Breaking My Silence

Chapter Seven - Nobody Touches My Baby Sister

Zane’s P.O.V

I cringed as I watched him hit Rosie across the face, it has taken me months of watching and limitless self-control to stop myself getting in the ring and beating the shit out of each mother fucker who ever lays a hand on her.

Especially this special breed of scum. He let her love him than cheated on her, then he turns around and uses the fact that she let herself love him to his advantage while he got bored.

She cried for weeks after he left and then he comes back here to fight her! I would kill that douche bag for what he did to my baby sister; no one deserves to be treated like that.

I glanced back up at the fight, I grinned. That’s my girl; lay into that face of his.

After that I almost lost it when he punched her in the face. But then I saw her body change, he’s gone and done it now, she pulled him up by the hair and added a few more blows. Ooh I could feel that one, and that was a beautiful kick, serves him right.

I weave my way through the crowd and just as I neared the ring, I heard him call out to her.

“Dirty whore, I fucked you around once, I’ll do it again.”

My vision was clouded with rage, how he dares talk to her like that.

All that got through was her laugh. I smirked as I heard the satisfying smack as Rosie slapped the bastard, I couldn’t make at what she hissed at him but I knew his manhood would definitely suffer.

“Bitch, don’t touch him”. Oh ho, you are one stupid girl. She just kicked you’re boyfriends ass are you going to take her on?

I heard her warn the girl before walking out of the ring.

I waited and then climbed the stairs,

“Jimmy go find her” I instructed before went to face Justice.

I knew who he was, even before Rosie met him. But Rosie never introduced us, because of my past.

I pulled him up by his hair.

“Zeus.” Justice greeted me.

“Justice, you come near her again, contact her or even so much as look at her, it will be ME you fight in this ring, got it?”  I put the deal out there.

“Why? Is she you’re slut now?” He smirked, “Poor bastard, you won’t get fuck all from her, the frigid bitch”

I punched him in the gut.

“Be back here next week, you pathetic fuck, and then see how much you want to say things like that about her.” I threatened.

I strode to the top of the stairs,

“Oh and if you’re not here, you can count on me coming to find you, and the punishment will be a whole lot worse.”

I turned on my heel and stormed out of the ring. I was furious, Tyler was the boy who absolutely destroyed my sister. I couldn't stand to be around anyone right now. I walked straight to the gym and just started laying into the punching bag, lost in thought. Rosie and I were always close as kids but no where near as close as we are now. Mikey and I still tease her but never to the extent we used to. Mikey and I walk on eggshells, worried that one little thing would put her over the edge again and for him to come back and flaunt himself in front of her like that. There are no words to describe my anger.

I jolted out of my memories when I saw blood smeared on the bag and when I realized it was mine, I shook my head and streched my muscles out before going to find my baby sister.