A Fighter Not A Lover

CHAPTER 3: Love At First Fight?!?

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A few days after I began working at the Salon, instantly, Lexi and I became the best of friends and I really enjoyed hanging out with her. She had asked me at the end of the first week of meeting each other and me starting work, if I'd be interested in moving in with her cause she needed a roommate since she wasn't sure when her brother was coming back and there were three bedrooms total in her place and she needed some help with the rent.

So of course I said 'yes' and it's been going really good so far. She is a really cool and genuine person who could care less what other's think and is also a fun person.

We've recently been going out to a couple of bars that weren't too far away from the apartment and both her and her boyfriend, that she told me was her brother's best friend, they always let me come along and never made me feel like a third wheel.

Her boyfriend has connections with a lot of people and runs a gym that specifies in fighting and training.

He was cute and kind of reminded me a little like Dwayne Johnson and was super nice and funny.

I wasn't much of a bar or party type person, however, I liked hanging out with them. Even though I didn't hang out with them all the time seeing as to how I have wanted to give them some alone time.

Her boyfriend, Karl, practically loves over at our apartment but sometimes too they go back to his place.

They are a great couple but holy shit, is she really loud when they're having sex. I mean, I didn't know there were any men out there that could make a girl come and scream like he does to her. So mostly, I fall asleep, listening to music or something that drowns out those noises.

Today was a big important and real busy day at the salon. It was Wedding Season. So me and Lexie arrived at the salon earlier than usual to make sure everything was ready and set up before all the clients came piling in.

Now I love styling hair and doing make up and all, but I HATE Bridezillas. Oh my god, I swear, they're the worst.

Today however, went by real smoothly. And since tomorrow was Sunday and we were closed, we decided to go out and celebrate and have a lot of fun.

So we went out for a few hours and stayed out til a little past midnight, drinking and having a lot of fun before we headed on back to the apartment.

Which as soon as we stumbled inside, I went straight to my room and fell asleep.

I didn't drink nearly as much as them so I knew that they wouldn't feel good in the morning but I would be okay.

It was four in the morning when I was woken up by hearing like someone was trying to get in through the front door but was struggling with the doorknob.

So I got up, grabbed the gun I keep in my night drawer. (It's a long story that'll be told later) that of course, I always used for protection and I slowly make my way towards my bedroom door and opened it as slowly and quietly as I could and began to stick out my head a little bit to see if I could tell if rather or not it was either Karl or Lexi. However, right as I see nobody and that the place is still dark, I was about to turn and head back into my room when all of a sudden, I heard the clinking noise of glasses hitting each other from the kitchen.

So I started to cock my gun and began walking cautiously towards the kitchen where I saw a tall dark figure (cause all the lights were off) and the person has their back turned to me but I knew it wasn't Lexi or Karl. So like an idiot, I tried to scare the guy and cocked my gun and began to threaten him.

"I'll give you two seconds to get the hell out of here before I call the cops." I start to say.

I see the figure stop taking a drink and starts to turn around when I tell them to stop.

"Stop! I have a gun pointed at you right now and I do know how to pull the trigger. So I'm gonna go back into my room and I want you to leave or else."

"Or else what? You're gonna shoot me?" A deep husky and yet sexy voice said.

"If I have to. Or just let the police deal with you. It's your choice." I tell him.

"Well I guess I better get going then." He says. Although he doesn't sound too convincing.

"I mean it. You have two seconds to get the hell out of here." I warn him again.

Then I slowly start to back up while still pointing the gun at him and then somehow, the next thing I know, I see him quickly turn around and come running after me. Which I hadn't expected and so I just turn and start running back towards my bedroom and try and shut the door, but his foot stops it and he slams open the door and runs up to me and grabs the gun from my hand and then points the gun at me.

I can see some of him from the moonlight that's seeping through the window. And so far, all I can think of is how he is really hot. And I haven't seen him in actual light. But I can't even think about all of that right now. Seeing as to how he has MY gun.

"You really tried to kill me bitch?!" He said angrily.

"Please. I swear I wont tell anyone." I start to say with my hands up in surrender and as I start to back up a little bit, I back up into my dresser and then start moving my hand around a little bit until I found a jewelry box and then quickly chucked it at him, causing him to move his head and then I started running towards my closet to grab a bat I have when suddenly I am grabbed around the waist and pushed onto the bed with the guy now on top of me and has both my arms pinned to the sides of my head.

"Get the hell off me!" I yell at him.

I am afraid right now. As I start getting flashbacks of all the times when I was little and when I was dating my ex and my dad or uncle or my now ex, had hurt me.

"You need to shut the fuck up! You're the one who tried to kill me!" He starts yelling at me.

Then the light get's turned on and I can see him more clearly and holy shit he is hot as hell.

"Oh my god, Henry is that really you brother?" I heard Lexi say.

Her brother? Oh shit. I just tried killing her brother and boy does he look really pissed off right now......Yep, I'm gonna die.

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)