ufc | grethan

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my knuckles sting through the gloves as i hit the green punching bag once more. i breath heavily, having my hands up in front of my face as if i'm blocking myself.

sweat runs down my forehead and back as my hair sticks to my forehead. i grab my water bottle and open it to get water. reasonable amounts of cool water fall into my mouth and i gulp it down.

the clock comes into sight. 10:48 PM

damn, i stayed later than i was supposed to. i look around to see the coaches still training people. vincent, my coach, approaches me.

"you really knocked down the punching bag this time, dolan. how mad are you now?"

the sound of velcro is heard when i take my gloves off.

"not as mad as i was before, honestly."

he walks closer to me and looks down a bit. he's about 2 inches taller than me, which is surprising since i'm pretty tall. 6'5 to be exact.

"but on inside, your feelings, how do you feel?" his volume low.

a sting hits my heart when images of her and him flash in my mind.

"broken."

"meredith doesn't deserve you, man. maybe in the future you'll find someone better. someone who doesn't cheat on you with your bestfriend. well, ex-bestfriend."

i send him a weak smile.

"thanks vinc."

he nods and smiles without showing his teeth.

"well, the center is about to close, so i need to pack up and leave."

"yeah me too."

"see you tomorrow, dolan."

i just send him a small smile and grab my stuff. my bag, my shirt, my gloves and bottle.

my slightly red hand pushes the glass door open, a cold breeze hitting me when i walk out. i see my jeep right where i parked it. when i opened the car door, the first things i saw were my phone lightning up repeatedly, and my steering wheel cover in an odd shape.

i left my phone in the car cause i predicted meredith would try to get to me.

if you look at the top of the cover, which has like a plushy texture, you can see my hand marks from me gripping it so hard. yeah, I was really mad.

i see my phone light up once again, showing me that i was getting a call.

'meredith💔'

my hand lifts the phone and all i can do is stare at the name. my thumb hesitantly slides the call button making me answer it.

i bring the phone to my ear.

meredith ethan

what do you fucking want?

ethan! ethan, oh my god, thank god you finally answered.

meredith, tell me what you want before i hang up.

look... it wasn't what it looked like.

so it wasn't you naked, fucking another guy, behind my back?

okay... maybe it was what it looked like...

i just... i just don't understand why you would do it. i treated you right, i loved you and you do this. who knows how long this has been going on?

ethan, it meant nothing, i will always and only love yo-

a deep man-like voice cuts her off.

"babe! Where do I put his shit?"

a scoff escapes my lips. i look down as my eyes start to get teary.

ethan, don't hang u-

unbelievable. my voice cracks.

i'm coming to get my shit. fuck you. and jake.

ethan, plea-

i hang up before she could say another word.

i throw my phone in passager seat and put my key in the ignition. i pull out of the parking lot and make my way to merdith's house.

will i find someone better?

...

i'll try

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hello everyone! i created this book because i really love UFC and decided it would be a good story to combine the Ultimate Fighting Championship with the Dolan Twins. ♡ hope you liked this first chapter.

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