching cooking classes during the day while I continued to fight at night and then after she got to owning her own salon, I traveled through fighting tournaments. Then now, I wanna fight still, but I would like to try and work on saving up to opening my own restaurant soon.

         I have some saved up but, there's a little more I would like to have to have for my vision. So luckily, my best friend Karl, knows somebody who is looking for someone to teach some classes and is paying really good.

       So I accepted it and am heading back towards mine and my sister's apartment and will be there in a couple of weeks.

       Although I plan on not telling her I'm coming and surprise her. We haven't seen each other in a couple of years and I really do miss her. However, there is a reason I have distanced myself from her more than I ever have.

       Something I didn't tell her was that after I sent her to school, I didn't have much money to keep up with payments for the place we were in and anything else really. Cause at the time, the teaching wasn't as good and I wasn't necessarily fighting as much as I was before because it was becoming hard trying to teach classes all day and then stay up most of the night, fighting fights that paid good, but still not as much. So, I made a deal with Arthur Benjamin.

        Arthur loaned me a lot of money and am gonna be able to finally pay him off tonight.

        Do I regret getting involved with one of the wealthiest and most feared leaders in the Mafia? Yes. But tonight it's gonna end once and for all.

        As soon as I arrived at the nice Italian restaurant that he happened to own, one of his guys escorted me towards the table where Arthur was at, waiting.

       Arthur was a middle aged man who in a way, reminded me a lot like Anthony Hopkins with the way his demeanor was and how he spoke.

        Right as I sat down across from him, he seemed to have already ordered us both some food as I see a waiter set down a plate of food in front of us.

        "Just in time." He says.

        "I'm not hear to eat." I tell him.

        "Well I'm hungry and I wanted us to have a good last meal together since we wont be doing business anymore." He says.

        "Yeah well, I'm not hungry." I tell him.

        "How about some wine?" He suggests.

        "No thanks." I replied. "Here's all that I owe you." I tell him while taking the wad of cash I made off my last few fights and toss it in front of him.

         He smiles at me, looks down at the cash and then back up at me.

         "It's a shame really." He says.

         "What is?" I ask.

         "So much talent and you wanna waste it on petty fighting and cooking?!" He says.

         "Yeah well, it's honest work." I tell him.

         "Honest work? There's no money in 'honest' work. Nobody has ever become rich with honest work." He says.

         "Well maybe I don't want to be rich." I tell him with a smirk.

         "Keep telling yourself that." He smiles.

        "I will." I tell him as I get up and start leaving.

        I was glad that I was finally done with him and his guys. Now I can see my sister and not worry about her being in any danger or anything.

         Once I get there, I know things will be better for me. Plus, I do really need a haircut anyways.

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)