Boxer

Chapter 1





(The pic is what Nate, is supposed to look like)

"Good work son"! Said coach. "Justin! Get this man cleaned up" coach shouted to our assistant to clean up my opponent with blood all over his mouth and nose.

"Yea" I said. "I'm ready for our next tournament, can't wait" I said. "You'll do great Nate" coach said.

"I know" I said. I've won 7 of them. I'm the best boxer they have here.

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I got in my black Range Rover and drove to my house. I have a nice 4 story house with a built in pool. I mean, why wouldn't I? I'm rich I can have whatever I want. *laughs*.

"Hey babe" i say as it walk in through the door.

"Hey honey" she says in that kind of annoying tone. Ugh she's getting old. We've been dating for little over 2 weeks and I'm already getting kinda tired of her. I'll probably dump her by the end if the week and get some other girl.

"Something wrong"? She ask out if nowhere.

"Nope" "Whatchu cooking for dinner"? I asked.

"Ohh well sense I guess I'm cooking then what do you want"?

"Steak would be nice. And some potatoes" I replied.

"Mmm'm that does sound good. Alright I'll get started. Do you need any ice or anything, from boxing"? She asked.

"Uh no I'm good, I'm bouta take a shower and lay upstairs". I said. "Ok I'll let you know when it's done". She replied.

I walked upstairs and grabbed some clothes. I turned on the radio and took a steaming hot showers. All my muscles felt relieved and relaxed.

After my shower I headed back into the newsroom letting all the fresh steam flow out of the bathroom. I sat down on my bed after I dryed my hair.

I pulled the clear plastic bag from my pocket. I took out some of the white powder. I've never told Ashley about the drugs, she'd probably just leave me.

I quickly snorted up the drugs. Then I hid the bag back in my pocket. Only a few people know about the drugs, I've been on them ever sense my mom passed away then I was about 17.

So 4 years ago. She had a stroke. Nobody was there, not even me, I was at the store picking up some groceries for us. It was only me her and my brother, because my dad walked out when I was about 9. My aunt now raises my brother and I live on my own.

"It's done" I heard Ashley call. I wiped me red eyes off and went in the bathroom. My eyes were only a tad bit red so she wouldn't notice and think I did anything. I went back downstairs and grabbed my plate. She took hers and we sat in the front room. I turned on the tv, it was a football game. Dallas and Saints. Saints were winning by 3 so I changed it. I didn't feel like watching it cause I knew i wouldn't have any control if I got mad.

Nothing was on so I turned in the news. Some shooting happens that apparently left 3 injured and 1 severely injured. It doesn't surprise me.

"Thanks, it's delicious honey" I say.

"No problem. How was work" she asked. "Work was good...nobody got really hurt" I said chuckling.

"Haha that's good" she said.

We are and headed off to bed. My tournament will be soon.